Spinning unitl i fall (ON HOLD)

Chapter 8: Not over

Listen to: Taking to the moon

Sorry Uncle T. I got cought up at practice. Smells....smoking. Did aunt C cook.

Mr Miller looked closely into his yes

It smells Dashing aunt C, Said Christopher while throwing a kiss to Mrs. Miller

Apologies this is my very tardy nephew Christopher. He's been living with us for over a year now.

Pleasure!- he Anounced.

He walked closer to me and In my head I was already stating to Freak out, frankly Christopher was the last person I wanted to see today, I kept looking down, watching at the clock. But still I couldn't avoid him:

Hello, Blimey Em you look amazing!

Hi Chris.....Thank you.
I said between shivers

I could feel his eyes scanning me, like I was a bar code. And so I quickly looked at Philip.

Hey Chris, I forgot to tell you, you got a package delivered today.

Thanks Mate, I'll check on it later

I can go look for it if you want said Phillip insisting.

Even while talking with Philip, Christopher kept his eyes on me.

It's okay Phil it's probably nothing big.

Suddenly the door bell rang, and Mr Miller insisted Philip to go and open it.

I didn't knew why but I had a bad feeling.

The Adults were to busy taking business and so I didn't noticed when Christopher was sitting next to me.

Hi Em,

Hello Christopher

Em, I know there's something wrong.

I'm okay Christopher I already told you.

I'm waiting for an answer that I believe , tell me how am I supposed to believe you're okay if you won't even look me in the eye.

Look Christopher I'm fine. Stop worrying about me, we just meet for god's sake!

Em...I need you to tell me the truth, I know you're not okay. Just talk to me

I know we just met Emily, and I understand if you don't trust me. But I can see you trust somewhat my Cousin so talk to him.

I could see the worry in his eyes, but I didn't want to talk about Logan. I knew someday I'll had to but for now I didn't want to.

Ever since Logan  I've learned  sheltered my emotions which I know isn't healthy. But it just made handling the pain easier.

After the probably the most 3 awkward hours of my life it was already getting late so my parents started saying goodbye. Which served in my favor.

A few minutes later Philip came back, and excused himself for taking so long. Afterwards I said my goodbyes and left, the ride back home was salient, my parents  were  a little goofy from the wine and so my dad was trying as hard as que could not to fall asleep.
(He failed)

I played the radio and listed to some music on the way back, luckily there wasn't much traffic.

We arrived a quarter past nine so it was still relatively early, after helping my parents through the stairs. I finally made it to my room.

I layed in bed flat as a cracker, when I saw from the corner of my eye the pink box.

I remembered that I was looking at it before so I decided to sit by my window couch,

As I kept opening the book my eyes started to get watery, I found an old album maybe of 6 years ago with pictures of a few of my friends and I, most of tiem had continued in skating but moved to Canada or California where the big ice skating coaches are as well as centers.

After nationals I had planed to move to Toronto, to perfect my technique but that didn't happen.

I continued to search in the box and even found my competition locket which always reminded me of home. It was hard having to be 8 hours away when you're 10, still I would do it all over again in a heartbeat if it meant going back to the ice.

I was about to go to sleep when I found and old picture with a note in the back, I went to reach it and when I flipped it I founded that it was an old picture of Logan and I.

My heart skipped a beat for I second and I felt as the vomit was laying in the back of my throat.