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Chapter 12
CHARLIE'S P.O.V
I looked toward Adam as though asking him for any kind of explanation towards Julie's rather weird behavior just then. Adam looked straight back at me as if to say don't ask me.
"C'mon Banks, lets go get a shower then we'll sort her out". I told him shaking my head as we exited our dorm.
I couldn't figure out what was wrong with her. God admitting that you had injured yourself wasn't anything to be ashamed of. Keeping it a secret was down right dangerous especially if you're the goalie for an ice hockey team. She used her right hand the most to stop the puck. I knew that if neither myself or Adam could convince her into going to the hospital to have it checked out, we would have to tell Coach. Adam understood this more than anyone through his own trial and error. Without even saying a word we both seemed to understand that we shouldn't tell the rest of team just yet. Mainly because we didn't want to make Julie feel like we were ganging up on her.
Just as I stepped out of the shower cubical, Adam was just drying his hair and combing it into place whilst looking in the mirror. He always did that after a shower. Normally he didn't care but after a shower he seemed to have to comb his hair into a certain style.
"So what do you think we ought to do about Jules"? I asked pulling me socks and trainers on.
"I don't think knowing Jules, that she'd go willingly to the hospital. Not in the mood she's in now". Adam replied.
"Why would she hide it though"? I thought out aloud.
"Probably because she didn't want us to treat her like she was ill, pretty much like we were doing back there and she doesn't want any special treatment just because she's one of two girls on a boys team".
"We don't treat her any different to anyone of the guys though".
"Not normally but like at the stag night, we all jumped to her defense because she was a girl, had it been Fulton or Portman we wouldn't have given it a second thought".
"That's only because we see her as our sister, Portman and Fulton take care of themselves, I'd have done the same had it been Goldberg, Russ, Averman or even you and you can take care of yourself". I argued my point.
"I know that and you know that, but think of it from Julie's point of view. Whenever we stick up for each other that's just plain old backing your team mates up but when we do it to her, she feels like it's because she's a girl and we all think she can't stick up for herself". Adam retorted.
"S'pose". I agreed heading for the door.
JULIE'S P.O.V
What the hell was wrong with me? What was with the defensiveness all of a sudden? My hand was throbbing since Charlie and Adam had made me move it, the bruising was awful and the swelling was enhanced by the colour. I had never felt as though I'd had to hide anything like this before, hell I was the one who forced Adam into owning up to his injury back in high school when his wrist was playing up due to all the stick drills he'd been running.
I had been careful all day yesterday and the day before not to wash off the makeup, I'd even revitalized it with my own to stop everyone from noticing it. Why was I feeling the way I was? God all they were doing was looking out for their team mate and I had thrown it back in their faces. I knew Adam and Charlie wouldn't let it rest until I had it checked out and then I would hear the last of it.
Finally something deep inside told me to get out and get out now. I spontaneously listened to my inner self, grabbed my wallet and shoved it into the back pocket of my jeans then headed for the door.
"Where you going Cat lady"? I vaguely heard Russ ask as I crossed the room.
"I'll be back later". I replied, knowing I was leaving confused faces behind me, but also knowing that they wouldn't think to follow.
I couldn't ever remember rushing to do something as much as I was now. I couldn't decide whether it was panic taking over of whether it was just the need to get away before Charlie or Adam came after me as they always did. The first bus that came I jumped on, not caring where it was headed, luckily it dropped me off in the middle of town where I jumped on another headed for the ER. As I sat watching the buildings zoom past, I couldn't help but wonder why I was doing this to myself, to the others. I felt out of control as though someone other than myself was pushing me into doing everything, before I knew it, I was stepping off the bus and contemplating whether I should go into the building that sat directly in front of me.
CHARLIE'S P.O.V
I walked into the dorm room, noticing everyone was sat watching cartoons, well everyone except Julie. I turned to Adam and looked at him. On the way down the corridor from the shower room, we had decided he'd be the best to talk Julie around. He handed me his stuff and headed to her room.
"Wouldn't bother with that man". Fulton told him as he reached for the bag of chips from the coffee table.
"Why"? Adam turned sharply.
"She went out about 5 minutes ago". Russ replied sensing the sharpness in Adam's voice. "What's up"?
"Where'd she go"? I went and stood in front of sofa.
"Dunno, she just said she'd be back later". Averman joined in.
"You gonna tell us what's wrong or what"? Portman said bluntly obviously noticing the look myself and Adam shared.
"She's been hiding an injury and we noticed it before went to shower". I told them.
"What injury"? Ken joined in.
"Her hand, we think she broke it when she punched Paul". Adam told them.
"Well why would she hide it"? Fulton asked reaching to turn the TV off.
After explaining everything which took up a good ten minutes to do. We all set off to go and look for her. We knew she wouldn't do anything totally stupid but the way she'd been acting recently didn't exactly erase any worrying thoughts from our minds. I could tell Adam knew something, but didn't want to push him. I couldn't deal with two of my team go deranged.
Well tell me what you think!! PLEASE R&R!!!!!!!
