Chapter 25

I'm still really pissed/depressed about Rob Scuderi. He was one of my favorite Penguins, ever. Dx :( :( :( . L.A is no place to raise their kids. I'm just sad :(

Chapter 25

 

                  I spun around, instinctively pushing Calli behind me. Her being her though, didn’t take my “protection” and stood right next to me. I glared at him, “What do you want Price?”

                  He returned the glare, “Wow, you’re IQ really is low, I just said. I want to speak to you alone.”

                  “Carey, don’t be such a jerk.” Calli spoke out.

                  “Stay out of it Calli.” We both said at the same time. She crossed her arms and set her jaw.

                  “Fine, stay here Calli.” I said evenly. She opened her mouth to protest, but then Marc-Andre walked by. He assessed the situation before saying, “Calli, Vero needs help with some girl thing.” We both knew that would get her away immediately, her and Vero have become best friends.

                  “Fine….” She murmered before following Flower.

                  “Ok, we’re alone. What the hell do you want?” I asked.

                  He stared at me. “I want Calli back.”

                  “Good luck with that. She loves me.” I responded anger creeping into my voice.

                  “How do you know that? She could just be using you, so she could get closer to me.” He replied.

                  “Seriously Price? How stupid are you? Calli and I are in love and you just have to deal with it.” I spat.

                  “I’m not going to stop fighting, and you are going to lose Crosby.” He said before turning and walking into the visitors locker room.

I was seething and every one on the team knew it.

Max walked over and put his hand on my shoulder. “Use it for the game.” I nodded. There was no way we were losing tonight.

 

Midway 1^st period

                  After shooting on goal and Carey covering it, I was skating to the face off circle to take the next face off.

                  “You can have her. She’s a bitch and slut anyway.”

                  I turned around. “What the hell did you just say?”

                  “I said, she’s a bitch and slut. Oh, and on top of that she’s pretty damn ugly too. And she’ll just jump into bed with anyone.” He responded, smirking.

                  That’s when I charged him. I heard some of my teammates yelling not to, that I could get kicked out of the game. I didn’t care though, I shoved him back roughly.

                  “Well if that’s how you want to play.” He yelled before dropping gloves, I quickly followed. He landed a good punch on my face, knocking my helmet off. I responded by punching him in the head several times with my left hand. Cheers from the fans were erupting everywhere. We fought for awhile, the refs not even attempting to break us up. Somehow we both ended up on the ice, basically wrestling. My jersey was off and his was up around his shoulders. I had a bloody nose and a shadow was already forming underneath his eye. When the refs saw blood, that’s when they stopped us. They had to escort me down the runway, Carey and I were yelling curse words at each other the whole time. Some of members of the team patted me on the back when I was walking to the locker room. I needed to change my jersey and I had a major for fighting and a  game misconduct, so I was going to have to wait a while. It was so worth it though.

 

Calli’s POV

 

                  While the fans were still cheering, Vero and I were just staring at each other.

                  “Oh my god! I’ve never, ever seen Sid fight like that!” she exclaimed. Meanwhile on the other hand, I groaned. “They were fighting about me or something stupid like that. Now, he can’t play for awhile..and it’s all my fault.”

                  Vero shook me by my shoulders. “Be proud that he stands up for you! And at least it wasn’t at a club for some guy slapping your ass..and him almost getting arrested for it.” She said, clearing remembering what happened between Marc and some guy a couple years ago.

                  I laughed, “I so remember reading about that.”

 

Sidney’s POV

 

                  I was rearing to get back into the game, we were down 2-0. On my first shift back, I stole the puck from a Canadiens stick, and raised down the ice on a breakway. I easily elevated the puck and it flew over his left shoulder. Before jumping into the arms of my teammates, I skated to the section her and Vero were sitting, and put my fingers to my lips before pointing at her. I saw people turn around, trying to figure out who it was. She blushed and smiled.

                 

                  I scored again from an amazing pass from Geno. Once again, I skated over and kissed my fingers before pointing at her again. This time, people figured out it was her and they started asking her some questions. She blushed and smiled again, this time ducking behind Vero a little.

 

                  The game was tied 2-2 with 10 seconds left. Jordan shot a shot that just went wide, but hit off the boards and the puck landed directly on my stick. I was able to do a wrap around move, and stuff it behind his left pad. I hollered excitedly and my teammates squished me into a team hug. We have a lot of bromance. “WE WON! WE WON!” I exclaimed and hats were raining onto the ice.

                                    I was helping clean up the hats when I looked up and saw she wasn’t wearing the lucky hat she always wears. I looked down and it was on the blade of my stick, with some writing on the inside.

 

                  I love u

 

                  I smiled before skating over to the bench. “Hey coach, can I borrow a pen please?” He looked at me oddly, but smiled at me. “Yea sure Sid. Great game tonight.” He handed me the pen and I eagerly wrote inside.

I luv u 2. It was all 4 u.

 

I skated back over and tossed it over the glass to her. She easily cut it and read what was inside it before her face erupted into a smile. She mouthed the words, “I love you” before putting the hat back on. Marc came over and tapped the glass before screaming “YOU’RE HOT VERO!”. We skated away together laughing.

 

                  He looked at me in the eye. “Good move on not choosing a bar to beat that guy up.