Tough Luck

4

Nessa

This was a bad idea. I think to myself as I sit on the couch. Flo and Colt on either side of me. Linc was perched in the other side of Flo, and Levi was sulking on the recliner. The game had just started and i was already stressed to the max.

Why did I agree to stay and watch? Why do I do this to myself. We all know the only reason I said okay was too piss of Levi. Well he was pissed if at me and I was also pissed of at me.

When Flo had come down stairs she asked me if I was sure. What if they put two and two together. We did have the same nose and face shape after all. She laughed and told me it would be fine but it was my choice. Now I was stuck here pretending like I didn't care that my brother had just scored the first goal of the game in under three minutes.

"Holy shit! Did you guys see that." Colt shouts to my left a beer in his hand. "Collins is a fucking unit. Look at him go." Both Levi and Linc are on the edge of their seats watching. Tank was on the floor.

"It's too bad you guys aren't related." Colt then turns to me and I freeze. Flo subtly pinches my leg telling me to play it cool.

"Mm.. yeah! I let out an awkward laugh. "Imagine that. How funny would that be." I mentally slap myself. Wow I'm so good at this. Not. The guys give me an odd look but turn back to the game.

I turn back to Flo and I can see she's trying to hold in a laugh.

As the game goes on the guys get rowdier and rowdier with Cleveland winning by a lot. Jack has scored two more gaols and an assist. I wanted to shout for him and yell out at the screen like the guys were. I'd message him and tell him how well he played later.

With five minutes left on the clock Jack was going for another goal when all of a sudden a player from the other team came up next to him sending him flying into the glass. His helmet flying off. The guys make 'oof' sounds while I jump forward a gasp leaving my lips.

Flo sits forward too as we wait to see how bad it is. By the looks of the blood I'd say bad. Flo grabs my hand and I'm grateful none of the guys attention is on us.

I can feel tears start to sting my eyes and I quickly blink them away. This was not happening. I see the professionals finally make it too him and they are saying something to him that I obviously can't hear. It doesn't look like he's responding.

"It looks like Collins has taken a pretty bad hit tonight." One of the announcers says. "From what I can gather he's got a split head and my guess would be a concussion. Probably will need some stitches."

"I think your about right, Jim." The other announcer says before adding, "I've just been told he has been knocked completely unconscious."

"No, no, no, no." I chant. A few tears break loose and run down my cheek. I cover my mouth while waiting for more information. I should call someone. I should call Hunter. He goes to all of Jacks games he'll know!

I start frantically moving around looking for my phone. "Where's my phone." I whisper more to myself. I just have said it a lot louder because I then have all sets of eyes on me.

"Woah, what's wrong?" Colt asks me a concerned look on his face. I ignore him and keep looking. I stand from the couch trying to search.

Tank and Linc stand as well both looking worried. "No offence Flo but has your girl lost the plot" Linc says.

Flo shoots him a look and then turns to me. She grabs onto my shoulders, "it's okay, Ness." She soothes, "He'll be fine. Look they're taking him off the ice now. He even looks like he's got his eyes open." She nods towards the TV.