Chapter 17
Caleb's POV:
In the second period it was two-one for us. There were a lot of penalties and the guys were getting anxious. Juliet was out and we were on the penalty kill. McClement shot it down into the offensive zone and Juliet skated hard after it. As she got close, Chris Neil came out and checked her from behind.
She went flying head first into the boards. She sprung back and the whistle was blown. As the fans booed and the players yelled my eyes stayed locked on an unmoving Juliet. Chris Neil was kicked out and as he was skating a scream erupted from Juliet. The stadium went quiet as she screamed touching her back.
"My back! My back! Caleb!" She yelled. I got up but a firm hand was on my shoulder. I looked back at coach and he looked down at me sadly.
"You can't go out. I'm sorry." He said as the trainer ran onto the ice. He bent down and spoke to her and he signalled for the stretcher. They wheeled it out and I sighed shifting in my seat. They examined her and rolled her onto the stretcher and strapped her down. They rolled her off and I breathed heavily.
During the intermission I was hoping they wheeled her into the dressing room but she wasn't there. Her stall was empty and her stuff still laid neatly folded. I sat down staring at her stall and a bunch of guys patted me on the shoulder. I nodded and the game continued. It was the longest period in my life as I sat on the bench.
All the shit I have done and then this happens. That asshole may have ended her hockey career! Anger, rage and sadness was flowing through me. I wanted to kill Chris Neil. If he did anything life threatening he would need body guards because I was going for him.
Once the game was finished I didn't even worry about the score. I ran into the dressing room and got quickly undressed. The guys would head there in a little bit. I took a taxi to the main hospital and went inside.
"Hi, I'm looking for Juliet McDavid?" I asked.
"Fracture clinic. Room six." She responded. I followed the lines and came to the fracture clinic. I opened room six and she laid on the bed. a large bar was wrapped around her waist and one was around her head. Metal bars kept her back straight. She looked like she was stuck in a box.
"Caleb!" She smiled.
"Hey! How are you feeling?" I asked.
"Better. I'm out for the rest of pre season. I have a cracked vertebrae. I have to stay in this for two weeks, take some bone strengthening vitamins and some pain killers. I have a concussion too because I blacked out." She explained.
"Are you in a lot of pain?" I asked.
"No. The pain killers I'm on are a-ma-zing!" She chimed. I chuckled at her reaction and smiled.
"I'm glad you're okay." I whispered.
"You know. When I was on the ice I didn't even want my mom. I wanted you. But you weren't allowed on so I had to settle for Rielly, Jake and McClement." She joked. I smiled and took her hand.
"I'm sorry." I said.
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