FRASER
I sighed and looked at the three other people in Carter's room, opening the door and finding a wild-looking Bunker standing in the hallway. He immediately tried to shove me out of the way, but I held him back.
"Bunk, listen to me." He shook his head.
"No! That asshole slept with my fucking sister! He needs his nose punched inwards"
"Stop, you're gonna get security called. Then you get taken away, still angry as shit and Bennett gets it next time you see him"
"So what? You think I should listen to him?"
"No, I think you should listen to me" Bunker stopped struggling and looked inside at Bennett and his sister.
"Either of you says anything and I'll go all psycho on both your asses" He looked at me. I hoped Luke wasn't stupid enough to push him, cause he was fucking mad.
"I made Pruitt tell you because I think you had a right to know. I haven't heard Bennett's side of the story and I couldn't give a fuck about your sister's but you had the right to know. But you can't come in here and throw punches. There are two girls, and two of your teammates and friends, no matter how much one feels like he isn't. You come in here and get violent and you're off the team."
"Fine, I won't throw any fists. So long as he doesn't give me a reason to. Why'd you tell me then? If you wanted me to sweep it all under the rug and pretend it didn't happen?"
"That's not what I'm asking you to do Bunk, I just want you to listen to me first" He nodded so I continued.
"Keeping secrets isn't going to help us as a team, or as friends. Shit needs to be brought up. The same way Luke addressed Coop, the same way Coop made him practice when he was super hungover and the same way Carter and I were honest with you and Tate about what was happening between us. We're hitting crunch time. If we fuck up this season, then Ripley's fucked. If we can't move past this next year then Tate's fucked. And if this never gets better then we're all fucked when it comes to hockey. But more than that, this is the most I've ever felt like part of a team. We're brothers and we can't let some stupid fights break that up" Bunker nodded and looked at Luke.
"Why?" Luke looked to Georgia and back to Bunker.
"Because she was there"
"You don't have feelings for her?" Luke shook his head, causing Georgia to look offended. Luke looked at her.
"You knew that so don't try playing the victim. I told you it meant nothing. I only let you stay over because you weren't going to drive yourself back. I slept on the sofa in my room" He addressed us all with the last fact.
"A million other girls you could have picked, why her?" Bunker asked.
"Because it was the best thing I could think of to get Pruitt off my mind. I figured if I made her mad enough and stop talking to me, I might actually have a chance of getting over her. I didn't think McGill would make her call you, especially not right away" Bunker sighed.
"He's right, Fraser's right, we've never had huge secrets before. Fuck hockey, throw that out the door. We've never had secrets as friends before and it hurts that you would go behind my back and do this to get over a girl. No offense Pruitt, you know I love you" Carter nodded and smiled a small smile at him.
"No, I get it Bunker. You're right to be upset. I really am just some girl. Some girl who's pretty fond of you all, but you're right. Not worth fucking up two years of solid friendship" She said.
"Well seeing as we're being honest, might as well tell the whole truth. I went to Georgia angry, I was mad about what she'd done to Pruitt but I was even madder at the fact that I could see how good Pruitt and McGill were together. It slapped me in the face this weekend and it was hard to deal with so I did something I knew was stupid but kinda needed. I did the same thing after Rosanna, remember?" Bunker nodded.
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