Alex's pov
" we cant cant have a cheater on the team your out Alex"My coach yells as i take of my skates" I didn't take the drugs!"
I yell back and throw my skates at his feet
"Then what the fuck is this"
He yells waving a bottle of pills in my face
" NOT YOUR FUCKING BISSNESS!"
I yell, grabbing them and throwing them in my bag.
"AND BY THE WAY, I QUIT YOUR TEAM'S SHIT ANY WAY"
I storm out of the rink and jump into my car and start to drive.
I turn up the radio. And I'm screaming the lyrics down the empty highway. I was only doing 80.... I can go faster.
With tears blurring my vision I pressed down on the gas pedal and I felt the car moving faster. The music is getting louder. The tears rolling down my face.
My career as an ice skater is over. If people think i take drugs i won't get in.
They weren't even drugs, but they won't believe me, I'm just the quiet kid that sits in the back, the kid no one notices.
The rink is where I can relax and do what I'm good at. I'm away from the hell hole people call school. And the drug den I'm supposed to call home.
I open the car window and my brown hair blowing behind me.
There's only one person I'd rather be with right now.
Oliver
Me and Ollie have been friends since the 3rd grade. He has always been there for me when my life took turns for the worst.
I remember when we first met, it was at recess and these boys were making fun of me, they pushed me down and started to kick me and all I remember is a voice behind the wall of boys.
"HAY"
All the boys turned to look at who had yelled at them. Behind them was a small boy. Blond hair, blue eyes.
"What do you want stupid"
The main bully snarked in his face.
" leave him alone"
He yelled back
" Make me"
The bigger boy says to the blonde. As he says that the blonde punches the bully square in the nose. He stumbles back holding the nose, tears running down his face. He looks back at the blonde boy and runs back to the playground along with his so-called 'gang'.
The blonde boy turns around back to look at me and he holds out his hand offering it to me. Grab it and he pulls me up.
And from that day he protected me, became my friend. Make sure i had food in my lunch and water in my sistem.
( A/N, this is my fist story I've done by my self sorry it's not that good)
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Teen Fictionim bad at writing these because i dont wanna give it away TW: depresson, abusive house holds, NSFW