~* All right nobody understands why Banks is so upset and crying, so I'll explain. How would you feel if your boyfriend told you, you were spoiled and only he would ever love you, and then forced himself on you? Not good I'd imagine. That's what Adam's going through.*~
Adam's POV
Charlie didn't really force me that night; at least that's what I've been telling myself since then. I never actually said 'no', I didn't even put up a fight, I know from personal experience it's easier just to let Charlie have what he wants. I mean I know I could've fought him off, we're about the same size and since I'm still playing hockey and he's not, I'm in better shape. But I didn't do that either, I simply resisted a little, you know. I figured if he really cared about me he'd notice, realize I wasn't into it and give it a rest. He didn't, just kept going until he was done. I cried myself to sleep that night, cried because it was such a hopeless situation. There wasn't really anything he could do that would make me stop caring about him, but he was working on my stopping loving him. It seemed as if I really didn't matter at all, he only felt for me when it was convenient.
Charlie Conway never ceased to amaze me though, when I woke up the morning in place of my boyfriend beside me was a card. It must have been the sappiest Hallmark he could find. Corny but probably the nicest thing he'd ever done for me. I smiled to myself and sat up, leaning against my headboard. The door opened with a bang as Charlie with arms loaded, kicked it.
"Oh good you're up?" He grinned at me dumping the contents of his arms onto the desk.
"Mmm, smells great. What did you get?" I noticed the side of the bags read Caribou Coffee. Instantly, my stomach growled.
"Well I got ya coffee, hazelnut with two sugars and extra cream." He pulled the Styrofoam cup out of the cardboard holder. " And I got an assortment of muffins, croissants and donuts because I didn't know what you wanted. Did you get your card?"
"Yes I did that was truly sweet of you."
"I'm really sorry you know." He sounded sincere; maybe that was just what I wanted to hear.
"I know you are Charlie." I desired a subject change more then anything else "Did you get any cranberry scones?"
"I did. But ya gotta gimme a kiss before you can have it."
"Blackmail for my breakfast? That's low even for you Spazway."
"Yeah well…"
I could feel the bright pink color flooding my face again. I could never stay mad at him, especially when he was being so wonderful with me. I tossed my blankets to the floor and hopped up from my bed. My palms went to the sides of his face and my lips swept his softly.
"That was cheap." He laughed when my hands fell and I stepped back. Which caused me to give him that look that wrestling guy does. What's his name, the dude with the eyes brow? Oh that's right the 'Rock'.
"Excuse me, my kisses are not cheap."
"That one was."
"You want a better one?"
"Duh."
I was about to pin him to the wall and molest him when the phone rang. Charlie went to answer it so I decided to get dressed. I hoped whoever was on the other line was happy knowing they killed the mood.
"Who was that?" I questioned as he hung up.
"Fulton, he wants to hit the gym. He's still pretty down about Portman going to school in Chicago. I'm gonna go with him, you wanna come?" He rubbed my back gently as I pulled my tee shirt off preparing to put on my black polo shirt.
"Can't I got practice." I cringed waiting for the harsh browbeating that was set to come. It didn't though.
"Oh, well hey he also said all the in state Ducks are going to the pond to skate a bit tonight. You are gonna be able to make that right?"
"I wouldn't miss it." I grabbed my gear, threw the bag over my shoulder, picked up my coffee and was halfway out the door before I was yanked back.
"You didn't give me, my real kiss yet."
I shook my head and crushed my mouth to his for a good ninety seconds, "Can I go now?"
"Yeah." With that I left.
When I got back from practice Charlie had already returned for working out with Fulton and the room stunk like sweat.
"Didn't you shower?" I crinkled my nose dropping my back to the floor
"Nah, it's no fun without you." You know for somebody that was straight before we got together he had a definite obsession with the sex part of our relationship. "Besides I thought you liked it when I smelled all rugged and manly."
"Rugged and manly yes, like a dirty gym sock no."
"I'm insulted." He brought his hand to his heart in false hurt.
"Oh poor you, get over it."
"You ready to get goin'?"
"I'm not the one that smells like the locker room." I teased.
"Okay, okay, I'll take a shower first." He grabbed his towel retreating to the bathroom.
We climbed into his Nissan later that night after dumping our bags in the trunk. Unfortunately we didn't get out of the parking spot before some of the other players came over to my window. I really couldn't tell you what they wanted, but I know whatever they said pissed Charlie off. Not that him being angry was anything new lately.
"Look guys Banks and I have some place to be so why don't you screw off." With that he jammed the stick into reverse and squealed out of the lot.
"Alright Charlie that was childish." I snapped turning to face out the window.
"What, we don't have a place to be?"
"Stop it Charlie. You know what I mean. Just because I have friends now that aren't the Ducks that doesn't give you the right to be a royal dick."
