imagines || tmd

d.p. ~ back

D3
Locker Room, Eden Hall
Friday, 1996
04:23 p.m.

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"Saw this laying around at my house and I decided to sign it."

"Dean!" Everyone cheers.

"Shit." I curse under my breath, still sitting down while everyone greets Dean back.

Dean and Fulton talk for a while, I mean they are the Bash brothers.

Averman and Charlie sit back next to me.

"What's with you?" Charlie asks. I look at him almost dead in the eye. "I'm gonna fill up my bottle." I said and while I was leaving, I heard the two boys say, "Charlie, did you forget that they are dating?" Says Averman.

"Oh shoot, right."

I then went to fill up my bottle with some water, my heart slightly filled with hatred.

"Hey." I heard. I turn to see Dean, about to change into his hockey gear.

"Piss off." I said, about to leave. He stopped me.

"Y/n, I'm sorry." He said. "Can you-- let go of me please?" I said. He did so and I got back to where I sat.

"Sorry. I forgot." Said Charlie. "Shut up. We've got a game to win and I'm not gonna waste my energy and anger on some relationship that was dead for way too long." I said, putting my hockey gear back on.

We all got back on the ice and there he was with Fulton, being the Bash brothers they are. I wasn't jealous or mad at them always being together, no, Fulton and I are close and he'd do many things to protect me.

It was just Dean.

After we played a good game and won, that's all I wanted to cherish at the moment. I didn't want no drama to disturb me. I hug almost everyone. Sort of dissed Luis for always stealing someone's girl, got Connie to be more nice to Guy, Congratulated Julie for getting a kiss from Scooter, Hugged Kenny, my brother from another mother.

It all felt nice.

Then we all got back in the locker room, telling each other our best moves out there.

Right after I showered and changed and was ready to go home, Dean stopped me again.

"Can we talk please?" He said. I huffed, "Okay." He then steps me aside.

"I'm sorry, alright? I'm sorry I went back to Chicago, I'm sorry I didn't tell you before. I'm just really sorry okay? I really am and I missed you a lot." He said.

"You missed me?" I said, on the verge of shedding a tear. "You did, huh?" I said, moving closer to him.

"Then why didn't you fucking write to me?" I shouted at him, hitting him, not too hard, almost constantly. "Why didn't you write to me? Or even call me if you've missed me, huh? You didn't even pick up my calls!" I said.

I could hardly hit him hard since he's a big guy and is literally known for bashing people.

"Y/n, Y/n..." "Why couldn't you have at least told me?" I said, finally lowering my voice.

"I'm sorry, I get how you feel about it--" I cut him off.

"No you don't. You were the one who left me waiting and didn't even tell me. You were the one to completely disappeared. I was the one who waited, I was the one who found out from your best friend. I get Fulton is your best friend and I really don't even care if you two are talking about me, but who the fuck tells only to their best friend that they won't be staying? Did you even think about me?" I said.

"Of course I did. Y/n, I truly still do love you very much. I swear on my life, love. I really do." He said. "Having to love but miss you hurts me a lot too, okay?"

I put my head on my forehead, feeling frustrated and sad. I slid my hand down to my eyes and wiped them.

"I just-- I..." I said then sighed.

"Look, we can talk about this another time. It's getting late. I'll drive you home, c'mon." He said.

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Yeahhhhh, sad but idk.

Anyways, I've been going to school more often so I might not be too active and my ideas for stories might get lamer cuz I sometimes lose ideas for stories when I'm busy so yeah.

BUT CAN SZN SIX PB COME OUT ALREADY I AM LITERALLY GOING TO LOSE MY BARACUDAS