Psychological Experiment

Chapter 2: Bring Me Up

Psychological Experiment

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Chapter 2: Bring Me Up

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Previously on Psychological Experiment:

"You two can live your life without the constant bother of having to talk to me about your problems. Instead, you talk to each other, just like friends would"

"I'll do it" Evan said as Jon seemed taken aback

"Fine" Jon mumbled as Dr Hill grinned

"Good, very good. You two will be psychological buddies until further notice"

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Chapter 2: Bring Me Up

"Fong! Keep your head in the practice game!" a guy that looked like the coach yelled as Evan slid across the ice, attempting to dodge his teammates. He could see that he was getting closer to the goal, some of his teammates were trying to block him while the others watched in awe of his precision. He knew he had one chance to try and hit the puck into the goal, he felt his hands shaking and his breathing become more shallow as the pressure was getting to him. Possibilities of failing his team during the real game flash through his head as Evan tried to keep his calm

'Fuck, not now!' Evan thought to himself as he tried to even his breathing

'Just a few more seconds, Evan, come on!' He kept repeating in his head as he managed to get a clear shot. And just when he was about to swing his hockey stick, he heard a loud

"Go! Evan go!"

that made his face heat up from the sudden attention. The outburst was enough to send him into a semi-panic attack, making his knees and grip weaken, causing him to hit the puck too lightly as it barely slid towards the goal.

"Fuck!" Evan cursed as the buzzer beeped and the coach told the team to take a break. Evan immediately glared at the person who caused him to panic, the person that he's grown to hate and care for at the same time.

"Fuck you!" Evan growled as he neared the smirking Jonathan by the bleachers

"Why'd you do that!?" Evan huffed as he threw his hockey stick at Jon in frustration, but he immediately caught it with both his hands

"The fuck are you talking about? In a real game, everyone's going to be shouting that! You can't lose your shit just because one person cheers you on" Jon said as he placed the hockey stick down beside him. Evan sighed in defeat, knowing that Jon was right, as he hopped over the barrier between the ice and the bleacher and sat down beside Jon

"Thanks..." Evan mumbled as Jon handed him a water bottle. Ever since three months ago, when they first started being 'psycho buddies', Jon would occasionally watch Evan practice and attempt to embarrass him one way or another.

"I could have made that shot, you know" Evan mumbled as Jon just shrugged

"You could, but the real game is what fucking matters" Jon said

"Jon, I really need to show my team that I can do this. I haven't scored in two fucking months!" Evan groaned

"Well then do that! No one's stopping you" Jon tried to cheer him on as Evan just glared at him