Washington Capitals Love Triangle

Chapter 9 - Game Day Part 3

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Wilson and I sat in silence while he thought of ways on how to tell me.

"What do you remember from that day?" He asked.

"I know that it was my first day, the penguins were practicing on the Arlington ice and that's it."

He looked up to the ceiling assessing on what I just said. Something tells me that I'm not going to be very happy at the end of this story. I broke the silence.

"Honestly, I was mad at you when I woke up."

His eyes darted at me in a second with wide eyes.

"I thought you punched me on purpose but now i know that there is a story behind it." I said.

He took my hand and my cheeks turned pink.

"Mika, I swear I didn't punch you on purpose. I was trying to hit Crosby behind you but I admire your braveness on trying to stop two huge hockey players from fighting."

I didn't move an inch under his touch, assuming that if I moved, he would take his hand away.

I urged him to go on as I took the heating pad off his leg and got some gauze.

"I was at practice and you got assigned to the penguins team practice for that day since their athletic trainer wasn't there." I nodded in response to show that I was listening while doing my job.

"You left to the Arlington ice but I saw Crosby's smirk towards me and it told me that something was going to happen. After awhile I heard the doors open to our rink and you came in first with a gash on your cheek and with Malkin walking behind you with glass in his arm."

I looked at Wilson in shock to see if it was true. I looked into his beautiful blue eyes and knew the truth was being told. He probably saw my facial reaction to trying to piece everything together so he continued.

"I had a feeling that Crosby did this so I kept practicing but I was worried about you" he said smiling at me. I looked down blushing in embarrassment. I could feel his grasp on my hand getting tighter as he gets to the big part.

"I saw Crosby come through the rink doors to the athletic trainers room after Malkin left and went back to the penguins ice. I couldn't let him see you but Green held me back from exiting the ice then and there. But I skated around him and went to go see what happened."

I wanted to know what happened from Crosby's perspective and why he wanted to see me and if he was the reason for my injury on my face.

"I get in there and see you and him talking but I know that he did this to you and you went in between us right when I was going to throw another punch at him."

From the corner of my eye I could see him stating at me for my reaction. I stared down at his knee trying to patch it up. I had a feeling that this wasn't the whole story but I was so angry that Crosby was the one that bashed up my face and had the guts to play off the whole thing like it never happened.

How could he play it off and not take the blame for what happened to me. This whole time I thought Wilson was the bad person but no, Sid's egotistical brain got in the way and changed the story.

I finished up wrapping his leg with ease and told him to swing his legs to the side. He did as told quickly but when he was going to ask me a question, I cut him off and replied,

"You have a sprained knee and will be needing crutches for a couple of days but I will help you get back onto the ice in no time" I said with no emotion and a little bit louder than necessary. I got up and walked towards the door. He looked at me with concerned eyes and tried to catch my speed while on crutches.

"Mika, wait, where are you going? Let's talk about this. Don't do anything stupid." He yelled behind me.

His voice was fading away as I began running into the hallway with my skates still on towards the entrance to the ice. I wasn't thinking straight and I needed to figure out my next move.

I arrived at the entrance and some of the guys from the caps bench looked at me. I disregarded their stares and picked up a stick and started to put on some hockey gear. My movements were flawless and I put on my helmet with a face shield that was tinted so no one could see my face.

I walked up and opened the door to the ice and yelled for Ward to come off. I didn't pay attention to the coach yelling at me to get off the ice but it faded just like Wilson's voice did into the background.

I took my first step of the ice and began to gain speed as I skated towards the caps side trying to find number 87. I spotted him in front of the net trying to score on Holtby when by surprise I stole the puck from him.

I briefly looked up to see his reaction and he was furious. Too bad he can't see who it is, I thought to myself. I had the breakaway and I had Ovechkin on my right and Chimera on my left. I passed the puck to Ovechkin so I could go around one of their defenseman. Ovechkin then passed the puck to Chimera and he tries with a wrist shot but it is denied by Fleury.

I come speeding down the center and I got the rebound off of him and got the puck in the right corner of the net. All I heard was the alarm going off saying that I just made a goal.

Slowly things are catching up to me and I realize that I just made my first NHL goal during an official game. They come to congratulate me but I could see from across the ice that the penguins were not happy. The score was 4-3 with us in the lead.

The face off was won by Crosby of course and we entered past the blue line to the capitals side. All I wanted to do was hit and get my anger out at Crosby.

I see him across the way with the puck near the boards. I skated directly at him and checked him high from the boards and he flew 10 feet away from me not getting up. I see the refs calling a penalty but it doesn't matter since I was already skating off towards the bench.

I was almost there when someone furiously grabbed me from behind.