Alive : Hockey Fan Fiction

Chapter 21 : Getting Worse

Today starts the 3rd round of Stanley Cup playoffs. The Dallas Stars are going to be playing the St. Louis Blues, who have been on fire. It's going to be a tough series. All the experts are predicting it goes to game 7. They have also announced Tyler will be back in the lineup. That's such a relief. I was beginning to get really worried about him and there was no way of finding out what exactly happened. I am happy with just knowing he's able to play again. The Stars are going to need him in the lineup against these Blues. I was able to get us tickets for these games so I am excited to go to the game tonight.

I was going to workout with Phil today but I think it would be best if I just did some light cardio. I am actually sore in a few spots that I guess she got me good in. I was high on adrenaline for a while yesterday and didn't feel a thing. This morning that wore off and I am feeling it a bit more now. It's nothing I can't work through. I just have some bruising. My face is the worst out of everything. She got me with that one punch and it looks like I was the loser. I can't even imagine what she might look like this morning. I look in the mirror to see a purple circle around my eye and reddish purple cheek. It's a little swollen so I walk into the kitchen to get some ice to put on it.

As I sit at the table nursing my eye AnnMarie walks into the room. "I wasn't sure if you were coming home last night," she says. I didn't hear you come in.

"I didn't want to wake you. I went for a walk before coming inside."

"How are you feeling?"

"I have soreness here and there but I'm ok. It probably looks worse than it feels." I take my phone out of my pocket and slide it across the table to where she is sitting. "Jamie texted me last night."

"He did?" she ask as she picks up the phone and reads through the messages. "That was weird."

"I know. I have a feeling he wants to talk but he doesn't, ya know?"

"Makes sense. Hey, at least he's reaching out."

"Yeah. It's a good sign I think."

"If Jamie wants to talk maybe one day Tyler will get over his ego trip and talk to you again."

"Yeah maybe. It would be nice. I'm not holding my breath or anything for it though."

I get up and begin to make us eggs and bacon for breakfast. I need to make a grocery run at some point. I am running out of food in this house. I've been so busy training I haven't really done many chores. I know I need to do laundry at some point. I finish the first omelette and place it on a plate with some bacon and put it down in front of AnnMarie. I start to make mine next.

"So did you, um, get what you were looking for last night?" AnnMarie awkwardly asks. I can only imagine she is asking about sex.

"You don't have to ask about that if you don't want to."

"I mean. I'm starting to recognize that look on your face when you are struggling. I know not many people actually ask about it. I just want you to know I am here for you. I want to understand you."

"That is a very delicate way of saying it. Thank you I appreciate it. You're right. Nobody asks. It's an awkward thing to talk about for some people. You know me, I'm not shy about anything. If you want to know I could tell you."

"Not details of course but if you're in a bad place you can always talk to me. Maybe you don't have to go through with it. If you know what I mean."

I chuckle. "I do know what you mean." I pause. "I didn't know I got a look on my face when I get my urges. That's good to know I guess." I finish up my omelette and take a seat across from her at the table where I was originally sitting. "I did have sex last night to answer your question. It actually didn't help much though."