Drafted, Love, Hockey Life.

Chapter 3

Ellie's POV
Waking up the next day honestly it was the start of something new. My baby bro Ryland was back in my life after 3 years, I was moving to Pittsburgh to play in the NHL, and my teammates were literally the best people I could ask for in a team.

I look over at the clock and see that it's 9am so I figured it was probably time to get up and get breakfast before the rest of the team got down there. I sit up and look over to the bed next to me to see Ryland still passed out cold. I decide to just leave him sleeping and bring him up some food after I am finished eating with the boys.

I put on my sneakers, grab my crutches, throw on my hat obviously backwards on my head, also throwing on my new Penguins sweater and walking out the door. I head straight to the elevator and start waiting for it. When it opens, I see my teammates Sidney, Matt, Kris, and Evgeni in the elevator already.

" Hey boys, heading down to breakfast" I say whilst carefully getting into the elevator
" Yes we are, hows the ankle" Sid says
" it's okay, will be better once I can get off these fucking crutches and back to training." I say
" Don't worry you'll be back before the season starts." Matt says
" I know, I just, it's the worst timing for this to happen." I say looking down

Before any of them can reply the elevator doors open and I get out. I go towards the breakfast area and get some food onto my plate. I try to take me plate whilst using my crutches which I can tell you now did not work as my plate goes crashing to the ground. I look up and I see some of Montreal's players, Dallas's players, Toronto Players and Vegas players all staring at me plus my own teammates.

Matt gets up and comes over to me
" hey are you okay, do you need help." He says whilst bending down to pick up the broken plate and food off the ground.
" Um I um I gotta go." I say before quickly crutching my way out the breakfast area and outside.

I see a park across the street and decide to head over to it. I go to the middle of the park where the water fountain is and sit on the bench. I must have zoned out because I didn't hear someone sit down next to me.
" Wanna tell me what that was about." I look up to see Marc Andre Fleury.
" I don't wanna talk about it." I say

" Really because all Muzz was trying to do was help you then all of a sudden you are up and outta there as fast as you can" he says
" Please just leave it." I say
" No I'm gonna be your new best friend, I'll tell you what's going on with me and you tell me what's going on with you. Deal?" He says
" Okay deal, I just don't like feeling useless, this stupid cast and these stupid crutches is keeping me off the ice and hell I can't get my own fucking breakfast." I say

" Hey it's gonna be okay, your going to be back on the ice in a few weeks I bet and you have a great team that's gonna have your back through it all." He says
" What am I meant to do without you when you go back to Vegas and I go to Pittsburgh." I say
" haha there's a thing called Skype and we play each other at least twice and in the bye week you could visit me and my family, I'm sure my wife and daughters would love to meet you." He says

" That sounds like a plan, we better head back people will start to get worried." I say
" Let's head back then". He says

We start walking back to the hotel, once we get in we are bombarded by my teammates.