Author's Note: Hey everyone! I'm back, this is the sequel to HeartBroken, it's a short first chapter, it's sort of an introduction if you like. It's set in the future again from where the last one ended, as you'll see. Enjoy! Oh yeah, it's my birthday tomorrow! (December 22) I'm 15, I can't wait! LOL
This is for Rylie, for making me write more so she could read about her and Kyle. I miss you chookie, and Hannah, Amy, Leefa and anyone else that you've convinced to read it!
This is also for my absolute favourite reviewer, C-chan96, because she's a true Charlie believer.
Rating: PG-13 for slash references, sexual references, coarse language, and adult themes.
Disclaimers" I own nothing L but I can dream of owning Charlie, it's all written for you to read!
Chapter 1:
"Chloe! Please baby, stop moving and let me finish your hair," Katie said, exasperated.
"How long until we see Daddy?" Chloe asked impatiently, trying not to move as her mother pulled her ponytail through the elastic one last time.
"Until we see Daddy play or until we can talk to him?"
"Until we see him play."
Katie looked at her watch. "About half an hour. We still have to get there," Katie explained.
"Why isn't Luke coming?"
"Because he's still a bit young, he'd get bored," Katie told her, just before the doorbell rang.
"Hey Kyle, Rylie," Katie regretted them.
"Hey Auntie K," Kyle said lazily, strolling past her into the house.
"Hi Mrs Conway,"- Rylie smiled shyly.
"How many times do I have to tell you to call me Katie, we're both adults, and you're making me feel old," she told her.
"You are old," Kyle told her, earning himself a light slap across the back off his head from his aunt.
"Luke's already in bed, the guest bedroom is set up for the two of you, just try and keep it quiet," Katie smirked at them. "If you get hungry, or you need to keep your strength up, there's plenty of food in the kitchen, just help yourself," she said, shrugging on her jacket and grabbing her keys and bag.
"Chloe, time to go! Bye you guys, we'll see you in a few hours." Katie closed the door behind her and she and Chloe drove to the rink.
"Here?" Chloe asked, clearly unimpressed. "I play here."
"Who do you play with here?" Katie asked her.
"Daddy," Chloe shrugged off.
"Yeah, your Dad brings you here because he plays here," Katie explained to her.
"Oh." Chloe considered this for a minute. "Ok."
"Ok," Katie smiled at her, leading her inside.
~*~*~
"Mummy, I need to go to the bathroom," Chloe whinged.
Katie glanced at the clock - less than 5 minutes to go. "Can you hold on?"
"No, I hafta go."
Katie bit her lip. The game was 2-1, Ducks way, but there were still 4 minutes left, and Charlie was on.
"I'll take her," Hannah offered. Hannah was Katie's closest female friend, and her husband was on the team, which naturally was how they met.
"Oh thank you," Katie sighed, full of relief. She turned back to the game as Hannah took Chloe's hand and led her out of the reserved section. Katie clapped as their goaltender made a save and Charlie retrieved the puck and sped towards the goal.
Everything from then happened in slow motion - from out of nowhere, a Toronto player checked him hard against the boards. She gasped as Charlie hit the ice and didn't get back up on his skates. She stood as his team-mates gathered around him, and when the medics started to make their way onto the ice she bolted past Hannah and Chloe down to the side of the rink as they brought him off.
"What's wrong, what's happening," she questioned the medics urgently.
"Family only," she was told.
"I'm his wife!"
"We're taking him to the hospital ma'am. If you could make your way there, we should know more," the other one explained.
"Is he going to be ok?" She begged.
"We can't say anything yet ma'am, I'm sorry," he told her.
Katie watched tearfully as they wheeled him away. "He's going to be ok," she told herself, "he has to be."
This is for Rylie, for making me write more so she could read about her and Kyle. I miss you chookie, and Hannah, Amy, Leefa and anyone else that you've convinced to read it!
This is also for my absolute favourite reviewer, C-chan96, because she's a true Charlie believer.
Rating: PG-13 for slash references, sexual references, coarse language, and adult themes.
Disclaimers" I own nothing L but I can dream of owning Charlie, it's all written for you to read!
Chapter 1:
"Chloe! Please baby, stop moving and let me finish your hair," Katie said, exasperated.
"How long until we see Daddy?" Chloe asked impatiently, trying not to move as her mother pulled her ponytail through the elastic one last time.
"Until we see Daddy play or until we can talk to him?"
"Until we see him play."
Katie looked at her watch. "About half an hour. We still have to get there," Katie explained.
"Why isn't Luke coming?"
"Because he's still a bit young, he'd get bored," Katie told her, just before the doorbell rang.
"Hey Kyle, Rylie," Katie regretted them.
"Hey Auntie K," Kyle said lazily, strolling past her into the house.
"Hi Mrs Conway,"- Rylie smiled shyly.
"How many times do I have to tell you to call me Katie, we're both adults, and you're making me feel old," she told her.
"You are old," Kyle told her, earning himself a light slap across the back off his head from his aunt.
"Luke's already in bed, the guest bedroom is set up for the two of you, just try and keep it quiet," Katie smirked at them. "If you get hungry, or you need to keep your strength up, there's plenty of food in the kitchen, just help yourself," she said, shrugging on her jacket and grabbing her keys and bag.
"Chloe, time to go! Bye you guys, we'll see you in a few hours." Katie closed the door behind her and she and Chloe drove to the rink.
"Here?" Chloe asked, clearly unimpressed. "I play here."
"Who do you play with here?" Katie asked her.
"Daddy," Chloe shrugged off.
"Yeah, your Dad brings you here because he plays here," Katie explained to her.
"Oh." Chloe considered this for a minute. "Ok."
"Ok," Katie smiled at her, leading her inside.
~*~*~
"Mummy, I need to go to the bathroom," Chloe whinged.
Katie glanced at the clock - less than 5 minutes to go. "Can you hold on?"
"No, I hafta go."
Katie bit her lip. The game was 2-1, Ducks way, but there were still 4 minutes left, and Charlie was on.
"I'll take her," Hannah offered. Hannah was Katie's closest female friend, and her husband was on the team, which naturally was how they met.
"Oh thank you," Katie sighed, full of relief. She turned back to the game as Hannah took Chloe's hand and led her out of the reserved section. Katie clapped as their goaltender made a save and Charlie retrieved the puck and sped towards the goal.
Everything from then happened in slow motion - from out of nowhere, a Toronto player checked him hard against the boards. She gasped as Charlie hit the ice and didn't get back up on his skates. She stood as his team-mates gathered around him, and when the medics started to make their way onto the ice she bolted past Hannah and Chloe down to the side of the rink as they brought him off.
"What's wrong, what's happening," she questioned the medics urgently.
"Family only," she was told.
"I'm his wife!"
"We're taking him to the hospital ma'am. If you could make your way there, we should know more," the other one explained.
"Is he going to be ok?" She begged.
"We can't say anything yet ma'am, I'm sorry," he told her.
Katie watched tearfully as they wheeled him away. "He's going to be ok," she told herself, "he has to be."