“I’ve got you, Holly. I’ve got you, baby. It’s gonna be okay.”
The lights were too bright. Her ankle throbbed with pulses of fire. Holly curled her fingers into his shirt, gripping hard, hiding her face from the cameras as she grounded herself in him. Her skin was clammy, her heart pounding. Somewhere behind them, the judges were standing, shouting questions, Chantreuse pointing at the pearls scattered all over the stage. Production was scrambling like ants on a kicked-over hill. Cameras followed them all the way offstage,because of course they fucking did.
Nate carried her through the chaos like a storm in reverse, quietly controlled and deliberate. She could feel how tight his jaw was, could feel the way his chest moved like he was holding back the urge to break something with his bare hands.But his hands on her were impossibly gentle, as if he didn’t care who saw or what they thought.
When they finally passed the curtain and the shouting faded behind them, she let herself sag against him, pain and adrenaline and something deeper crashing down all at once. She didn’t want to cry.But God, she was close.
Strictly Scandal Online:
BREAKING: Chaos at Take the Floor
Pro dancer Holly Martinez suffers a catastrophic fall during the final moments of her electrified Jive with Nate Eriksson.
Sources say foreign objects (possibly pearl beads) were found scattered across the stage.
Was it sabotage… or sloppiness? More as this story develops.
u/goalie_thirsttrap on Reddit:
bro went from enforcer to emotional support golden retriever in one reality show
I’m not okay
@ballroombaddie on Instagram:
“Fix You” by Coldplay plays
“Not me watching Holly try to stand on a shatteredankle and Nate immediately turning into a human ambulance with a jawline.”
#dwts #hollymartinez #nateeriksson #imsobbing
Mamá
Hola mija just saw the video and almost threw my ivpole at the tv who put pearls on the dance floor esto es criminal are you okay you looked like you were in so much pain my heart is in my throat I swear I will come down there with a chancla and a lawsuit text me when you can mi amor I’m praying over your ankle right now x
Holly
Hola Mamá, it’s Nate.
Holly’s resting now, but I’m right here with her and won’t leave her side. She took a bad fall but she’s being seen by the best, and she’s already giving the nurses attitude so I think that’s a good sign.
I know this must’ve scared you. It scared me too. But I’ve got her. I swear to you.
I’ll make sure she eats something with protein, too.
Thanks for checking in. I’ll keep you posted.
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Holly
“I didn’t care about the cameras. I didn’t care about the scores. I just wanted him to keep holding me.”
Everything blurred at the edges. The studio faded away as the pain pulsed in her ankle, her breath sharp and shallow as it fought its way out of her chest. Voices barked orders. Someone was touching her arm. Someone else was trying to ask questions. But none of it landed. None of it mattered.
Because the only thing she needed was Nate.
