Here comes Chapter 2 ! Have fun !
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A loud knock startles me out of my sleep. "Yura! Dinner is ready.", calls my grandpa and immediately goes back to the kitchen. His heavy footsteps growing quieter until they disappear completely leaving me alone in my room. I sigh, grab my crutches, heave myself upright and make my way to the kitchen.
Dinner is as quiet as always. It feels uncomfortable and strange. When I first came back to russia my grandpa was worried about me. He probably could imagine how miserable I must have felt. He tried to help me as best as he could. Tried to cheer me up, but I blocked him out. I wasn't in the mood to be cheerful and happy, instead every day I sank lower into the small black hole of loneliness.
"Yura. How long do you plan to pity yourself?", my grandpa suddenly asks and looks at me. His eyes look cold and serious. I look at him kinda surprised and a cold shiver runs down my spine.
"That's..! I'm not..! You don't understand!", I scream frustrated at him, my eyes filling with tears of anger.
"I was just wondering where my strong and determined boy went."
"He fell from his dreamland and crashed to the grounds of reality!", I say surprisingly calm and grab my crutches. "I lost my appetite." As fast as the crutches let me I go back to my room, slam the door shut and fall down onto my bed. The crutches fall to the floor and I just want to sink into the mattress and stay there for ever.
It takes some time for me to calm down. I take a deep breath and comb my fingers through my hair. I sigh frustrated. "Shit." I bend down to grab my crutches and slowly hobble out of my room down the hall to the living room. I stop in the door frame and look at my grandpa sitting on the old sofa, quietly turning the pages of the newspaper.
"Gramps.", I whisper quietly and walk closer to him. Waiting for him to look up, but he doesn't. I role my eyes at his stubbornness. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to shout at you. You're just trying to help and I have no right to be mad at you."
Finally he looks up at me and for a few seconds we just look each other in the eyes. "Come sit here." He folds the newspaper together and pats the space next to him. I sit down and lean against him. "I'm just so confused and frustrated. I just don't know what to do! I did everything. I worked so hard. Despite all the diagnoses that told me it would be impossible, I made it. And then, because of one mistake everything is over.", I cry frustrated and feel tears slip down my cheeks. My grandpa lays his arm around my shoulders and squeezes me gently. "Yura. Do you really think, that the world is over because of one mistake you made? Don't you think you've got the strength to fight to the top again?"
"I don't know. It hurts."
"I know. But if you give up now, all the hard work of the past years is gone. It's worth nothing. I believe you're able to push through and get to the top again. You were so close. To close to give up just now. You said yourself. You made the impossible possible. What is stopping you know?"
"I don't know. Maybe I'm ashamed?"
"Ashamed? You've got no reason to be ashamed. You just need to accept yourself the way you are. Don't be afraid to show the world who you really are."
"But.. I don't know if I want to show myself.", Yuri whispers and hides his face into the chest of his grandpa.
"You don't need to decide right now, but be aware of the fact, that the longer you wait, the longer and harder the way will get."
"Do you really think I can do it?", I ask after a while.
„I believe in you. Do you believe in yourself, Yura?"
I wasn't sure if I would be able to stay strong through all of this again. A shudder runs down my spine when I remember all the pain, all the hospital visits, all the troubles. Training, Yakov yelling at me, Lilia toturing me in ballet. Has all of this been for nothing? Did I force myself through that agony for nothing? I wanted to become a professional skater, make my gramps proud and show the world what I've got. It wasn't like me to suddenly hide and feel sorry for myself. I still wanted to become a professional skater. I still want Victor to teach me everything he knows and I want to win against the stupid Katsudon! No matter how much more I would need to work, how much harder it will be, or how many times I will fall back down, I won't give up until I reach my dream!
"Gramps! I have decided. I want to train again and go to the nationals next year! I want to win and bring the gold medal back home!", I say and look at him determined. "Thanks for being there for me. I don't know what I would do without you!" I smile for the first time in the last weeks and give him a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Yura, you should know that I will always support you."
"But I don't think I will be able to do this alone. Maybe could you call my Doc and make an appointment as fast as possible? I need to get rid of those annoying crutches.", I say and frown at them in slight disgust.
"Sure, I can do that.", he nods. "You should probably tell those two other skaters in Japan about your condition. It may help you to focus better."
"Yeah, I should have told them long time ago.", I sigh and try to imagine those two idiots after I tell them my biggest secret of all. Yuuri will probably fuss over me all the time and Victor will just make jokes to lighten the situation. I groan in annoyance. I don't now if it will be fun or pure horror.
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