Love's a Game, Wanna Play? (Jonathan Toews)

Chapter 10

CHAPTER 10

The driver pulls up to their building and I pay him. Walking out of the cab, I check my phone for any messages. No new messages from Jonathan. Nothing. He hasn't said a word to me after that night at work.

I make my way to their apartment and open up the door.

"Leah!" Daniel yells.

"Hey!" I say back hugging him.

"I thought you wouldn't show!" He laughs.

"Well I'm here aren't I," I laugh along with him.

"Leah," Celia walks up and hugs me.

"Celia! I haven't seen you in forever!" I tell her.

"Well the game starts in 15 minutes, so get ready," Daniel says with excitement in his voice.

Celia and I head over to the bar in their kitchen.

"Do you watch hockey?" I ask her.

"I understand it but I don't really keep up with it unlike Daniel," She tells me.

"Yeah it is Daniel's favorite sport for sure! Unlike me, I can count all the games I've seen in my life on one hand!" We laugh.

Celia and I sit at the bar all the way until the middle of the 2nd period.

"Do you wanna watch the game?" Celia asks.

"Yeah sure," I respond.

Celia and I walk over to the couch and sit by Daniel and all of his friends.

"Josh?" I ask confused looking at my brother.

"Oh, hey Leah," He waves.

Typical Josh. Too involved with the game.

"Keith assists to Kane. Kane shoots but it does not make its way into the net," The announcer says. "Toews gets a hold of the puck and shoots. SCORE! Jonathan Toews scores the 3rd goal in tonight's game!"

"What the hell?!" I say.

"Yeah!" All the guys scream.

"Daniel!" I yell.

"What?!" He says with excitement.

"Did a guy named Jonathan Toews just score?" I ask.

"Yeah," Daniel answers.

Seconds later Jonathan's face shows up in the tv.

What? Why wouldn't Jonathan bother to tell me he is some big shot athlete? I thought he was a business man! Jonathan is famous.

Holy shit. He is famous.

People know who he is! Jonathan is not on a business trip, he is traveling the country to play some stupid sport!

"Uh, Celia, I need to go home." I tell her.

"You sure? You are starting to look pale," She asks.

"Yeah," I say and rush out of their apartment.

Hockey is something huge in his life and he wouldn't bother telling me. Like what the hell?

I hail a cab and tell them the address for my apartment. The ride is quick and I rush into my apartment.

Oh my gosh! Jonathan is probably filthy rich!

Why would he not tell me? For God's sake, I told him about my whole I feel like!

I even bashed on hockey right in front of him! Why Leah, why?

I'm sure every person in Chicago knows exactly who he is! How could I not have realized this?!

I hate hockey and he knows that so why on earth would he not tell me that. It is not like I would start to crawl all over him because he is rich!

How do you just avoid telling someone a huge portion of your life? How did you let this happen? How could I not notice any of the clues he dropped?

Why Jonathan, why wouldn't you tell me this? You must've known this wouldn't stay a secret forever.

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