Natatila's pov

Today, we decided to bring an cam recorder to record  the top players on and off the hockey rink by watching the middle the hockey game as skating around the rink so gracefully until they had all began chanted, hitting their hockey sticks together to make a modern acapella sound of drums as it continued Holden sing the first verse of a song  Counting Stars by One Repubilc soon, Asher his Hockey captain joined with the rest of them except for Mason who stood back watching them even though, i thought he was going to get his own solo.

On the other hand, my friends were loving their whole musical performance as the Rocky Legends hockey players were singing until they tried to convince me to sing along while we saw Mason staring at Rochelle and then he waved at her.

We continued to watch Grayson  play on his Imaginary air guitar when I was doing a voice recording over my hockey players videos before my little snippet ended. I was asking those hockey players fans what they think about the hockey game and comparing them to all of the other teams that they had played in our school.

To say that I almost died of laughter would be an understatement.

He skated across the rink to me and asked me. "Does this seem to be answering  your question? My elegant girl."

I quietly bite my lower lip while thinking that kind of does answer my question in a way but i know the fans wanted to see some more actions our beloved hockey stars in addition to this, i was watching their magic live in action and there was a of hockey fans that were due to watched this video on Charile instagram live too.

"Hey, McClellan, stop flirting with your girl and get back here right now!"his coach Jesen yelled out to him.

Everybody in the ice rink here had started laughing amongst themselves as he blew me a kiss and winked at me before skating towards most of his friends on his hockey even though, the blonde-haired one who was Grayson mocked him. However, I rolled my eyes thinking how this would be a cliche moment for me if I had caught his air-blown kisses although, it slightly made me laugh at him, I watched him take off his helmet and it was like one of those sports rom-com movies scenes that Avenna would have made us watched in hopes to have a type of love like the actors or actress in the future.

Okay, so what if I started to find him hilariously funny at some point and somewhat annoying too? But what was a girl got to do around here to take a break off watching him play because i was spending more than enough time with him.

"What? Why is everyone looking at me like that?"I asked in confusion.

Half of the hockey boys fanbase or should i call them what the one name that everybody knows them to be refers to as Puck bunnies but i think this name calling a group of girls that was somewhat sexist to be honest. The majority of girls looked/ glared at me like i was a very lucky girl yet none of them really knew about our little secret experiment just to keep me safe as well as protected away from my random stalker who keeps writing death threats or was trying to silence me not to speak my truth.

Short after, i decided to go back to my dormitory room  to get my laptop to search for a year shift at hospital for a better replacement job and  I walked out of my room heading straight towards the library down the stairs until i felt someone push me  down these set of  stairs  and All i could think about was this moment at least this frightening fear would semi-pause and then i blacked out.
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And then i called him

"Hey, hello don't tell me that you miss me already." he laughed lightly at the suspense of his own until he realized that something was wrong.
In a beat of silence and all I wanted to hear was his deep voice that smoothing was enough to calm all of my dark, deep, drastic withering storms inside my mind.

"All i need ........ Your help Holden! I figure out who it was....."

The archer has  always been me for so long and every single failed relationship or some feeling of past resentment or pain  that I had been holding on to has finally left me feeling so unsatisfied with this empty that I used to feel in the pit of my stomach was gone.

I've been holding on to a lot of hopes to be fixed again. Nonetheless, I recently came to realize that I don't need to be fixed.

"Love, where are you?"he asked desperately with a hint of panic in his voice.

And this time, I felt a sense of tiredness that had washed over me that had caused my eyes to slowly close and I blanked out again.

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Holden's pov

I was very aware that she disliked other people organizing her things or projects for her since she was an independent girl.

Unfortunately for me, she wasn't well enough to continue on her peaceful protest planning or her research of who dunnit investigation either. You know, in the movie when it was one of those life-or-death scenes where you just hope the other person or characters could make it out alive?

I  was living in one of those moments where  I wanted to destroy the person who had done this to her. Puck it hurt so much I started to pray for her to get well soon. She would forever be the death of me.

I rushed out of my classroom early to get to her in time even if it was against my business teacher who tried to prevent me from finding her but nothing mattered more to me in this life than her and the fact that I had failed her so badly would never be erased from my mind again.

"Where are you going Mr McClellan and I'm sure whatever it is, can't be more important than your learning," said Professor Wayne, business teacher.

Hate to break it to him but I don't care about my profession degree at this point where I can't even think straight just as long as she is going to be alright.

"She.. is more important to me than this lesson sir." I paused to breathe and stop myself from crying in this room filled with people. I don't care because none of them were her. "You don't understand that if anything ever happens to her again then i simply won't forgive myself for me!" I projected my voice as it boomed so loudly that everyone who  was walking past this classroom in the hallways could hear me.

Within a flash, I ran out of the class in a rush passing by all the students bodies to help me find her when I got a phone call from her and then I  kept ringing her phone afterward, I had found her laying on the bottom of the stairs helplessly which instantly broke me as i picked her up and then i carried her in my arms. 

"Bro, i heard that you ran out of your class today is that -"

Jessasnym, Charlie, Rochelle, Avenna, Grayson and Asher all looked as completely heartbroken as me or upset when they saw me carrying her in my arms but all i could think about was her during checking every single heart race of her pulse on her wrists, chest as well as checking for signs of her breathing too.