"I'm being a royal dick? Oh go to hell Banks, the only reason those guys even talk to you is because of hockey."
I slumped down in my seat and sighed. He really knew how to make me feel low. Lower then I'd ever felt in my life. Even when I was stuck on varsity and all the whole JV hated me. We reached the pond a few minutes later after spending the rest of the ride in silence. I got out and walked over to the side of the frozen pond and sat on the edge of the water, putting on my skates. Charlie's hand came down on my shoulder as he dropped down next to me.
"Hey, look sorry I over reacted on the way over." Sorry, if he says he's sorry one more time I'll kill him. "Can we not mention this?"
"Fine, whatever." I got up on my skates and took off onto the ice.
"You and Charlie look so cute together." Connie gushed looking over at my angry boyfriend as he stood off to the side talking to Averman and Goldberg.
"Thanks." I grumbled skating off abruptly falling over Guy, knocking us both to the ground.
"Adam Banks you get off my man right now." Connie put her hands on her hips and glared but I could hear the laughter in her voice.
"Oh come on Cons, Banksie's got nice lips, I bet he's a better kisser then you." Guy laughed still pinned beneath me.
"Wouldn't you like to find out?" I giggled giving him a seductive stare and getting up
"Hey Adam's let's get going." Charlie gripped my elbow tightly and I knew not to argue.
"What the hell was that?" He screamed as we were careening down the sleepy Minnesota streets.
"What was what?" I put on my innocent face as if I didn't know why we was yelling.
"Flirting with Guy. God Banks you're a regular male slut aren't you?"
"Now you think I'm fucking around on you with Germaine? Do you even think about what you're saying before you say it? You sound ridiculous and this is ludicrous."
We were still fighting when we made our way into the dorm; well we were actually standing in the hallway trying to get the door open when he dropped the bomb.
"You're not to hang out with Guy anymore."
"One minute I can't hang out with the rest of the hockey team, now I can't hang out with one of the Ducks. That's insane and I'm not giving up my friends Conway."
"Would you rather give up me?" That was low, below the belt, but he knew it would work. I'd give up anything to keep him in my life, he'd make sure of that.
"Alright Charlie, you win. I won't hang out with them anymore. I'll go to practice and I'll come home and that'll be it."
"That's good, I don't like sharing you. I'm going to bed, you wanna coming?" Charlie shoved the door open.
"I'll be in, in a second." As he closed the door between us I sunk to the floor in despair, but I wouldn't cry. I refused to cry this time I just wanted to die.
Adam's POV
Charlie didn't really force me that night; at least that's what I've been telling myself since then. I never actually said 'no', I didn't even put up a fight, I know from personal experience it's easier just to let Charlie have what he wants. I mean I know I could've fought him off, we're about the same size and since I'm still playing hockey and he's not, I'm in better shape. But I didn't do that either, I simply resisted a little, you know. I figured if he really cared about me he'd notice, realize I wasn't into it and give it a rest. He didn't, just kept going until he was done. I cried myself to sleep that night, cried because it was such a hopeless situation. There wasn't really anything he could do that would make me stop caring about him, but he was working on my stopping loving him. It seemed as if I really didn't matter at all, he only felt for me when it was convenient.
Charlie Conway never ceased to amaze me though, when I woke up the morning in place of my boyfriend beside me was a card. It must have been the sappiest Hallmark he could find. Corny but probably the nicest thing he'd ever done for me. I smiled to myself and sat up, leaning against my headboard. The door opened with a bang as Charlie with arms loaded, kicked it.
"Oh good you're up?" He grinned at me dumping the contents of his arms onto the desk.
"Mmm, smells great. What did you get?" I noticed the side of the bags read Caribou Coffee. Instantly, my stomach growled.
"Well I got ya coffee, hazelnut with two sugars and extra cream." He pulled the Styrofoam cup out of the cardboard holder. " And I got an assortment of muffins, croissants and donuts because I didn't know what you wanted. Did you get your card?"
"Yes I did that was truly sweet of you."
"I'm really sorry you know." He sounded sincere; maybe that was just what I wanted to hear.
"I know you are Charlie." I desired a subject change more then anything else "Did you get any cranberry scones?"
"I did. But ya gotta gimme a kiss before you can have it."
"Blackmail for my breakfast? That's low even for you Spazway."
"Yeah well…"
I could feel the bright pink color flooding my face again. I could never stay mad at him, especially when he was being so wonderful with me. I tossed my blankets to the floor and hopped up from my bed. My palms went to the sides of his face and my lips swept his softly.
"That was cheap." He laughed when my hands fell and I stepped back. Which caused me to give him that look that wrestling guy does. What's his name, the dude with the eyes brow? Oh that's right the 'Rock'.
"Excuse me, my kisses are not cheap."
