Lexi
The friends we have as children shape us. Some of them we keep forever, some of them we lose along the way... but all of them leave something behind... or in his case, take something as they leave.
Mason Jennings held my heart in his hands at...
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"In all my years of coaching this team, I have never been more disappointed in my athletes!"
Coach Rickards has been yelling at us for almost 20 minutes now about what a disgrace we are to the sport of hockey.
Once again, Lexi fucking Turner has screwed me over.
"As Captain you are supposed to set an example Jennings. What kind of leader are you if this is how you settle disagreements?! Are you going to vandalise the property of any team who beats your sorry asses?!"
"This is different Coach. Lexi and I have a complicated past."
"I don't care if she shit in your birthday cake Jennings, this is not acceptable behaviour from two of my best athletes!" He sinks down into his chair and leans his elbows onto his desk, "You're both benched for next Saturday's game and your entire household is under curfew until then. If I hear so much as a peep of a party or puck bunnies vacationing in your bedrooms, you are cut from this team. Understood?" he barks.
"Understood Coach" Seb replies shortly while I just nod.
"Get the fuck out of my office" Coach sighs and Seb leaves hastily, closely followed by me.
"I swear the next time I see her I'll-"
"Stop Mason! Just stop!" Seb yells turning to face me. "Jesus you've got such tunnel vision you can't even see that you're the only one causing problems here. Ok, I get it. Lexi did something crappy when you were younger that I don't totally understand but this" He gestures to me with flailing hands, "This isn't helping anyone and clearly it's not breaking her like you want it to. I actually think you're making her into a more extreme version of you and fuck if that isn't the most toxic thing I've seen" He puts his hands behind his head and sighs, "Do whatever you want man but leave me the fuck out of it. Last night was on me, I got involved because I thought it was just a prank and I wanted to help you feel better. That was my mistake. No one can help you until you let them in" He scoffs, "I think hell has a better chance of freezing over than that happening."
Seb starts to walk away but turns back after a few steps, "I love you man, but I can't stand this hateful side of you. You're better than this."
He leaves me with those parting words.
I said nothing while he threw verbal rocks at me and I still don't trust my voice to string together a coherent sentence... because as much as I hate what he had to say, the itch under my skin that maybe he's right won't go away.
Just like I can't get rid of the expression on Lexi's face that's imprinted in my mind from last night when I held her wrist. I didn't mean to be so rough, I don't even remember how much pressure I applied but she acted like I'd burnt her.
As much as I want to hate her, it was cemented in my mind there and then that I could never physically hurt her. I never want to see her so scared of me again. It makes my stomach churn because it reminds me of two people I've tried very hard to forget.
