Viviana wore her visor on and grabbed a racket, but unfortunately, after playing the first kick, her racket got loose from the strings. She drowned her racket solemnly. Her coach analyzed and threw the racket toward her.
"Catch it!"
She was in a blur of emotions; her hands weren't accepting her order to leave the racket on the ground. She saw a racket falling; the racket was tumbling through the air and flipping towards the ground but she didn't even move from the position and went numb even though she didn't leave the previous racket. She was frightened, mixed with emotions. The coach's eyes showed a freight response, and she closed her eyes in fear while standing still in that position. She felt like someone gripped her waist and pushed her. In that situation, the coach's eyes dilated to relax when he saw that she was relieved now.
After that storm, she opened up her eyes and saw Luca smiling.
"Are you alright?"
He shook her shoulder. She was frightened before, but it was unexpected for her to see him in such a situation.
"Coach!" Luca's voice was frequent. "I think Vivi wants some rest."
The coach's face showed a displeased expression for her.
"Nah, I'm ok coach." She claimed.
"Good." Coach honored.
Loca smirked.
"Ok, carry on."
She pursed her lips and at last, left her broken racket on the ground and picked the new one. While going to play, her eyes were fixed on that previous. Luca noticed her strange behavior.
She made the service, but her focus was on her old racket. Whenever she hit the shot and went to pick up the ball, she frequently saw that one. Her strange attachment to that racket annoyed Luca. he shrugged, then picked that racket up when she was not intending. And rushed away without her intention.
He opened up the dustbin lid and was going to throw it, but he stared; the racket was in blue color embroidered with butterfly scratch on its end; he remembered The Aidan and Viviana relationship. He smirked and threw.
Before going, he saw Aidan running in his lane. He smirked again.
Aidan was practicing, and he took a break and saw her playing tennis as usual. His eyes stuck there; without noticing, he held the grill tightly and leaned towards the grill, and stared at her like an obsessed child.
Emmy was practicing on the other net when she glanced; she rolled her eyes annoyingly. She knocked on his shoulder. He ignored.
She got annoyed and pinched hard, making him greet his teeth to control the pain. He turned his face and saw her wearing a tennis uniform, holding a racket in her left hand and touching her visor.
He held his original posture but didn't ask her reason. She smiled in disguise; you should do your practice, Aidan. It's running late. He was curious about her great care for him.
She bit her lower lip when he was gone. Thank God Viviana escaped.
While running, Aidan's focus was not on his practice; instead, he was lost in his dreams and was running wild, as his mind was absent. He was running blindly in pleasure, but instantly, he felt like someone pulled him so hard that he fell away from the ground.
He struck with the grill, then with the dustbin, his head hit with the bin and he felt a daisy. He opened his eyes slightly, then screeched down. Faintly he saw a young man wearing an athlete uniform had fallen beside him; he stood up, making him analyze. The young man was smirking violently and felt like he was making fun of him; his grey, bold eyes and the mole under his right eye left him in despair; Aidan felt a weird feeling about that man. His head hurt. Aidan suffered from pain inside him; he saw his hand filled with blood; a memory of an accident came into his mind when he thrashed in the car, how the blood was shedding from his head, and how his hands were looking like blood. His breath hitched in a strangled gasp.
on Viviana's side,
She was searching for her racket, but could not find out. She glanced at each and every corner of the ground but could not find out. Her eyes were loaded with tears, but she didn't give up. Viviana was searching on the ground; everyone went from there after practicing but she didn't. She lay down, tears were dropping. She closed her eyes and remembered when she first gripped that racket as a gift from her ex and the words of him echoed in her mind;
"You are strong but I want to see you strong but with feminine."
Viviana wiped her tears and stood up from the ground. Her cheeks got red. Her gaze fell on someone leaning against the grill; his head was bleeding. She rushed to see but she couldn't see clearly as she could see his back from the grill side. Viviana brought up with sympathy and ran to get out of the gate and to help him; the clouds burst and the rain started.
She didn't stop and was running and finding him outside the grill. The rain was torrential, even the track lights were flickering in the dark. She got wet, and she removed her visor from the head but kept on running. At last, her gaze fell on him and she got a stunt. The tears dropped. Viviana saw her ex, whose head was leaning against the grill. She rushed towards him and saw his head was bleeding and he had fainted. She uncontrollably cried and fell towards him.