A Robbie Kay (Peter Pan) love story

Ch.50

Catherine's POV

When I told Trevor I was going back to LA he had a frickin meltodown.

His blonde hair was sticking out all over the place and he had very obviois bags under his eyes.

"Hows hockey been going?" I asked slyly.

"Don't change the subject..." His eyes were glued to the floor. We were currently in my hospital room, Me wearing black yogas and a bright yellow lulu lemon swetshirt, and him looking ruggedly handsome in blue jeans and a black polo.

"Your mom told me you stopped going to practice." I cross my hands over my chest.

"I don't know anymore... don't you think the game is alittle bit well hostile.." He scrunched up his nose which was still a little black and blue from when Robbie punched him, I smiled thinking about how jealous Robbie gets, but then I covered it upand I glared at Trevor.

"You have got to be kidding me? right?" I rise my eyebrows, "If you could marry hockey you totally would."

He lets out a small chuckle and lifts his shoulders up and down in defeat "Only if you said no first."

"Ha ha. Ok so why haven't you been going?"

"Its just hard, Even though I'm on the ice phsically, my mind is somewhere else." He says slowly. Trevors not like Robbie, in the way that Robbie is so open about everything and well Trevor is a freaking recluse.

"Ok, well, I don't know much about sports... but if you ever need advice on an acting audition, I am the girl you call. But for right now I'm just gonna tell you every cheesy sports quote known to man." I take a deep breathe and get ready and I hear Trevor mutter "For fucks sake" He has such a mouth on him, its really quite bad actually.

"Eye of the tiger"

"Mind over matter"

"Eye on the prize"

"Keep your eye on the ball... in your case puck."

"Play with both your head and your heart." I open my mouth to keep shooting out pointless sayings that are in no way going to help him with his game, but he stops me by raising his hand.

"Kinda hard to do when my heart is in this very hospital room." I puts his hands in his pockets and sways back and forth on the heals of his feet.

"Ok, well bring it back to the rink."

"Catherine." He says sternly I know that the time has come, We have to talk about it. Trevor has fallen for me. The worst part: I let him.

"So you're in love with me..." Nice start Cat, that shouldn't make him feel bad as crap. He admitted it to me in a crowded concert in front of the boy I loved, it made me feel like crap.

"Yes.... is that ok?" He looked uncomfortable, but hey most teenage boys are when it comes to talking about this stuff.

Before I even knew what I was doing I wrapped one arm around his shoulders the other one snaked around his head my fingers in his hair, and I hugged him tight.

I kissed his earlobe and whispered, "I do love you Trevor."

He let let out a sigh but I don't think it was of relief.

"I already knew that."

I'm sorry? What the fudge? I started wondering if I talk in my sleep or something...

I leaned away from him and looked into his chocolate brown eyes.

"Wha--"

"C'mon Catherine, you run to me when life gets tough, I am your back board, your safety net. Why would anyone fly to Canada to see some random kid. I assumed." He shrugged.

"Ok, so I love you and you love me.... What the hell are we suppose to do?" I asked feeling the corners of my mouth slant upwards involuntarily.

"Nothing."

I frowned, "Trevor, you're not making much sense..."

"You love me, I think anyone who sees us together can tell, but you don't love me the way you love him.." He hung his head down in I guess shame almost. The first time this boy has ever been in love and he thinks hes not good enough.

I felt like exploding.

Quickly going up on my tiptoes I pushed my lips on his slightly and then more urgently. I wanted to show him how much I actually did love him and that he was not worthless.

When I pulled away he rested his forehead against mine, "I hope you enjoyed that Catherine Dimanno, Because its never going to happen again."

"Trevor, stop it."

"The way you look at him and the way you look at him... Its completely different kitten. You know I'm right.."

I couldn't speak, My eyes were filling wit h tears but none spilled out. I just gave him a slight nodd.

"I wish I could look at you the way I look at him, Trev I want to so bad." I plead for him to understand. Its not him, hes everything I ever wanted in a guy but Robbie... Robbie is something else entirely. He was all that and more.

"Go to him."

"What?"

"I'm a big boy Catherine, I can handle it." He gave me a sad smile and I realized he too was holding back the waterworks. Why can't I love him like that? Hes like a freakin puppy dog!

I jumped up and gave Trevor a kiss on the cheek and the exact same time Robbie walked in.

"Oh Jesus Christ. Are you kidding me Cat?!" Robbie threw the flowers he bought me on the floor and stormed out.

I couldn't go after him, they legit had guards outside my door in case I tried to make a break for it.

"Please I can't loose him." I beg Trevor.

"Don't worry I got this! I'm only doing this because I love you Catherine." He said as he walked out the door.

"I love you too." I whisperred as I watched him run out the door.

As most of you can guess this is when it happens. This is the event on where the boy I can't help but love dies.

On the brightside he looks pretty cute in his funeral suit laying in his coffin... this has been the longest day of my life and I can't take it anymore. I hate funerals. The whole saying goodbye stuff it was just too painful.

I feel like everyones staring at me... Well I mean if I were them not gonna lie I would probably be watching the hoe that gathered all us here today and judging her like crazy too.