Rock Solid

Don't try too hard

"Ouch!" Cole whisperes to himself. He lies on the floor after twisting his ancle. "Get up. One more time" his father says. "Y-yes dad" Cole sighs deeply. He gets back up on his feet and stumbles forwards. "What happened just now?" his father says strictly. Cole looks up with teary eyes. "I-I don't k-know" he says with a shivering voice. His hands holds a tight grip around his ancle and the sweat runs down his face. "Come on, Cole" his father says and walks up to the piano. "Just a little more now". Cole nods and limps back to his place.

The song starts playing and Cole dances as best as he can. "Left, righ, right, left and sashay". Cole's fater says from behind the piano. "Yes. Continue. Right, left, jump and Triple Tiger Sashay" his dad sings. Cole takes one step at a time. He runs forwards and jumps. Catches with his hands on the floor, but looses all balance and falls hard on his back. He tries to catch his breath, but it was beaten out of him. Slowly while coughing he gets up on his knees. He thinks to himself "How can my father be so careless and think a seven year old can pull of something like this?"

Suddenly, all the confidence and strength he had buildt up inside just falls down and Cole gives up. All of his body aches and he's too dizzy to stand up or think stright. "Dad. Is it enough now? Can I rest?" he whispers. "What? Cole?" his dad rises from the chair just to see his son lying on the floor, shivering and breathing heavily. He runs up to him and sits down beside him. "Hey, Cole? Hey, answer me! Cole!" He starts shaking him desperately trying to wake up his son.

Cole lies on the floor and breaths slowly. His fathers heart pounds faster as he picks his son up and carries him over to the sofa. Cole's cheecks are cold and his skin looks paler than ususal. His body is still shivering, so his father pulls a woolblanket over him. Quickly he reaches for the phone and calls the doctor. He explains everything and the doctor says Cole is going to be okay. He sits impatiently on the floor beside the sofa, tapping his hand on the carpet.

Finally Cole starts moving. He groans and turns around. His father looks up with tears in his eyes and smiles when he sees Cole awake. He rushes up and hugs Cole. "Dad, what happened? Why are you sad?" Cole asks. His dad smiles and says "I think we just practiced too much today. You passed out for a moment". "Oh. Well then. How long did we practice for?And was I close to making it?" Cole asked curiously, as if nothing had happened at all. "You made a lot of progress during those 3 hours. You're closer than you think" his dad said. Cole smiled and said "Next time I'm gonna nail it" He stands up in the sofa and shouts "You hear me world? You've got nothing on me."