The day after bloody Viktor arrived my second best friend the Russian punk, Yuri Plisetsky came to Japan from Russia, great Viktor is now officially gonna get his ass kicked. I turned my music up on full blast mainly playing the same song over and over called Little do You Know by Alex and Sierra. I started to sing to it while I was editing my program for next season if I was skating thanks to me losing my concentration yesterday while doing my axel jump at the end. I sighed and leaned back in my chair only wearing a black sports bra and black shorts because I was sweating.
I finally decided I should probably get something to eat since I haven't eaten for about a day or more since Viktor arrived in Japan. I walked down the stairs from my room and went straight to the kitchen and grabbed some Miso soup I found in the kitchen that was probably just made since it was still pretty warm. I sat down and started to eat the soup when I heard someone suddenly stop walking and I felt like they were staring at me, so I turned to look who it was. It was, of course, Viktor, or as I called him the Devil.
"You know kitten I wouldn't be walking around wearing that cause you never know what a guy would do seeing a girl wearing something like that," he smirked at me and I knew what he was thinking just by the way he was looking at me. I just shrugged my shoulders not even giving a shit about what he just said because I knew self-defense. I quickly finishing eating and put my dishes away. I quickly walked back to my room and locked my door.
"When is he going back to Russia," I said a little too loudly.
"Sorry Kitten you're going to have to deal with me around, till I stop being your brother's couch," he answered and I now knew he was right outside my bedroom door. I quickly walked to my dresser and into something that I could wear for practice. I opened my window and swung my legs over the ledge even though I knew this was a stupid idea with a broken ankle. I scooted over to the edge of the window and dropped down. I crouched down when I landed so it wouldn't hurt as much and had to bite my lip from the pain in my broken ankle from jumping/dropping out of the window.
I started to walk to the rink but I had to walk slowly because I still limp at times. When I finally got to the skating rink to practice my brother was there and so was..... Yuri?!?! I noticed that my brother was on the ground and Yuri looked like he was about to beat my brother up, so I instantly ran over as fast as I could with my broken ankle and pushed Yuri away from my brother.
"Yuri, don't you dare touch my little brother," I said to him while blocking him from getting any closer to him.
"Fine, but I only came here to bring Victor back to Russia because he promised me he would chirography a program if I won the Junior Prix,"
"Well I hope you do take him back to Russia, and you know why I'm saying that," I glared at him while flipping my long black hair over my shoulder.
My brother looked at us confused while Yuri nodded his head yes. I rolled my eyes at them and walked into the skating rink while cursing in Russian under my breath. I decided not to practice today because my ankle was still not letting me since it's only been a day since I broke it. When both of the Yuri's got into the ice skating rink they both started fighting and obviously forgot the promise he made to the Russian Yuri and I accidentally started laughing at him.
"What's so funny...."
I looked at Viktor and just continued to laugh and I thought I was gonna die from laughter at this rate. I finally quit laughing when I heard that they were going to be doing a competition and I just stared at them not sure(sorry I can't spell well sometimes) how to react. I didn't know who I was gonna pay more attention to my brother or Yuri since I love them both. Yuri and I have a really strong brother-sister relationship but I still loved my brother and I don't want Yuri to win just so I don't see my brother heartbroken I am so confused on how to react now........
To be continued.....