Chapter 12
CHARLIE'S P.O.V
I looked toward Adam as though asking him for any kind of explanation towards Julie's rather weird behavior just then. Adam looked straight back at me as if to say don't ask me.
"C'mon Banks, lets go get a shower then we'll sort her out". I told him shaking my head as we exited our dorm.
I couldn't figure out what was wrong with her. God admitting that you had injured yourself wasn't anything to be ashamed of. Keeping it a secret was down right dangerous especially if you're the goalie for an ice hockey team. She used her right hand the most to stop the puck. I knew that if neither myself or Adam could convince her into going to the hospital to have it checked out, we would have to tell Coach. Adam understood this more than anyone through his own trial and error. Without even saying a word we both seemed to understand that we shouldn't tell the rest of team just yet. Mainly because we didn't want to make Julie feel like we were ganging up on her.
Just as I stepped out of the shower cubical, Adam was just drying his hair and combing it into place whilst looking in the mirror. He always did that after a shower. Normally he didn't care but after a shower he seemed to have to comb his hair into a certain style.
"So what do you think we ought to do about Jules"? I asked pulling me socks and trainers on.
"I don't think knowing Jules, that she'd go willingly to the hospital. Not in the mood she's in now". Adam replied.
"Why would she hide it though"? I thought out aloud.
"Probably because she didn't want us to treat her like she was ill, pretty much like we were doing back there and she doesn't want any special treatment just because she's one of two girls on a boys team".
"We don't treat her any different to anyone of the guys though".
"Not normally but like at the stag night, we all jumped to her defense because she was a girl, had it been Fulton or Portman we wouldn't have given it a second thought".
"That's only because we see her as our sister, Portman and Fulton take care of themselves, I'd have done the same had it been Goldberg, Russ, Averman or even you and you can take care of yourself". I argued my point.
"I know that and you know that, but think of it from Julie's point of view. Whenever we stick up for each other that's just plain old backing your team mates up but when we do it to her, she feels like it's because she's a girl and we all think she can't stick up for herself". Adam retorted.
"S'pose". I agreed heading for the door.
JULIE'S P.O.V
What the hell was wrong with me? What was with the defensiveness all of a sudden? My hand was throbbing since Charlie and Adam had made me move it, the bruising was awful and the swelling was enhanced by the colour. I had never felt as though I'd had to hide anything like this before, hell I was the one who forced Adam into owning up to his injury back in high school when his wrist was playing up due to all the stick drills he'd been running.
I had been careful all day yesterday and the day before not to wash off the makeup, I'd even revitalized it with my own to stop everyone from noticing it. Why was I feeling the way I was? God all they were doing was looking out for their team mate and I had thrown it back in their faces. I knew Adam and Charlie wouldn't let it rest until I had it checked out and then I would hear the last of it.
Finally something deep inside told me to get out and get out now. I spontaneously listened to my inner self, grabbed my wallet and shoved it into the back pocket of my jeans then headed for the door.
"Where you going Cat lady"? I vaguely heard Russ ask as I crossed the room.
"I'll be back later". I replied, knowing I was leaving confused faces behind me, but also knowing that they wouldn't think to follow.
I couldn't ever remember rushing to do something as much as I was now. I couldn't decide whether it was panic taking over of whether it was just the need to get away before Charlie or Adam came after me as they always did. The first bus that came I jumped on, not caring where it was headed, luckily it dropped me off in the middle of town where I jumped on another headed for the ER. As I sat watching the buildings zoom past, I couldn't help but wonder why I was doing this to myself, to the others. I felt out of control as though someone other than myself was pushing me into doing everything, before I knew it, I was stepping off the bus and contemplating whether I should go into the building that sat directly in front of me.
CHARLIE'S P.O.V
I walked into the dorm room, noticing everyone was sat watching cartoons, well everyone except Julie. I turned to Adam and looked at him. On the way down the corridor from the shower room, we had decided he'd be the best to talk Julie around. He handed me his stuff and headed to her room.
"Wouldn't bother with that man". Fulton told him as he reached for the bag of chips from the coffee table.
"Why"? Adam turned sharply.
"She went out about 5 minutes ago". Russ replied sensing the sharpness in Adam's voice. "What's up"?
"Where'd she go"? I went and stood in front of sofa.
"Dunno, she just said she'd be back later". Averman joined in.
"You gonna tell us what's wrong or what"? Portman said bluntly obviously noticing the look myself and Adam shared.
"She's been hiding an injury and we noticed it before went to shower". I told them.
"What injury"? Ken joined in.
"Her hand, we think she broke it when she punched Paul". Adam told them.
"Well why would she hide it"? Fulton asked reaching to turn the TV off.
After explaining everything which took up a good ten minutes to do. We all set off to go and look for her. We knew she wouldn't do anything totally stupid but the way she'd been acting recently didn't exactly erase any worrying thoughts from our minds. I could tell Adam knew something, but didn't want to push him. I couldn't deal with two of my team go deranged.
Well tell me what you think!! PLEASE R&R!!!!!!!