Submerged in Your Love (✔️)

Chapter Twenty-Two

A/N:

Not every story can be happy all the way through, sometimes everything goes wrong......🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️

-B. 🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️

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(Kai's POV)

I shook my body loose to get out all the nerves and tension. This was it.

Trials.

Was I ready?

I don't know. I felt ready.

I stood in front of my block as the others lined up. Carson was there someone. I didn't know where because I wasn't focused on him. I was focused on the lane in front of me.

On making it through to the Olympics.

I briefly scanned the crowd to search for Fi. I didn't find her. I didn't even know if she was there or not.

"Good to see you." The guy beside me said as he stretched.

"You too."

"Do me a favor." He said leaning over.

"A favor?"

"With you here, a lot of us don't stand a chance. Make sure Hawkins is one of those. That guy is a pain in the ass."

"I'll do my best."

He clapped me on the back and nodded.

We climbed on our blocks and got ready for the first round. I was still nervous. Nervous because I saw all the people looking at me and some cheering me on. Nervous because some of them were hoping I'd fall to Carson. Nervous because, for me, a lot was riding on this.

I shook my head and pulled my goggles on. When I heard the starting sound, I shot off my block like a rocket.

I swam my heart out, but in the end I hit the wall seconds after Carson. People cheered for him and others remained silent for me. I tried not to look too defeated for them. Tried to ignore the comments from Carson.

I climbed out of the pool as coach approached me.

"Hey, what happened?" He asked.

"I don't know." I panted.

"Your head in this?"

"Yeah, but..."

"But what?"

"I don't know."

The rest of the trials went the same. I was always behind Carson. Fi couldn't come because Marie had gotten sick so Fi and Reid took care of her.

"Listen, you still made it. You're going to the Olympics. That's something to celebrate." Coach said.

I shook my head. "Not good enough. I expected to maybe come in second. But third and fourth?" I said before walking out.

I got back to the hotel and was fuming. I was mad at myself. I was out on my balcony when my phone rang. It was Fi.

I sent her to voicemail and turned my phone off. I didn't want to talk to anyone. I was to disappointed in myself.

"Something is holding me back." I mumbled. "Something that's still going on in my head."

I had to figure out what was going on. Had to figure out what was holding me back. I should've beaten Carson. Should've been in first. Should still have an undefeated record.