Beaulieu's Girl

Chapter 8

****Rosealie's POV****

After lunch Nathan let me drive back to the apartment. Lars was sitting in the TV room when we entered.

"Hey Lars, how come you weren't at lunch?" I asked.

"I wasn't hungry." Lars replied not even looking at me.

"Oh come on what is the real reason?" I asked.

I waited a couple of minutes, but still no answer.

"Lars what happened today? Or are you still mad at me and Nathan?" I asked.

"I think you should tell her what happened today at practice." Lars told Nathan.

"What is he talking about, Nathan?" I was so confused.

"Your brother picked a fight with me today at practice. Therrian pulled us off the ice, and into his office." Nathan explained.

"Why did you do that Lars?" I asked.

"Because it's his fault that you are in this situation you are in. I mean like look at yourself you look terrible right now. How are you even dealing with this?" He pointed out.

I knew that I already looked like shit when I woke up this morning and he just made it worse.

"Lars, don't say that to her. If you were her how do think she feels?" Nathan said, and with that we went upstairs to my room.

"God he is such an asshole." I said.

"Don't listen to him. You are just as beautiful as before when you didn't have all of these bruises and cuts on you." Nathan said.

"Thank you." I hugged him.

"I have to go take my pregame nap. You can join me if you want." He said.

"Sorry I have a ton of school work." I said.

"It's okay. Be ready to go in an hour and a half." Nathan said exiting my room.

I got my computer out and got to work.

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After an hour and a half I was half way finished with all of my work that is due next week. There was just that paper for psychology that I was dreading to write. I knew that I would either write about what happened here or about what happened in Denmark. I closed my laptop and went over to Nathan's room. I knocked on the door, and he said, "Come on in."

When I opened the door he was only in his pants just about to put on his shirt.

"I didn't know that you're had tattoos."

"Well I really don't ever just walk around with no shirt on."

"You should."

"Haha, are you ready to go?"

"Yep, I just have to get my purse and shoes."

I went to my room and got my black Michael Kors purse and brown healed booties. When I got down stairs only Brendan and Nathan were ready.

"Where's Lars?"

"He's not coming with us." Brendan said.

"Why not?"

"Because he wasn't being a good teammate this morning he was scratched. And he is going to continue to be scratched until he apologizes to me and you." Nathan explained.

I marched over to Lars room and opened the door.

"How ignorant are you? I mean like really, you are letting all of this get to you. And you aren't even going to play because you are too stubborn to let it all go. I thought you were better than this, but I guess not." I left him with that.

"Everything okay?" Brendan asked.

"Just peachy. Now let's go."

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I was sitting in the red seats which didn't have a bad of the game at all. I brought my laptop with me just to try and start my psychology paper, and I decided that it would be about what happened in Denmark because it would be too hard to write about what just happened. Surprisingly I finished it with about an hour left till the game. Since I had time I ran down to the locker room.

"Hey can you put this in your bag. I don't want it with me during the game."

"Yeah sure. Go back to your seat, we are going out on the ice for warm ups."

"Okay."

I went back to my seat and there were now more people in the arena. The boys came out onto the ice and warmed up. Then the opposing team, the Toronto Maple Leafs, did their warm ups. Now it was only a couple of minutes till puck drop.

"Madame et Monsieur, ladies and gentleman. Please welcome your Montréal Canadiens!"

The crowd went wild as their team skated onto the ice, and so did I. Just four minutes into the game Gally scores a goal that was assited by Pacioretty. The leafs responded by scoring a goal stick side of Pricer. The first period ended and it was still tied 1-1. I decided that I wanted to get a Beaulieu jersey so I went the the shop inside the arena. I went to the bathroom and switched my red sweater for the Beaulieu jersey I just bought. When I got back to my seat there were just minutes left until the third period. The girls that were sitting on the right side of me were giving me strange looks.

"What haven't seen a girl with cuts and bruises on her face before?"

"Sorry about them it's just that you're new to the WAGS group." a girl sitting on my left said.

"I'm not officially going out with Nathan. Who are you guys anyway?"

"Sorry I'm Angela, Carey's wife."

"I'm Lucie, Pleakanec's wife."

"I'm Katia, Pacioretty's wife."

"It's nice to meet you all, I'm Nathan Beaulieu's girlfriend, but not yet officially." I said.

"Oh my gosh you're Lars' sister!" Katia said.

"Yeah I am."

"Do you know why Lars isn't playing tonight?" Lucie asked.

"He got into a fight with Nathan at practice this morning." I said leaving out the major details.

"Oh, I wonder what happened?" She said.

"I don't know." I lied.

The seconds period started and the girls started talking with themselves. I just focused on the game, but something came to mind.

"Hey do you know where Julie is?"

"Lars didn't tell you? She went back to Denmark because of some family issues." Angela explained.

"Did she take their baby with her too?" I asked.

"Yep."

"I wonder what happened."

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I couldn't believe it. It was the end of the third period and the game was still tied 1-1 so we had to go into overtime.

"Ugh I hate OT."

"Don't worry they can do it." Katia said.

"I hope so. I don't want to deal with a pissy Nathan and Brendan."

OT started, and the Leafs were in our zone. Nathan blocked a wrist shot and got the puck.

"GO NATHAN GO!" I stood up and screamed.

It was a one on two. He did a triple deke and wrist shoted the puck into the net.

"YASSS!"

Nathan scored the game winning goal.