An hour later...
Right now my mind is like a ferris wheel, spinning around and around in circles. Never ending and never stoping. I still can't seem to comprehend that Chelsea left me. I thought me and her were good. But we weren't.
I understand why she got mad at me and in her perspective I don't blame her for it, but I know there is more to this story on why she just left me out of nowhere. This girl is way to important to me to just let her walk out of my life. She mentioned a guy named Jayce in her letter and....from the sounds of it, he destroyed Chelse.
Whoever this person was, I was going to get to the bottom of this. I needed to know more about Jayce and what he has to do with Chelsea.
And I knew just who to ask.
I needed to put my past behind me, if I wanted to get Chelsea back...starting with apologizing to McClanahan.
I still hated that guys guts....ugh even the thought of him still makes me angry...but if I wanted a second chance with Chelsea, I had to apologize to him.
I got up from my bed and walked over to Rizzos room. Rizzo and Chelsea really hit it off and are pretty good friends so I figured that Chelsea told him who this Jayce person was. I didn't bother knocking on the door, and just let myself in. Rizzo was like a brother to me so he wouldn't care.
" OC what the hell are you doing here?" Rizzo asked me, as he was about to pour milk into a bowl of cereal. More like a pot then a bowl.
"Wow Rizzo, we ate only an hour or so ago" I said smiling at him. Rizzo laughed at me, grabbed a wooden spoon from the drawer and started munching on his cheerios.
McClanhan was sitting on the couch watching an old Calgary Flames game and he stopped to look at me---glare at me. He seemed angry to see me...but I mean I don't blame him...I fucked up his face pretty good.
"Anyways, what do you want Jack?" Rizzo asked me, pausing to look up from his bowl of cereal.
" We uh need to talk...but first I gotta speak with someone" I said nodding my head towards McClanahan.
Rizzo looked up from his snack, looking at me with questioning eyes. He seemed confused very confused. He should be though....I am too?
I walked over to McClanahan and took a seat on a chair across from him.
This was going to be hard. But it had to be done. For Chelsea's sake.
I looked down at my feet searching for the right words to say. Saying sorry should be easy...it was just one word....a word I didn't know if I meant.
" listen McClanhan....don't think for a second that we're going to be friends cause we aren't; I still really don't like you. But your my teammate now...and we can't act like this anymore. I'm sorry about fucking your face up at practice the other day" I said looking McClanahan in the eyes.
Rob snickered, obviously feeling the same way I do about us....being normal around each other. It doesn't seem possible even thinking about talking to each other normally cause well we hate each other.
" ha me, be friends with you! Not gonna happen ever " Rob said laughing.
I glared at Rob, not finding this funny. I looked over at Rizzo giving him the look to make McClanahan shut up before I lose my shit. Rizzo raised an eyebrow at me, then looked at Mac and started yelling at him.
" C' mon Mac, he's trying to apologize here, cut the crap!" Rizzo snapped at Rob. Rob rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, annoyed with both Rizzo and I.
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FanfictionPeople would say," Girls don't play hockey. Girls don't skate". I would say," Watch this!"~ Hayley Wickenheiser, four time Olympic Gold Medalist. Chelsea Evans has had one rough start to her life ever since she graduated high school and left her fa...