I rushed into the arena was blazing speed that even Mendoza would be
jealous of. I was meeting the girl of my dreams and I was going to get her
no matter what. I rushed to put on my skates, fumbling with the laces in
the change room. My brain and my fingers weren't quite connected at the
moment. My brain was thinking of how to impress her while my fingers
decided to tie my laces into knots.
I rushed to the ice to see her sitting in the penalty box. I stepped onto the ice and rushed towards her. I hopped off the ice and sat beside her quickly.
"Hey." I whispered to her, wishing I had the nerve to grab her by the shoulders and kiss her like she had never been kissed before. Unfortunately a voice in the back of my head decided not to go with that approach, for fear of getting hurt, physically. For some reason, I figured that a skate in the groin with picks; is never EVER a good thing.
She nodded in reply and took a deep breath. "We need to talk."
"About. . ."
Her eyes met mine. They were sad and lonely like a lost puppy on the street. "You."
I sighed. "We need to talk about you too."
Josie shook her head. "Adam, that's the problem, that's all we ever do and look where it has got us."
I smiled. "Well, I'm quite enjoying where we are right now. I'm enjoying sharing the penalty box with you. All we could possibly need now in a hot chocolate."
She turned her face away from mine. "Don't try and laugh this off. This is serious."
I bit my lip. My humor seems to come at the worst of times. I shifted on the bench and looked at her hair. It looked so much nicer brown instead of that bleak black color.
She swallowed. "Do you have that picture of us? The one you showed me during class?"
I nodded and reached into my coat pocket and pulled it out and handed it to her. I looked out onto the ice. This was the exact spot she was went she took it. I was over to my right skating around the net, which was still in place, ready for next practice.
She held it so I could see it also as she looked down at it. "This isn't real Adam." She whispered. I heard her sniff softly. "It isn't."
I blinked nervously my eyes darting to her face, which was shielded from my gaze by a curtain of hair. "It is real. You were right here and I was over. . ."
"No Adam!" She yelped, her voice beginning to choke up. "No matter how much we want it, no matter what we do Adam, we could never have this. It's fake." She shook the picture gently. "We can't help but cause each other pain. I love you too much to let myself cause you pain, okay Adam?" She brushed her hair behind her ear and stared me in the eyes, while hers began to brim with tears. "Adam I'm doing this for you."
My breathing began to get heavy as I felt tears prick my eyelids like hundreds of needles. She was causing more pain now than what she ever could if we were together. I licked my lips. "Well don't! I don't want it. I want you."
She shook her head and stood up. "Adam please; please don't."
I got up and grabbed her shoulders spinning her around. "Tell me that you want this to my face. Tell me that it's over." I felt warm tears trickle down my face, leaving my cheeks cold and lonely.
She bit her quivering lip as she shook her head. "Adam, don't cry. Please, I can't. . . I can't. . ."
I quickly wrapped my arms around her squeezing her tight pulling her close to me. I sat down bring her near me as I felt her squeeze me back; her arms wrapping around my middle.
"It's over Adam." She whispered suddenly pulling away from me her eyes not meeting mine. "I'm sorry. I love you but we can't. . . I can't. . ." She picked up the picture that we had been looking at before and tore it down the middle, separating me and her. She looked down at her feet. "Wisconsin was real. I felt everything that you did but it isn't reality. Eden Hall is our reality right now and it won't work here. We'll drive each other mad." She got up and opened the little door back to the arena
I shook my head as I watched the torn picture tumble to the floor. "I would rather be crazy than without you."
"Adam, your making this so hard. . ."
I jumped up scooped up the picture grabbed her hand that was on the boards. "If it's so hard than don't leave me."
She licked her lips. "Hard things in life make character."
"Fuck character! Fuck Eden Hall! Fuck Reality!" I yelled, my voice echoing around the arena like a ghost of a past life. "I want you." I took a deep breath. "If you do this you're making a huge mistake."
A single tear rolled down her cheek as her lip quivered. "The biggest mistake in life is to constantly be afraid you will make one."
I shook my head. "But I'm not afraid. I know you're making a mistake!"
She pushed away from the boards. "And I know this is the best thing for you."
I lowered my head as she left the arena. She was gone. I skated out onto the ice and sat on the center dot. My spot. I steadied my breathing. Silence, except for my tears.
I came to get her and now she's gone.
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A/N: I know; it's very short! But I promise you this isn't over yet. PROMISE! I just didn't want to ruin the mood of this chapter by adding another scene. It would ruin the effect, so please do not yell at me for the shortness of this chapter. Next chapter will be regular chapter size and I will get it up ASAP!
