Did you forget me {Jonathan Toews}

Chapter 1

I am exhausted. I am tired, cranky, and I just want to go to bed. I just got off of an eight and a half hour flight from Germany and I just want to sleep.

If only it wasn't so damn hard to find a pet-friendly hotel in downtown Chicago. I can't exactly sneak my 90 pound German Shepard Scout into a regular hotel room. As the taxi drives my through the city, I marvel at the familiar skyscrapers towering over me. It's funny how the city hasn't changed even after three years. Even after my life has changed so much, the city has stayed the same.

I finally stumble upon a pet friendly hotel that doesn't give off the "if you stay here you may die" vibe. Anyways, I have Scout with me, and he'll never let anything happen to me. He's already proved himself multiple times of that.

After I check in, I make my way to my room. As I open the door, Scout follows me into the room, which has two beds, a dresser, a TV, a chair, and a surprisingly clean bathroom.

"So which bed do you want?" I ask Scout.

As usual he just looks at me and wags his tail.

"I really need to find my friends don't I buddy? I've been talking to you for years now and the only time you understand me is when I say food or walk" At this Scout's ears perk up and I throw a treat on the closest bed, which he jumps on.

He's actually very well trained. He is a 4 year-old ex-police dog that I adopted from Italy. He never became an actual police dog because he wouldn't attack people. Ironic, isn't it. He is a huge sweetheart though, and I love him. Although he doesn't enjoy attacking people he's pretty protective of me and has kept me from some pretty scary situations when I was traveling.

After I set up Scout's water bowl and put on my pajamas, which consist of a large t-shirt and shorts, I head into the bathroom to brush my teeth. As I brush them I study myself in the mirror. People say I'm beautiful. I don't really know though. I guess I think I'm just pretty average compared to the people I've seen around the world.

My hair or my eyes are my best features. My hair is light brown and hangs in long waves down to my lower back. My eyes are actually light blue, but they have this mixture of yellow and brown in the middle that make some people say they are almost purple. I think they see that because my name is Violet though. The rest of me is just pretty average. Straight nose, not too small or big, average c-cup boobs, long legs, athletic build, the usual. Some people think I'm less beautiful when they see my tattoos, and some think I'm more beautiful. I only have four and two of them aren't even visible, but I don't really care if others think I'm beautiful or not, so it doesn't matter to me. After I brush my teeth, I finally flop on my bed, ready to sleep.

Except I don't. I don't know if it's jet lag, which I have experienced a lot over the years, or if it's just being back in the city, but I can't sleep. So I throw some clothes back on and tuck some money, my ID, and my hotel card in a small bag and leave the room.

Maybe I should buy a cell phone while I'm out. I left my old one here when I first left, and never bothered to buy another. The only technology I've used in the past 3 years is my camera and my computer, which I only used for my camera and to find hotels and airplane tickets. It's surprising, but I haven't really been in contact with anyone from home this whole time. Well, except for the letters but those seemed to be a bust seeing as Jon never even bothered to respond or try to contact me.

Turns out if you're out of the country your boyfriend is not required to contact you and only needs about 3 months of recovery time before he's moved on to someone else. Whereas I needed closer to 3 years. Shows who was more invested in that relationship doesn't it? At least this is what I know about him from my limited knowledge provided by the media. Which I try not to check often.

I soon get lost in memories of the city as I make my way into the night, not sure of where I'm going, but knowing I'll find someplace eventually.

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A/N:

Hey guys! I hope you liked the first chapter of my first story! I would love to hear feedback and what everyone thinks so far. I plan to update once every 2 weeks or so, but no guarantees, seeing as school will be starting soon. // Char