Hannah in Wonderland

Chapter Thirty-Two~ Hockey Mishaps

Ross

I found her in the park playing with a frisbee with a huge guy and Carissa. I pulled up to them and they all waved except for the man, who just scowled at me and crossed his arms.

"Rossy!" Hannah shrieked and ran to my car. I jumped out and enveloped her in a bear hug. We pulled back and I smiled at her in my arms once again.

"Hello, my lady," I spoke cheekily and draped my arm around her as we walked to the others.

"Hi Ross!" Carissa replied happily beside the growling figure.

"Hi, who is this guy? He looks like he should have foam coming out of his mouth by the way he's acting," we all laughed except for the broad figure.

"I'm Jacob. Carissa's boyfriend and the guy who beat up your brother's scrawny a-"

"HE is Jacob and HE clearly doesn't know his manners or when to shut up!" Carissa cut him off sternly amd smacked him rather hard on the arm with the frisbee.

"Well, whoever he is, needs to explain further on how he beat up Riker?" I questioned, turning to Hannah and raising my eyebrows.

"I'll explain it later," she sighed, gazing down at the ground breifly. I held her to me and played with her hair.

"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH, HELLOOOO," Carissa yelled, "Baby is hungry for some ice cream!"

She pulled away from me and shrugged. Carissa linked her arm with Hannah's and walked away, chattering about girl things. Jacob turned to me and crossed his arms.

"So, you're the fag who's been holding down Hannah's tab since square one," he voiced in a rather scary tone.

"And you're the rabid dog on my scent," I mirrored his actions, though struggled with the voice.

"I hear you play hockey, Ken," he smirked and poked me so hard I almost fell but I still held my stance.

"And I heard, well nothing about you. But I do play hockey," I loosened up and dropped the act along with my arms.

"Well, do I have a proposition for you," he chuckled slightly, then got in my face.

"Shoot," I said sternly, ready to punch him when needed.

"You. Me. Three on Three. On the ice. In two hours. At the rink. If we win, you and Hannah split until you come back from tour. If you win, which I highly doubt, you can take her back on tour with you," he breathed out, "Got that, pretty boy?" I backed up and stuck my hand out.

"Deal," and we shook hands as politely as two sworn enemies could.

"What's going on?" a curious Carissa popped up out of nowhere, licking her ice cream and staring up at us like a little kid.

"Um, nothi-"

"We made a deal," Jacob smirked, "that if I could beat him in hockey, them two would have to split up for the rest of theur tour."

"Oh really?" an unhappy Hannah said who was now standing in between Jacob and I, but facing Jacob. I wrapped a protective arm around her waist just in case she tried to jump on him.

"Yup," he spoke in her face, popping the 'p'.

"And what made you guys think this was a good idea?" she asked, trying to pop her knuckles intimidatingly, but failed miserably.

"I just want to see how big of pussies these Colorado boys are," he spat, glaring at me when he said Colorado boys. Hannah snapped and lurched forward to him, and only threw one punch until I pulled her back and threw her over my shoulder like I had to do to Laura before we left on tour.