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Chapter Twenty-Three: Will i Skate Again
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2026-05-02 22:03:23
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There was a soft knock on the door. Elara poked her head in, holding two steaming mugs of hot chocolate. The rich smell filled the room instantly, cutting through the sterile hospital scent that still clung to Elias’s clothes even after coming home.“Thought you might need this,” she said, closing the door behind her with her foot. She handed him one mug and climbed onto the bed beside him, careful not to jostle his casted arm. “How are you holding up?”Elias took a slow sip, the warmth spreading through his chest like a small comfort. “Like shit. But I’ll be fine.”Elara studied him for a second, then grinned. “Yeah, you will. Because we’re going to the rink tonight and I’m driving.”Elias’s eyes widened, a wild spark lighting up in them for the first time in days. “Wait, seriously?”“Seriously,” Elara said, sipping her own hot chocolate. “You’ve been cooped up here long enough. Qualifiers are next weekend. If you’re going to fight for this, we start tonight. Light stuff only. No her
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There was a knock on the door before it was pushed open. Damon walked in from the hallway, carrying a small bag of takeout and looking like he’d come straight from work. His eyes immediately found Elias, who was so focused on the movie playing on the TV that he didn’t notice him at first. The room was dim, curtains half-drawn, the only light coming from the screen and a small lamp on the side table.“Eli,” Damon called softly.Elias turned his head, blinking out of the movie haze. “Hi,” he said, managing a small smile. His casted arm rested awkwardly on a pillow beside him.Damon closed the door behind him and crossed the room, taking a seat on the edge of the bed beside Elias. “I saw the video,” he said without preamble, voice low but serious. “The one with the club kiss and the fall. Are you alright?”Elias shrugged with his good shoulder, trying to play it down even though his stomach still twisted every time he thought about it. “I think I will be. My parents are trying to take th
Fragments on Ice Chapter Twenty-Four: Silent Pull
After practice, Jax and his hockey teammates headed over to the locker room, which they had now basically dominated. The space smelled like sweat, cheap body spray, and the faint metallic tang of the ice still clinging to their gear. Jax dropped onto the bench in front of his locker, ignoring the loud chatter around him. Someone was telling a story about a party last weekend, another guy was complaining about his girlfriend, but none of it registered.He brought out his phone, scrolling quickly to his chat with Elias. No reply to his question about the address. The message sat there, read but unanswered. Jax stared at it for a long moment, thumb hovering like he might type something else, then locked the screen and shoved the phone into his pocket.“Earth to you, Jax Thorne,” one of his buddies, Ryan, said, waving a hand in front of his face. “Haven’t you been listening?”Jax blinked, forcing himself back to the present. “Sorry, I was just… you know what, never mind. What were you
Fragments on Ice Chapter Twenty-Three: Will i Skate Again
The next morning, Elias woke up to the sound of his name being screamed downstairs. The voice was sharp, panicked, and unmistakably Elara’s. Before he could even sit up, the door to his room burst open. Elara pushed inside, breathing hard, her eyes wide with relief when she saw him stretching sleepily in bed.“Why are you screaming this early, Lara?” Elias grumbled, slumping back against the pillows and reaching lazily with his good hand for his phone on the nightstand.Elara beat him to it. She snatched the phone away and held it behind her back, smiling nervously. “Don’t check your phone for now.”Elias blinked, confusion cutting through the morning fog. “What? Why?”Before Elara could answer, the door opened wider. Dave pushed in with Peter right beside him. Both of his dads looked worried, their faces tight with that careful parental expression they wore when something bad had happened.Elias stared at them, now fully awake and suspicious. “What’s going on?”Dave sat on the edge o
Fragments on Ice Chapter Twenty-Two: Feeling you
Elias woke up to the sound of nurses chatting softly outside his door and the steady beep of the heart monitor. Sunlight cut through the half-closed blinds, painting stripes across the white sheets. His left arm felt heavy and foreign in the cast, throbbing with a dull ache that the painkillers couldn’t fully erase. He tried to sit up, wincing as the movement pulled at sore muscles from the fall.“Easy there,” Elara said from the chair beside his bed. She looked like she’d slept in that same spot all night, hair messy, hoodie rumpled, but her eyes were sharp and alert. “Doctor said no sudden movements. You’re not on the ice right now.”Elias groaned and settled back against the pillows. “Feels like I got checked by a hockey player instead of falling on my own.”Elara snorted. “If only. Then we could blame Jax properly and I’d have an excuse to punch him again.”Peter and Dave walked in a moment later carrying coffee and breakfast bags. They both looked exhausted but tried to smile for
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Elias stared at the white ceiling tiles, counting the little holes in each one for the third time. The hospital room smelled like antiseptic and stale flowers from the bouquet Elara had brought. His left arm throbbed under the heavy cast, a constant dull reminder of how one bad landing could shatter months of work. The pain meds made everything feel fuzzy around the edges, but they couldn’t touch the heavy weight sitting on his chest.“You’re doing that thing again,” Elara said from the chair beside his bed. She was flipping through a gossip magazine she’d stolen from the waiting room, legs crossed. “Staring at the ceiling like it personally insulted your triple axel.”Elias let out a weak laugh that turned into a wince. “It kind of did. I keep seeing the moment I took off. My edge was wrong. I knew it the second I left the ice, but my brain just… froze.”Damon, leaning against the window with his arms crossed, spoke up. “You were distracted. Happens to everyone.” His tone was casual,
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