Chapter seven

I'll tell you my dirty little secret

The whole family thanks giving thing hadn't gone well.

None of the Mercer's could stomach a meal without their beloved mother sitting at the head of the table. So instead all of them found themselves carrying Hockey sticks, dressed with layers of clothes and waltzing down the streets.

"It's too cold man!" Angel panted, rubbing his gloved hands together as if it would help.

"I second that" Bec winced as a fresh gust of wind caught her hair and splayed it out across her flushed face.

"Oh c'mon ladies, where's y'all since of fun, we haven't had a game like this in forever, I miss the smell of fear!" Anya laughed linking arms with Jack.

"Haven't you forgotten who we're versing, hmmm missy?" Bec asked.

"No, I haven't that's what makes it all the more exciting!"

"Alright, would y'all pansy's suck it up, we're here" Bobby said, flinging his bag down beside the bleaches and proceeding to force his skates on.

"Whoop-eee!" Bec smirked, following suit and tying up her shoes.

Anya, who was already on the ice by the time everyone else was finished, was instantly tackled by adrenalin pumped Bec, both girls soared across the ice and hit the opposing rink wall.

"Fuck, jesus, if I get breast cancer from that!" Anya laughed, hoisting herself just in time to see the other team clear the snow logged hill.

"Here they come" she muttered knowing that this was more then just a pleasant afternoon game. Tightening her grip on the hockey stick she glided over circling Jack then taking her place beside Bobby.

"Let's show these guys some fucking skills!" Bec roared throwing her stick up in the air and letting out a war cry to rival that of any man's.

The other team lead by James then followed by his two brothers, Dermont and Freddy who were equally if not more greasy then their older brother, skated onto the ice, flicking their cigarette buds onto the alabaster snow.

James skated foreword Bobby replying the gesture sailed towards him.

"James"

"Bobbby."

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Anya saw the look of rage the morphed onto Jack's face, she could tell he remembered.

"Jackie?" she whispered, skating over to him.

"Yeh?" he replied.

"I love you" she urged. He looked back at her eyes furrowed and hidden behind dark eyebrows.

"Did you know?"

"Jack don't" she whispered.

"Don't what, ANYA, don't whatt?"

"Do this!"

"You fucked him right, you were screaming his fuckin' name, and now you'll be this close to him and I get to watch all over again as he gets what is MINE!"

"You self righteous…" she began.

"Oh stop making yourself into the fucking victim, Anya, I've had enough ok?"

"Fine!"

"Fine!" he replied.

"Let's play some fucking Hockey then, you ASS HOLE!" she seethed skating towards Bec.

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"May the best man win."

"Suck it, James, lets play some fucking hockey!" Bobby yelped, flinging the puck from his pocket onto the glass like surface.

"ASS!" James roared, as Bobby raced off towards his goal area.

"Check him Dermont, goddammit!" James hissed hightailing after Bobby the chips of ice spraying up into Jack's face as he chased after the pair.

The game escalated quickly, so much so that the blood was more noticeable then the ice underfoot.

Jack sported a mauled fist and a bruised jaw line.

Bobby a few superficial cuts that leaked blood every so often.

Angel would feel the affects of a knee to the abdomen in later hours, Jerry who wasn't into any of this had no injuries to call his on, mainly 'cos he hadn't inflicted any.

The two most banged up ones where Anya and Bec. Both girls had suffered the wrath of James's three girl cousins. All where an unbelievable 6'foot tall, broad shoulders and basically had physics most men would kill to have.

"Jesus, if I find a cock in her pants I wouldn't be fucking surprised!" Anya hissed, spitting out a mouthful of blood and saliva.

"Fuck!" Bec roared, checking Dermont viciously into the wall. Anya followed with an impressive thud, as Freddy's cheek merged with the plastic.

Bec grinned, ripping of her gloves she stuck her hand in her mouth and pulled out a back molar " Jesus, that's guna hurt in the morning!" she whimpered, discarding the tooth into the snow.

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Bobby watched angrily as Jerry continued to talk on his cell phone.

Skating over he grabbed it and threw it on the ice, flicking it a good 7 meters out of range. "Get your head outta your ass Jerry!" he scolded, skating away amidst screams of fury from the usually cool Jeremiah.

Jack slammed his opponent up against the wall feeling happy at the grunts of pain "that was weak!" he heard Bobby cry.

"Damit Bobby" he yelled, slicing across the rink Dermont set in his sights.

Maneuvering slowly beside Dermont he managed to hit him hard enough to steal the puck away, hearing Bobby mouth off again he roared back "Shut up man!"

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Bec smirked at Jack's anger, when would he learn not to retaliate.

She swirled around the ice beginning to tire of the game and letting her thoughts wander when she was cruelly brought down to earth.

She hit the ground feeling her arm bend behind her back "mother fucker.." she moaned glaring up at James.

"You ass, why would you do that?" she cried, biting back the pain.

"Make sure Anya and I have our little conversation it's well over due!"

Bec got to her feet, nobody had noticed the little incident, well she hoped they hadn't.

"Fuck you; I wouldn't sell her out for nothin'!"

James stared back "I'll get you both then"

"I wouldn't bet on it friend" she snarled, pushing him threateningly with her stick. He pushed back.

"Fuck you, who do you, think you are?"

"A girl who's going to pummel the shit outta you!" she answered, throwing off her gloves.

"I ain't guna fight no girl!"

"I'll just make you then!" she replied, hooking him impressively in the jaw. Skating closer she caught him in the abdomen.

"Ass."

"Bitch!" he gargled, righting himself and catching the base of her hair, twirling Bec around so that she was cemented to his form. He sneered at her as she struggled; slowly he skated backwards, towards the covered park yonder.

"You tell Anya to come see me, or I'll have to do something about that little secret of yours namely get rid of it for you." he smiled into her hair.

Bec felt the breath catch in her throat "I got nothing to hide."

He chuckled into her ear "Oh Becky, don't play coy" James rubbed her stomach luxuriously.

Bec felt the smooth ice give way to the crunch of the snow, and she new that no one could see her now.

"No…." she begged to un-listening ears.