"That one was."
"You want a better one?"
"Duh."
I was about to pin him to the wall and molest him when the phone rang. Charlie went to answer it so I decided to get dressed. I hoped whoever was on the other line was happy knowing they killed the mood.
"Who was that?" I questioned as he hung up.
"Fulton, he wants to hit the gym. He's still pretty down about Portman going to school in Chicago. I'm gonna go with him, you wanna come?" He rubbed my back gently as I pulled my tee shirt off preparing to put on my black polo shirt.
"Can't I got practice." I cringed waiting for the harsh browbeating that was set to come. It didn't though.
"Oh, well hey he also said all the in state Ducks are going to the pond to skate a bit tonight. You are gonna be able to make that right?"
"I wouldn't miss it." I grabbed my gear, threw the bag over my shoulder, picked up my coffee and was halfway out the door before I was yanked back.
"You didn't give me, my real kiss yet."
I shook my head and crushed my mouth to his for a good ninety seconds, "Can I go now?"
"Yeah." With that I left.
When I got back from practice Charlie had already returned for working out with Fulton and the room stunk like sweat.
"Didn't you shower?" I crinkled my nose dropping my back to the floor
"Nah, it's no fun without you." You know for somebody that was straight before we got together he had a definite obsession with the sex part of our relationship. "Besides I thought you liked it when I smelled all rugged and manly."
"Rugged and manly yes, like a dirty gym sock no."
"I'm insulted." He brought his hand to his heart in false hurt.
"Oh poor you, get over it."
"You ready to get goin'?"
"I'm not the one that smells like the locker room." I teased.
"Okay, okay, I'll take a shower first." He grabbed his towel retreating to the bathroom.
We climbed into his Nissan later that night after dumping our bags in the trunk. Unfortunately we didn't get out of the parking spot before some of the other players came over to my window. I really couldn't tell you what they wanted, but I know whatever they said pissed Charlie off. Not that him being angry was anything new lately.
"Look guys Banks and I have some place to be so why don't you screw off." With that he jammed the stick into reverse and squealed out of the lot.
"Alright Charlie that was childish." I snapped turning to face out the window.
"What, we don't have a place to be?"
"Stop it Charlie. You know what I mean. Just because I have friends now that aren't the Ducks that doesn't give you the right to be a royal dick."
"I'm being a royal dick? Oh go to hell Banks, the only reason those guys even talk to you is because of hockey."
I slumped down in my seat and sighed. He really knew how to make me feel low. Lower then I'd ever felt in my life. Even when I was stuck on varsity and all the whole JV hated me. We reached the pond a few minutes later after spending the rest of the ride in silence. I got out and walked over to the side of the frozen pond and sat on the edge of the water, putting on my skates. Charlie's hand came down on my shoulder as he dropped down next to me.
"Hey, look sorry I over reacted on the way over." Sorry, if he says he's sorry one more time I'll kill him. "Can we not mention this?"
"Fine, whatever." I got up on my skates and took off onto the ice.
"You and Charlie look so cute together." Connie gushed looking over at my angry boyfriend as he stood off to the side talking to Averman and Goldberg.
"Thanks." I grumbled skating off abruptly falling over Guy, knocking us both to the ground.
"Adam Banks you get off my man right now." Connie put her hands on her hips and glared but I could hear the laughter in her voice.
"Oh come on Cons, Banksie's got nice lips, I bet he's a better kisser then you." Guy laughed still pinned beneath me.
"Wouldn't you like to find out?" I giggled giving him a seductive stare and getting up
"Hey Adam's let's get going." Charlie gripped my elbow tightly and I knew not to argue.
"What the hell was that?" He screamed as we were careening down the sleepy Minnesota streets.
"What was what?" I put on my innocent face as if I didn't know why we was yelling.
"Flirting with Guy. God Banks you're a regular male slut aren't you?"
"Now you think I'm fucking around on you with Germaine? Do you even think about what you're saying before you say it? You sound ridiculous and this is ludicrous."
We were still fighting when we made our way into the dorm; well we were actually standing in the hallway trying to get the door open when he dropped the bomb.
"You're not to hang out with Guy anymore."
"One minute I can't hang out with the rest of the hockey team, now I can't hang out with one of the Ducks. That's insane and I'm not giving up my friends Conway."
"Would you rather give up me?" That was low, below the belt, but he knew it would work. I'd give up anything to keep him in my life, he'd make sure of that.
"Alright Charlie, you win. I won't hang out with them anymore. I'll go to practice and I'll come home and that'll be it."
"That's good, I don't like sharing you. I'm going to bed, you wanna coming?" Charlie shoved the door open.
"I'll be in, in a second." As he closed the door between us I sunk to the floor in despair, but I wouldn't cry. I refused to cry this time I just wanted to die.