Off the Ice |D. Brassard|

Chapter 15

Gianna's POV

It's been a few weeks since I finally settled in at my brother's house, creating a new recording schedule and such. But something seemed off. The only thing that has been off was mine and Derick's relationship. 

It's not an actual problematic relationship, it's actually perfect. But I think that Ryan is getting suspicious. He should be since I've been hanging out with him so often and occasionally staying over at his most of those nights.

We have been careful as for no one to really expose us, the only person we have told was Zucc. I haven't even told any of my friend from back home about us. 

I'm on the fence about telling Kaylee, I'm not sure if she would tell Ryan. She and I are really close but she knows that Ryan doesn't want me dating anyone on the team until I'm 19, which is still another 4 months away. 

If I tell her, is there any way that she'd be able to keep it secret? 

I asked Derick about this and he told me to do what I felt was right, as long as it didn't expose us.

So I decided to go out to lunch with her and just talk, something we haven't done since I've been here.

"Say I have this friend that was told that she can't do something but she did it behind their backs and isn't sure if she should tell someone, do you think she should?" I ask Kaylee while we were still waiting for our food to be brought to us. 

"Well, it depends what she did. Could you tell me what she did? I'd be able to help you more." She asks.

"Well her step-brother is on a baseball team and he told her not to go out with any of them for a while, but she is in a relationship with one of the guys behind her bro--- step-brother's back. And she wants to tell her best friend-slash-girlfriend of step-brother but she doesn't know if she's gonna say anything. What should she do?" I ask, stuttering somewhat. I hope she didn't notice that I almost gave myself up.

"Well if I were your friend, I would personally just tell the girlfriend because if I were the girlfriend, I wouldn't say anything." She said, winking. 

I gave myself up.

"Well in that case, I would like to tell you something that you can't say anything about." I say, feeling nervous. 

"Go ahead," Kaylee says, smiling.

"I'm in a relationship with Derick." I admit, happy that I could get that off my chest.

"I figured as much, I mean you two have been hanging out so often and  staying over and you'd always come back in his clothes, thinking we didn't notice. I did, not sure about your brother. You'd always come back happier than you used to be. I caught all of these things, Gianna. He's great for you but your brother is not gonna be happy when you tell him, or if he finds out. Derick is gonna have hell to pay whenever your brother figures this out, told or not." She tells me, happy that I finally found someone that makes me as happy as Derick makes me.

"Thank you so much, Kay. You don't understand how happy I am that I was able to tell you." I tell her, hugging her awkwardly over the table.

The rest of the lunch goes smoothly, I having told Derick that I had told Kay. He was happy that I could tell my sister-in-law and finally be able to "have girl talk" about these things with her and NOT have to worry about her telling Ryan.

I felt like I should ask Ryan to "lift the off limits" thing he had on me, so in case something does slip, he wouldn't be as angry.

So, I asked him. That's where shit hit the fan.

He kinda blew up on me because of pictures on social media of Derick and I. There were a few where he had his arm around me, a few of us holding hands, one of us at the zoo of him kissing my cheek and one of us, kind of late at night, kissing. 

"Explain to me why I should? You did it behind my back anyway!" He yells, tears pricking at my eyes.

"Because, Ryan, I want to be happy! Don't you understand? That's what you say you want for me but once I find happiness, you go and blow up on me!" I yell, matching his tone. 

From there on out, it got worse. Since Ry towers over me, he kept getting closer to me, intimidating me. I kept trying to back away so it wouldn't get too close. It worked until, that is, I got cornered.

Kaylee wasn't home during this, because she would have broken it up before this point. 

So there I was, back against the wall and somewhat horrified by my own brother, getting even more frightened every moment that passed, unsure if it would get physical. 

By this point I was crying and getting torn a new one by my pissed off brother. I'm not sure who split it up, I didn't care to look and see. As soon as I had my oppurtunity, I ran down the stairs into my room and locked the door, making sure my brother couldn't get to me if he somehow got away from whoever stopped it.

I quickly realize that my privacy wasn't going to last long, hearing a frantic knock on my door.

I look through the small peephole I had added into the door a few days ago to see my own sister-in-law frantically knocking. 

I open the door and let her in. 

"What's wrong?" I ask her quickly.

She explains that it was her who broke everything up and that my brother said that he was going to Derick's.

I practically jump off my bed and run into the garage and climb into my car, taking no time to care about anything else. 

I had to get to Derick before my brother.

I take all the shortcuts that I know of and find a parking spot quite quickly before practically running into the lobby and hitting the elevator button, realizing there was no time to waste and running up the stairs. 

I get to Derick's floor before running down the hall to his apartment, banging my fist against his door.

He opens the door, asking what happened. I explain to him what's going on and I add that I'm not leaving him to deal with Ryan. 

If Ryan hurts Derick, I'm going to be here for him.

I think I love him. But it's a little early, isn't it? I mean we have been together for a solid two months and everything has been perfect but I don't want to rush it.

I don't want to retell what happened. It wasn't easy watching it all happen and not being able to do anything about it.

Now,  I'm sitting on the bathroom floor, cleaning out the cuts on Derick's face from the wedding ring that Ryan has started wearing since it is the offseason. 

"This is going to sting a little." I say, dabbing peroxide on the cuts. He winces a bit but bites through it.

He grabs my free hand and laces our fingers together, squeezing it slightly when the peroxide hits the broken skin. 

I put down the cotten ball and just stroke his face for a second before leaning in to kiss him. 

He pulls away first and whispers those three words into my ear.

"I love you."

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