Chapter 12: Uncorked

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 As soon as I walk in my front door, I am greeted by two worried faces. Bryn and Kyla are both sitting on my couch glaring at me like I had come back from the dead. Up until this point I was in a daze after my day. Everything just feels so surreal. Like I literally just spent the entire day with 4 guys in the NHL and I didn't even flinch. Past Brooks would have been screaming, but I think that I have fallen into this lifestyle with ease.

I had given them my spare key in case of emergencies, because coming from the outskirts of Toronto I was always told to be friendly with your neighbors, and always make sure there is a backup key... especially considering I have locked myself out of my dorm at least 3 times per semester. Apparently whatever happened today must have been considered an emergency considering I had two overdressed girls sitting in my kitchen drinking my coffee as if they were my parents waiting for me to come home when I blew off curfew.

"Where the fuck have you been!" Bryn yells while stomping towards me. My suspicions were only proven right at Bryn's tantrum as she scolds me similarly to my own mother. The only difference was my mom would use that phrase when I came home late at night, and only if my tardiness greatly impacted herself. Bryn on the other hand was on the verge of having a breakdown from my absence and it was barely past 9:00pm.

"Umm..."

I knew that they had asked me a pretty easy question, but my initial shock of seeing them in my apartment was still fogging my brain. Before I could even process my thoughts or explain to my new friends that I spent the entire day at the rookie house with NHL players, or even get over the fact that they were in my house worried to shit about my whereabouts, Bryn's face fell from anger to concern as she walked through my kitchen and put her arms around me. "We have been worried sick! You have been gone for hours, you're not answering your phone, texts have gone unanswered. You better have a good excuse young lady because..." I quickly cut her off before she started ranting in typical Bryn fashion.

"Okay mom calm down! I've been with Brayden"

As soon as the words leave my mouth, Bryn's eyes grow wide and her worried expression is quickly changed, reflecting her new state of excitement. Well that seemed to have shut her up! She stands there frozen in front of me looking at me in shock. I honestly don't know how much time passes before she snaps out of it, tugging my arms while she quickly and rather aggressively drags me to the couch. She forces me to my ass, and squeezes in next to me so I'm sandwiched between her and Kyla. 

"Okay... Go". Bryn stares in my eyes concentrating as if I was about to tell her the secret of life. I don't need any further instruction before I turn, facing forward and shrug my shoulders.

"Oh it was nothing really. I just went over to watch a movie, then I watched him play some video games and went home." I say with a sly smile, telling them that there is much more to this story than I am letting on. As much as I have never really been the girl to brag about being with a boy, and I like to think of myself as humble enough to not be materialistic or use boys because of the fame and fortune, I still wanted to tell my friends everything. Not because I just spent the day with new rookie Brayden Rivas, but because I just spent the day with a hot boy named Bombay who gave me butterflies in my tummy whenever he smiled at me.

"Oh we know you did not just spend the past 8 hours watching a movie, and playing video games!" Kyla, who has been quiet until now pips up from next to me, eagerly waiting for me to fill her and Bryn in on the true nature of my daily events. They saw right through me and that is exactly what I was hoping.

"Okay..." I sigh, staring at my reflection in the black TV sitting across from me. Where do I even start? Everytime I play the events from today through my head I feel like it's not big enough to warrant this dramatic reaction.

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