Dean -4

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The next day we still had practice.. and everything went wrong...

Dean was still sweating..even though he's showered and took a day off...I was worried...

I helped him bandage up a bunch of bruises on his back, and ofcourse we helped Fulton, he's like my brother.

After breakfast we ran down to the ice rink and got our gear on.

Then practice began.

Dean and Fulton, and Luis still had to crash into the wall, they hit there chest's to avoid hitting there backs, though they did hit them every once in a while, they hissed in pain every time..

We weren't able to talk to Bombay, hell he didn't even apologize..

I found out the reason for them having to crash into the wall, he wanted to build there tolerance..but he's causing more harm than good..

Soon enough we had laps, though Dean slowed down..

Bombay: Cmon Dean! Pick up the pace!

Dean: *dizzy*  *slowing down infront of a gate* I don't..feel to goo..- *leans over and hurls over the gate*

Bombay: oh god damnit...

Ms.McKay: *runs in and sees this* THATS IT! PRACTICE OVER!

Bombay: alright! Everyone get back to the dorms..

Dean: *groans as you help him slowly skate off the ice*

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(Back at the dorms)

Y/N: Dean are you alright?..

Dean: *lying in his bed facing the wall* I'm fine Y/N..fantastic .

Y/N: you know you can talk to me right..? *frowns*

Dean: it's whatever..the games in two days and I'm messsed up..and stupid crappy Bombay..never apologized..how do I trust my own coach..?! *voice cracking*

Y/N: I-I know.. I feel shitty about it too... I'm mad at him...but, I'm more worried about you...

Dean: *huffs* baby I'm fine ok...? I'm..fine...

Y/N: *sits on his beds side with his shirtless back facing her* *rubs his bruised shoulders till he falls asleep* *kisses his cheek, gets up and goes to her dorm with the girls*

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