chin. “I will see you tonight.” I kissed her, then pulled back and looked into her green eyes. She bit her lip to hold back the smile on her face.
Chapter 17 – Sara
“You will have to tell him. I know you don’t want to, but come on you can’t hide it forever,” Rachel said as we walked into the arena. I had told her what happened in the kitchen when Lucas saw my scars.
I nodded. Yet again, Rachel was right. The problem was, I didn’t know if I could talk about it. “I should wait until we are serious. I mean, we haven’t really become a ‘couple’.” I air quoted.
“He wants to be a ‘couple’,” she quoted back to me sarcastically. “Trust me, I see the way he looks at you.”
“Let’s go sit down .” I pulled her sleeve towards our seats, the same seats as last time. I was sitting there staring at the Zamboni going around the ice when I started thinking about Lucas. There was something about him that I wanted. Yes, he was good-looking, but there was more. The way he talked about his family, his friends, and hockey. He had pride, confidence and was all around a wonderful person.
It hit me like a puck to a goalie. I wanted to be a couple with him. I didn’t want to be alone and sad all the time. I wanted my life before Jake, before the beating and before I lost myself. Rachel and I used to go out dancing, shopping, and hung out with friends. I used to go to the movies and enjoyed being around people. I would also sit at home, read a book and enjoy being by myself. I loved to cook and have friends over. Now, I was scared all the time and I didn’t know who I was.
I can’t do this anymore. I need to be me again .
“When was the last time we went to a bar and danced?” I blurted out to Rachel. She looked at me like I grew a third eye.
“I don’t know. It has to be at least a year and half,” she guessed.
“We need to go out.” With that statement, Rachel grabbed the pop from my hand and sniffed it. “What are you doing?”
“Just checking to see if it was spiked. What has gotten into you?” She looked at me puzzled.
I huffed, sat up straight and blurted it out: “I’m tired of living this way. I like Lucas and he is not Jake. I am tired of being scared and alone. I think I just had a realization about my life and I want me back.” Rachel leapt into my arms, giving me the biggest hug.
“I am so glad ! I knew that you would come back.”
Just then the crowd cheered and the Eagles took the ice. My eyes wandered until I found number eighty. As always, he was the last on the ice. He skated around a few times before making eye contact with me. His signature smirk came across his face and my knees weakened.
He went over to center ice and prepared for the game. Watching him on the ice was nothing less than perfection. He looked like he was home. He would yell out commands to his teammates and they would follow, like a general with his army. It was amazing to watch. I caught myself a few times yelling for the team, holding my breath when they would shoot, and cheering if they made it. I couldn’t help it. The roar of the crowd and the atmosphere sucked me right into the game.
After three periods and two intermissions the game was over. Eagles won four to zero. I never heard a louder crowd. When it was all over, Rachel and I headed to the tunnel on the far side of the rink. Lucas had texted me earlier and told me to meet him there. Rachel had informed me that we were standing just down the hallway of the men’s’ locker room. She looked like she was about to burst and I had to say, for the first time I was actually not nervous to see Lucas. I was looking forward to it. It seemed like we were waiting there forever when I saw Max emerge from the locker room.
“Rachel, my future girlfriend, I am so glad that you are waiting for me .” He came over and put his arms around her shoulders.
“No, Mr. Non-Norris-Trophy-Winner, I am not. I’m
Chapter 17 – Sara
“You will have to tell him. I know you don’t want to, but come on you can’t hide it forever,” Rachel said as we walked into the arena. I had told her what happened in the kitchen when Lucas saw my scars.
I nodded. Yet again, Rachel was right. The problem was, I didn’t know if I could talk about it. “I should wait until we are serious. I mean, we haven’t really become a ‘couple’.” I air quoted.
“He wants to be a ‘couple’,” she quoted back to me sarcastically. “Trust me, I see the way he looks at you.”
“Let’s go sit down .” I pulled her sleeve towards our seats, the same seats as last time. I was sitting there staring at the Zamboni going around the ice when I started thinking about Lucas. There was something about him that I wanted. Yes, he was good-looking, but there was more. The way he talked about his family, his friends, and hockey. He had pride, confidence and was all around a wonderful person.
It hit me like a puck to a goalie. I wanted to be a couple with him. I didn’t want to be alone and sad all the time. I wanted my life before Jake, before the beating and before I lost myself. Rachel and I used to go out dancing, shopping, and hung out with friends. I used to go to the movies and enjoyed being around people. I would also sit at home, read a book and enjoy being by myself. I loved to cook and have friends over. Now, I was scared all the time and I didn’t know who I was.
I can’t do this anymore. I need to be me again .
“When was the last time we went to a bar and danced?” I blurted out to Rachel. She looked at me like I grew a third eye.
“I don’t know. It has to be at least a year and half,” she guessed.
“We need to go out.” With that statement, Rachel grabbed the pop from my hand and sniffed it. “What are you doing?”
“Just checking to see if it was spiked. What has gotten into you?” She looked at me puzzled.
I huffed, sat up straight and blurted it out: “I’m tired of living this way. I like Lucas and he is not Jake. I am tired of being scared and alone. I think I just had a realization about my life and I want me back.” Rachel leapt into my arms, giving me the biggest hug.
“I am so glad ! I knew that you would come back.”
Just then the crowd cheered and the Eagles took the ice. My eyes wandered until I found number eighty. As always, he was the last on the ice. He skated around a few times before making eye contact with me. His signature smirk came across his face and my knees weakened.
He went over to center ice and prepared for the game. Watching him on the ice was nothing less than perfection. He looked like he was home. He would yell out commands to his teammates and they would follow, like a general with his army. It was amazing to watch. I caught myself a few times yelling for the team, holding my breath when they would shoot, and cheering if they made it. I couldn’t help it. The roar of the crowd and the atmosphere sucked me right into the game.
After three periods and two intermissions the game was over. Eagles won four to zero. I never heard a louder crowd. When it was all over, Rachel and I headed to the tunnel on the far side of the rink. Lucas had texted me earlier and told me to meet him there. Rachel had informed me that we were standing just down the hallway of the men’s’ locker room. She looked like she was about to burst and I had to say, for the first time I was actually not nervous to see Lucas. I was looking forward to it. It seemed like we were waiting there forever when I saw Max emerge from the locker room.
“Rachel, my future girlfriend, I am so glad that you are waiting for me .” He came over and put his arms around her shoulders.
“No, Mr. Non-Norris-Trophy-Winner, I am not. I’m
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