REVIEW!!
~Toodles!
I rushed to the ice to see her sitting in the penalty box. I stepped onto the ice and rushed towards her. I hopped off the ice and sat beside her quickly.
"Hey." I whispered to her, wishing I had the nerve to grab her by the shoulders and kiss her like she had never been kissed before. Unfortunately a voice in the back of my head decided not to go with that approach, for fear of getting hurt, physically. For some reason, I figured that a skate in the groin with picks; is never EVER a good thing.
She nodded in reply and took a deep breath. "We need to talk."
"About. . ."
Her eyes met mine. They were sad and lonely like a lost puppy on the street. "You."
I sighed. "We need to talk about you too."
Josie shook her head. "Adam, that's the problem, that's all we ever do and look where it has got us."
I smiled. "Well, I'm quite enjoying where we are right now. I'm enjoying sharing the penalty box with you. All we could possibly need now in a hot chocolate."
She turned her face away from mine. "Don't try and laugh this off. This is serious."
I bit my lip. My humor seems to come at the worst of times. I shifted on the bench and looked at her hair. It looked so much nicer brown instead of that bleak black color.
She swallowed. "Do you have that picture of us? The one you showed me during class?"
I nodded and reached into my coat pocket and pulled it out and handed it to her. I looked out onto the ice. This was the exact spot she was went she took it. I was over to my right skating around the net, which was still in place, ready for next practice.
She held it so I could see it also as she looked down at it. "This isn't real Adam." She whispered. I heard her sniff softly. "It isn't."
I blinked nervously my eyes darting to her face, which was shielded from my gaze by a curtain of hair. "It is real. You were right here and I was over. . ."
"No Adam!" She yelped, her voice beginning to choke up. "No matter how much we want it, no matter what we do Adam, we could never have this. It's fake." She shook the picture gently. "We can't help but cause each other pain. I love you too much to let myself cause you pain, okay Adam?" She brushed her hair behind her ear and stared me in the eyes, while hers began to brim with tears. "Adam I'm doing this for you."
My breathing began to get heavy as I felt tears prick my eyelids like hundreds of needles. She was causing more pain now than what she ever could if we were together. I licked my lips. "Well don't! I don't want it. I want you."
She shook her head and stood up. "Adam please; please don't."
I got up and grabbed her shoulders spinning her around. "Tell me that you want this to my face. Tell me that it's over." I felt warm tears trickle down my face, leaving my cheeks cold and lonely.
She bit her quivering lip as she shook her head. "Adam, don't cry. Please, I can't. . . I can't. . ."
I quickly wrapped my arms around her squeezing her tight pulling her close to me. I sat down bring her near me as I felt her squeeze me back; her arms wrapping around my middle.
"It's over Adam." She whispered suddenly pulling away from me her eyes not meeting mine. "I'm sorry. I love you but we can't. . . I can't. . ." She picked up the picture that we had been looking at before and tore it down the middle, separating me and her. She looked down at her feet. "Wisconsin was real. I felt everything that you did but it isn't reality. Eden Hall is our reality right now and it won't work here. We'll drive each other mad." She got up and opened the little door back to the arena
I shook my head as I watched the torn picture tumble to the floor. "I would rather be crazy than without you."
"Adam, your making this so hard. . ."
I jumped up scooped up the picture grabbed her hand that was on the boards. "If it's so hard than don't leave me."
She licked her lips. "Hard things in life make character."
"Fuck character! Fuck Eden Hall! Fuck Reality!" I yelled, my voice echoing around the arena like a ghost of a past life. "I want you." I took a deep breath. "If you do this you're making a huge mistake."
A single tear rolled down her cheek as her lip quivered. "The biggest mistake in life is to constantly be afraid you will make one."
I shook my head. "But I'm not afraid. I know you're making a mistake!"
She pushed away from the boards. "And I know this is the best thing for you."
I lowered my head as she left the arena. She was gone. I skated out onto the ice and sat on the center dot. My spot. I steadied my breathing. Silence, except for my tears.
I came to get her and now she's gone.
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A/N: I know; it's very short! But I promise you this isn't over yet. PROMISE! I just didn't want to ruin the mood of this chapter by adding another scene. It would ruin the effect, so please do not yell at me for the shortness of this chapter. Next chapter will be regular chapter size and I will get it up ASAP!
REVIEW!!
~Toodles!