I sat in the bleachers, staring at the ice Duchene being smashed into the boards infront of me and I laughed slightly, his angry glaze shooting me through the glass.
Crosby grabbed the front of Gabe's jersey then crossed checked him, I could tell he was mad as his gloves dropped and angry words spewed out in both Swedish and English.
Fists flew on both ends, Gabe ending up being tossed out of the game, the buzzer going of seconds later.
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Gabe scowled as I walked into the room.
"Don't even say anything." He growled.
"You shoulda hit him harder. You looked like a chick." I said.
His eyes flashed, and his eyebrows raised as he walked up to me.
"I could have done better." I taunted, watching the anger in his eyes raise. "You let him beat you up."
His fist flew from him side and I ducked, his hand flying into the wall.
"See, slow." I shrugged, he tried again and I moved. "You can do better than that."
I let him get in two more swings before I grabbed the front of his gear, smashing him into the wall behind him.
"Nice try bud." I laughed. "Can I borrow these?"
Matt nodded and I slipped on his pads, tying my own skates and pulling on a spare jersey along with my helmet.
"Let's go, I'm helping you." I said, tugging Gabe by the hand.
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"I'm not hitting you!" He exclaimed.
"You won't do any damage." I laughed.
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"Damn." Matt mumbled.
I spit out more blood, his jersey sleeve stained red.
"Ok, good job." I choked out, making sure I had all my teeth.
"I said I didn't wanna hit you!" Gabe yelled.
"I didn't know you would go all linebacker on my face!" I laughed, pulling off the padding, then my shirt, pressing it to my cheek.
"I'm taking you to the hospital." He said, pulling the rest of the gear from my body and hauling me out the door.
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"Uhm, I have a problem." I said.
"And that is?" Gabe asked.
"You didn't let me grab a shirt."
He rolled his eyes as we pulled in, then pulled his sweater over his head, being extra careful putting it on me.
"Come on."
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"Miss Spears, how did this happen?" The doctor asked.
"I got into a fight playing hockey."
"You should know better, girls don't belong in rough sports like that."
"Just give me the damn stitches and shut up." I growled, feeling the pull in my cheek.
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"Holy shit." Carmin stared, mouth dropping.
I glared, then grabbed ice from the freezer putting it on my cheekbone and closing my eyes with satisfaction.
"Nice hit." She laughed, tilting Gabe's face as well.
"I wish I hit him harder." I mumbled, his bottom lip swollen and sporting a bruise. "Girls don't suck after all do they?"
"Yeah, that one kinda hurt." He teased.
"I'm so sorry." I faked sympathy.
"Oh I bet." He laughed.
"I'm starving, you didn't feed me."
"Pizza?" He asked, checking the freezer.
"Mhm sure."
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I bit into the pizza and smiled.
"Thanks chef." I laughed.
"Shh, it's from a box." He said quietly.
I laughed, and his blue eyes danced. I averted my gaze, picking the pepperoni off and eating it, the cheese sticking to my chin. I quickly wiped at it, ducking my head and taking a bite of the rest.
"You're cute, do you know that?" He asked.
"I could tell you the same." I replied, raising a brow.
He shook his head and stretched, checking the watch on his wrist and standing.
"I gotta go, road trip tomorrow." He said, grabbing his plate.
"I'll be watching." I replied.
"Don't get into too much trouble." He said, pointing his finger.
I laughed, then grabbed my plate as well, the door clicking shut behind him as he left.
Gabe POV
"Nice lip." Adrianna said as I walked through the door.
I flinched at her voice and raised a brow.
"Why are you here?" I asked.
"Cause, I always come before road trips." She winked, pulling my hands.
"Yeah, no. Get out." I said, going around her towards the stairs.
"Is it that bitch I've seen around the arena?" She asked.
"Raiyne isn't a bitch, she's perfect. Get out." I said more forcefully.
"Whatever, don't try coming back to me Gabe, I'm not waiting for you to get your head out of your ass anymore." Adrianna said, the door slamming behind her.
"Trust me, I don't need you." I grumbled to myself.
