𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 || 𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫

|| 𝐀𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 ||

- 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐏𝐎𝐕 -

She is fucking gorgeous. Y/n was absolutely stunning, I couldn't take it anymore. I needed her in my arms, to hold her and have her forever. But I can't.

Auston is my best friend, and I want to respect that dating his sister would be insane. But the way she giggled and laughed in front of me. She will be the death of me.

John then nudged me, and I quickly snapped out of my fantasies. I looked over at him, and he smirked. "Staring hard at Miss Matthews. What's on your mind?" John teased.

"Nothing, nothing is wrong. Just zoned out for a while." I sighed. I wanted her to myself. But I couldn't.

Seeing her maybe twice a year wasn't fair. I get it because she has her own things to deal in with life, and when the season is over for us, Auston invites her over to Toronto. I wanted her to live her. But she can't just stay here as well, she has her own things to deal in California with, like her job.

As we all ate, I most stayed quiet. My mind still brought thoughts of how terrible I did at the playoffs. I felt embarrassed. Not only did I made our team lose, but disappointed my fans. Although Auston says it wasn't only my fault, I still feel like it was.

The fan of the leafs are putting the blame all on me. Now I'm dealing with this trading issue that I don't want to be apart of.

The maple leafs are my home. I don't want to leave a team I've always loved since I was a child. Some fans are supportive. Yet not all.

"Mitch?" I heard a soft voice come from across the table. I looked up, seeing Y/n, her face as beautiful as a sunset. "What's up?" I spoke in a hushed tone.

I was growing nervous. Really damn nervous. I have never really talked to Y/n much, rather than just talk about how we're going to surprise Auston for his birthday.

"You seem really quiet. Is everything okay?" Her words played in my head. Y/n was a hell caring of a woman. I loved that. She was so sweet—well, sometimes, seeing her attack my best friend with a trash bag was sure concerning.

"Everything's is going well. Just a bit stressed out." I spoke, looking down at my food. Everything wasn't okay. I felt like an ass. Hockey was my true passion, but, all this is making me stressed.

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This chapter was a little short, but I just ran out of ideas. All I wanted to say is I love Mitch. He is the reason I'm still alive to this day, he practically saved me. Even though he's a hockey player, for me, he was my life saver. The Toronto maple leafs is also a team is adore. But, ever since I've heard that Mitch might get traded, I bawled my eyes out. Whether he gets traded or not, I would still support him throughout his journey. Every step he slowly takes, the light fades away and it gets darker. It's part of life. But even though I might support the maple leafs, I'll support whatever path he decides to take. This is part of life. You can take a step to a path you think it's good for you. Life will always be a roller coaster of things and emotions. I want Mitch to choose what decision he wanted to take and be proud. He's the reason I got into hockey. No matter what path you take, be proud of it. There will always be a hand holding yours as you walk. I'll support Mitch no matter what.

(Sorry this was long. Just wanted to say how I felt about this whole Mitch trading situation 🥲!)