Gold/ FaZe Adapt [ON HIATUS]

Chapter 14

Cheers filled throughout the last few seconds of play as we, Canada, win 3-1. The team jumps over the bench and skate towards the rest of us, giving hugs and shaking our helmets. 

We walked back into our locker room and proceeded to get out of our gear and head to the stalls with showers. I quickly showered and threw on my outfit, it's what I wore earlier, and packed up my gear. Once all set I go meet the medical team who took another look at my ankle, which has been sore from blocking a shot. Worth it.

After about 10 minutes, I'm cleared by the medical staff with no major injury. I just need to keep some ice on it and I'll be good to go. I go back and grab my gear and sticks before heading out of the arena towards the parking lot. I have gotten a text from Alex that they would be there waiting for me. 

"Oh my god! Bitch! You were amazing," Alissa yells as I set my things down and she engulfs me in a hug. 

"Haha, thanks!"

"That goal was a snipe! Damn," Ricky says as he also hugs me. Eventually, I hugged everyone as I got to Alex who hugged me tightly saying, "Holy shit. Who knew you could mix Call Of Duty in hockey. Sniping a goal, the goalie barely saw that shit go in. Oh my god, that my girl, bitch."

Laughing we pulled away, as we chatted a bit before separating ways. The others left in the car they came in as I left with Alex. 

"Slide the AUX," I say as I open my music library. He hands me the AUX as I plug it in. I was about to hit play but a certain Violet called. 

I answered, "What's up?"

"Hey, stay the night at our place. You have your stuff for practice with you, it'll be fun."

"Yeah, staying up late and then my ass is gonna be a mess in the morning trying to get to practice."

"Come on," she says as I hear the others yelling things in the back.

"She's staying," Alex says as Alissa and the others start yelling, "Yes!"

"Ok, see you, bitches!"

I turned to Alex and he cut me off before I could even say anything.

"Shut up, don't start."

"Damn you, Adapt."

"You haven't called me Adapt in so long."

"I know, I should give you a nickname only I can call you," I say as No Role Modelz by J Cole blared through the speakers, making Alex jump in his seat. 

"Holy fuck! Don't do that! I'm fucking driving," he exclaimed.

"Sorry, not sorry. Not my fault the volume is high! It's your car!"

"You were with me the last time I was in the car," he fired back.

"Bitch please, I didn't mess with the volume. You were the one with the AUX on the way to the arena!"

"The volume on my phone wasn't all the way up!"

"And that's totally my fault," I say with sarcasm. "Idiot."

"Moron."

"Retard. Oh shit, we caught up with Alissa!" I pointed at her car.

"And we are gonna make it home before they do," he says speeding up on the highway. 

I opened Instagram and recorded us passing them with my middle finger up and turned the camera to Alex who yelled, "And Banks says I'm not a good driver. See ya, Richard Banks!" I ended the video laughing and added "Bye Bitches!"

Later we pulled into the driveway and hopped out. I pulled out my sticks since we had them at an angle so they would fit in the front. Clearly wouldn't fit in the trunk. I shut the door as Alex closes the trunk with my bag. 

"Holy shit, this is kind of heavy."

"Nah, you're just weak," I say, obviously just messing with him.

"Take that back, or I will show you-," I cut him off. "Never."

With that said, he put the bag down before he ran and threw me over his shoulder. I dropped my small bundle of sticks as I yelled, "Adapt, put me down!"

"Nope, now suffer." He started heading towards the garage as Alissa's car finally pulled up. They came out laughing at my situation. 

"Help, get this Idiot to put me down!"

"Can you guys get her stuff while I drop her in the cold," he asks.

"Cold," I ask confused. The others, still laughing, grab my things as Alissa runs inside yelling, "Wait! I need my camera!" Alex takes the elevator up to the top floor as he unlocks the doors to go outside. Soon Alissa comes running behind with her camera recording. 

"Oh no, Alex! Do not throw me into the fucking pool," I yell.

"This is what you get for calling a beast weak," he yells back. As he throws me into the cold pool, I made sure I had a good grip on his arm so he got pulled in.

We swim up as he yells, "Jazz! What the fuck!"

"Bitch, if I am going in, I ain't going alone!"

"Oh god, it's so cold," he yells as his voice cracked at the end making me laugh. I got out as Alissa said, "Hot tub!" I quickly ran into that and warmed up. 

"Oh god if I get sick, it's Alex's fault!" I hear laughter as Alex joins me in the warm water. 

"I'll go get you two towels. I'll bring you clothes to change into as well, Jazz!" She yelled walking into the house. 

Soon Alex sneezes. "Oh buddy, you are fucked," I say laughing.

"I'd fuck you up with me, but hockey stands in my way. Something I can't throw in a fucking pool." 

"Towels," Alissa says handed us each a towel. Alex ran off to his room. He slipped and almost fell but regained his balance and said, "Fuck the elevator." And took the stairs. 

"Careful! Don't each shit," I yelled as he was going down the stairs. 

"I won't,- oh shit!" Alissa and I burst out laughing as he yells, "Fuck you guys."

"We love you too," Alissa yells as we went down and she took me to the same guest room I was in last time.

"Clothes are on the bed and your hockey things, I think Fraizer and Ricky put them in Alex's room. Now give me these clothes so I can go throw them into the washer." The curtains were closed as I quickly went to the bathroom and stripped out of my clothes. I threw them out in the bedroom and turned on the shower. 

After a nice hot shower, I wrap a towel around me and open the door, peeking into the bedroom. Seeing no one there I grab my clothes and walk back to the bathroom. I was in a hurry to take off the cold clothes and get under the hot shower so I didn't grab the clothes then. Alissa left me undergarments, probably from my last time here. Leggings, and a familiar oversized hoodie. I put my hair in a messy bun and walked out. 

Hearing noise upstairs, I follow it and went to the kitchen as Alissa slides me a bowl of salad. 

"Thanks," I say digging in. 

"You look cute in his hoodie," she says and I raised an eyebrow when she said his.

"My hoodie," Alex says from behind. I nod, not talking since my face is stuffed at the moment. He grabs my ankle, the one that I should ice, and put it up on the chair next to me. He went to the freezer and pulled out an ice pack. Soon I felt it on my ankle making me jump.

"That's so fucking cold!"

"Shut up, you asked for it in the car. Serves you right for taking me in the pool."

"You threw me in!"

"Okay both of you shut the fuck up," Ricky yelled.