Rochelle interrupted Grayson. "Why do bad things keep on happening to good people like her?"
no one ever had the answer to Rochelle's question. We went to the nurse in the hospital who was attending my sweet Neemis bedside.

Dialing the ambulance number on my phone while I passed to Grayson to speak was not because I was a coward but it was that everything in my mind and body had stopped working as I felt like I couldn't move. The ambulance was taking so much time to get here so instead I carried her outside to the parking lot where my car was to put her in my car and eventually drove speed off fast toward the hospital not wanting our story to end like this.

Afterwards, waiting for doctor to finally give us anything once she had gotten some rest on the hospital bed in her room and filling her forms of every single information that i had knew about was very much accurates since Avenna had called her parents on the phone for the last fifteen minutes and i had to lied about who i was to be able to sneak into her hospital to the receptionist saying that i was her husband and she was my wife explaining that we were both getting our rings resized.

"Please wake up! And I know that you think nobody ever gets you but I see right through you, Love." I begged her tearfully as I felt like a broken record inside me.

The doctor mentioned to us that she twisted her leg causing it to be fractured, a sprain wrist with a cut on her other arm. I wanted her to wake up at least because i wanted to see her beautiful eyes open, hear one of her smartpants comments and just wanted to hold her in my arms to re-erase all of her heartaches for so long. Helplessly, hoping that she would wake up so I could make us an official couple even though she was already mine from the moment I first met her.

As I had previously replayed the dreadful moment in my head that I was becoming more worried, anxious, angry and scared witless out of my mind for her.

If only she would wake up and mocked or at least call me out my mess truthfully seeing right through my charm and good looks  not mention ashe understood why i used humors as my coping mechanisms i started reading the poems thinking  that  she saw as a person who was waiting for this storm to stop nevertheless, she was the thunder who surprised everyone else but just not herself. I wanted her to mock my poem which i had written for her additionally, it took me six hours to write with Mason and Rochelle help also it would be better than nothing I supposed. 

Winter is gone and summer will come with
A gentle glow on your silky skin
I miss your real laugh, you know when
you couldn't stop laughing for a second to breath
And i miss your angelic smile
Not to mention how your smart mouth with always correct
Everyone when they were wrong
But most of all i wish you could
See me the same way I see you.

My cocky and arrogant personer was gone and left me wanting her to wake up just so I could hear her voice.

"Who knew you hockey boys could be such a great poet." asked her friend Rochelle in amazement.

Once her friend Rochelle had heard  all of the words that i had written about my sweet nemesis, she smiled at me before put on some of Natatila favorite music as my cousin Flora and one of my teammate who also happen to be one of my best mate Grayson began to grow a little bit worried for me.

"My cousin Holden can be such a romantic gentleman only when he want to be one sometimes." said my cousin Flora after she softly smiled and then she added "if she was wake right now to hear this then she would call you out for your moodiness or would simply be surprise that you have written such kinds and loving words to her by yourself."

If only she would wake up right now to let the world see her wonderful smile.

There was a sudden slight movement when I noticed that her fingers were moving and then she asked "why am I here?" her throat was a little bit dry as her voice cracked. "What happened to my left arm and my right leg?" she holds her emotions not wanting to break in front of all of her friends.

Slowly breathing in and out to calm the raging storms that were in me now. I stepped out of my chair to walk right in front of her eyes as I hated to see her like this. My blood boiled from now being the one to answer all of her questions while her friends all rushed to her aid as they looked at me to start explaining what happened to her.

She would soon know that I had failed to protect her.
"You're in a hospital room because we found you at the bottom of the stairs lying down unconscious." I told her truthfully.

My bodyguard idea didn't seem too far fetched now did it?

Risking everything for her was what I would do and I would always be her bodyguard no matter what happened between the two of us but I hope she will stop hating me for the rest of her life especially when I had won our old high school science competition just for her. I wasn't planning on keeping it for myself because I wanted to give it to her even though I had gotten caught up on hockey practices and my brain as a teenager wasn't fully developed enough to talk to a girl as incredible as her.

"I can tell by the way that you are cracking your knuckles that it would be more than light conversation using your words but you go all cave macho man on them."she assumed as she told it like it was some kind of joke only for her to lighten up the mood.

She had this ability to light up any room she was in even if the mood was as sombered  and serious as this one. I guessed we had that in common for me never wanting to call it was and her pointing out actually what it was except for this time, she removed an element of pain for all of us knowing that she didn't want anyone to cry at all or otherwise she would finally break down in tears that would be too overdue by now.

Immediately I ran to her bedside to carefully pull her in a hug and then I asked "who did this to you, my Love?" I asked her, wanting to know the name of a person who thought that it would be acceptable to push her down the stairs without her getting any justice that she needed.

I swore to myself that I was going to have a couple of words with whoever did this to her using my fist of course. I waited for everyone to get sleep or go out of the room when she whispered quietly "I know it was my Ex-boyfriend Matthew Cotton who did it." i was about to stand up "Fudge i knew it was him all along... he is definitely going to get back everything that he deserved now" i seethed to myself but then she had stopped me "wait, please don't go..stay with me." she pleaded with me.

Not once or ever had I thought about leaving her side after this.