Did you forget me {Jonathan Toews}

Chapter 11

But yeah I am very very super sorry for not updating in a long long time and I hope you all will forgive me and will still vote for this chapter <3

Also super important don't forget about the whole multiple languages thing. If you don't know what I'm talking about then you didn't read the extremely important authors note at the beginning of the previous chapter. Shame on you!! I suggest you don't skip those in the future.

So Reminder: when the dialogue is in italics, it means they're speaking in a different language, and it will flip back and forth within the conversation, so if a single word or phrase is normal, that means it's in English.

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Today is the day I head home. To say I'm scared would be an understatement. I'm terrified yet ecstatic at the same time and it's the oddest combination.

I'm driving all the way from Chicago to Winnipeg, which is both a blessing and a curse. I'll have a lot of time to prepare myself to face my family, but I'll also be stuck in a car for over 12 hours.

Chaunette and Shawzy left for Belleville around the time that Jon and co. left for the NHL awards in Vegas, so I've just been hanging around the city by myself. I met up with Dayna Seabrook and Abby Sharp one day, but that has been the most human interaction that I've had since Chaun left.

It's currently almost 7 at night, and I've finally just left the city to begin the drive home. I checked out of the hotel this morning and packed up the rental car with everything that I brought with me and some of my belongings that Jon had put into storage when everyone had accepted that I wasn't coming back. The rest of my old stuff has either been donated or sent to my parents house, so I don't have much to bring with me. I've spent the rest of the day just wandering around the city, doing a little bit of shopping and visiting some of my old favorite places before I leave.

My plan is to drive until around 12-1 am or until I get tired, and then pull over at a rest stop and get some sleep before driving again in the morning. I've always preferred driving at night when there's fewer cars on the road because it's so much faster and much less stressful. I also have trouble sleeping so I don't have to worry about falling asleep behind the wheel. As the highway makes its way out of the city, I look back to see it's silhouette basked in the lift from the setting sun, and it is beautiful. While I love the city, I definitely haven't been used to the dynamic of such a large city after spending the past three years in Europe, so I'm glad to be finally getting back to the calm of home.

Scout is situated comfortably in the backseat and I've been driving for only half an hour when my phone rings. I put it on speakerphone without looking to see who it is and answer the phone.

"Hello?"

I hear a familiar voice on the other line respond, "Hey it's me. We're waiting around at the airport to board the plane and wanted to check to see where you were."

There's some commotion in the background and I hear Mama Toews talking to Jon, telling him to ask me if I'm okay and if I'm sure it's a good idea to be driving so late. Luckily, they'll all be getting home tonight, so I'll have backup to help calm my parents down when they flip their shit.

However, at this moment I'm so overjoyed to hear from them that I being speaking in rapid-fire French.

"Put me on speakerphone so I can talk to everyone. I'm fine I left about half an hour ago, when is your flight supposed to leave? Also maybe I should have saved some of the Redbull for later in the trip because it really just hit me."