Chapter 11

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Katelyn's POV

austonmatthews: you're looking at the NHLs point leader

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austonmatthews: you're looking at the NHLs point leader

marner_93: that's my guy

Of course I ignored Auston's Instagram post. I'm not sure what's going through Patrick's head but he hasn't been playing his best. The media went crazy when he had a shot at an empty net for an extra point but he passed it away. Almost like he's giving Auston the point leadership.

I've been living here in my shitty apartment for 3 weeks. No one has made an effort to contact me except for Erica when she's talking about her wedding which is sadly within the next week.

"Mail for Kane." The mail person knocked on my door.

"That's me." I opened the door taking the mail from him. "Magazine, magazine, bill..." I read through the mail. "Money?"

Inside my stack of mail was an envelope with my name hand written on the outside. I opened it to reveal $500. Of course this has to be Patrick. He definitely doesn't think I can do this on my own.

I started my journey towards Patrick's apartment to tell him I don't need his money.

I knocked on his door but there was no response. I banged harder. "Patrick open the damn door."

Patrick opened the door but he stood in the doorway so I couldn't get in.

"Get the hell out of my way." I pushed him and made myself inside. "I don't need your stupid money. I can do this by myself." I threw the $500 onto his counter.

He stood at the doorway with his arms crossed. "Wasn't me."

"Ohhh yeah 'wasn't me'" I mocked him.

My head jerked over to the door when I heard a key being put in from the outside. The door opened and a girl appeared.

"Who the hell are you?" She yelled walking up to me angrily.

"I could ask you the same thing!" I said stepping closer. We were inches apart.

"Why don't you get the fuck out of here." She snarled.

I looked at Patrick. "You're pathetic."

"This is my sister. Chill." Patrick cut in between us. She backed down. "Can you give us some time?" She nodded and left the apartment.

Patrick and I stood there in silence.

"What?" He finally said.

"You..." I started but it would take a lot more strength to come out. "You gave her my key."

Patrick didn't say anything to me.

"You took everything from me." I fought back tears as I finally confronted him. "I was finally happy and you took it all from me. Jonathan, Mitch." I paused before saying the last name. "Auston. God Patrick my whole family wouldn't hate me if it wasn't for you."

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