Beaulieu's Girl

Chapter 16

****Rosalie's POV****

"Hello, anyone in here?" I walked into the lounge.

"Hi Rosalie." Weaver said from the couch.

"Hey aren't you suppose to be practicing?" I asked.

"No I have a concussion so I'm just taking a nap here." he replied.

"Oh I'm so sorry, I just go now." I apologized.

"No it's okay you can stay here."

"Thank you, but I can go really it would be no problem."

"Rosalie it's fine you can stay here."

"Okay thanks."

"I saw you out there with Nathan." he said.

"Really? Was I any good? I'm terrible right?"

"No no you were amazing. You have so much speed it's crazy!"

"Thank you."

"Here I'll even make you one of my famous protein shakes." Mike said getting off the couch.

"Where's the rest of the food?" I asked.

"In the freezer and fridge."

I opened the fridge to find some chicken and broccoli.

"Up for some chicken and broccoli strifry?" I asked.

"Sounds good to me."

"So what team, do you play for?" Mike asked me while I was preparing the broccoli.

"I'm not on one right now. I used to play back in Denmark."

"How come?"

"You know the guy that I just had that huge court case with?"

"Yeah."

"Well when I lived in Denmark he used to be my boyfriend and then our relationship turned toxic. He got me into partying, drugs, and alcohol. I didn't want to do it at first, but then it just felt right. That's why I had to quit because I wasn't myself mentally and physically. Because of that my scholarship to McGill to play for them was revoked. My dad had to fight them to at least let me go to the school."

"I'm so sorry to hear that. So is Nathan training you?"

"Yep. He's going to help me get back on the team."

"That's great that you are doing this. Hey if you want I could get you practice time with the McGill team because I know the coach and a practice with the habs."

"You would do that?"

"Totally. It wouldn't be a problem because right now I have nothing else to do."

"Thank you so much!!!" I said hugging him.

"You smell that?"

"Oh shit it's the chicken!" I said taking it off the stove top.

"Hey look you caught it just in time." he pointing to the non-burned chicken.

I cooked some rice, put that on two plates, then the chicken, and to top it off with some broccoli.

"Looks delicious."

"Bon appétit."

After eating and finishing our smoothies Weaver and I went out to the seats to watch the boys practice. Therrien was really pushing them today since they didn't have a game tomorrow just and off ice workout. They were doing sprints at the end when P.K. accidentally skated right into Nathan. There was thud on the ice when Nathan fell right on his knee. He got up slowly, finished his sprints, then went into the locker room.

"I better go check up on him." I told Mike.

"I'll go with you."

"Thank you."

We got down to the locker room, but Nathan wasn't there.

"Do you guys know where Nathan is?" I asked.

"Yeah he's in the medical room." Carey said.

"Thanks."

I raced down there with Weaver. Nathan was sitting on the bed with his equipment off and the new trainer working on him. They were being way to friendly with each other for my liking. He kept on flirting with her and she had her hands on him for far too long.

"Excuse me, but I would like to talk to my boyfriend in private." I told her putting exaggeration on, my boyfriend.

"Sorry I can't leave without doing a full analysis of the injury." She said.

"Well obliviously you don't know what you're doing because if you did you'd know that it is his knee that is the problem." I said and walked out of the room.

"Rosalie!" I heard Nathan yelling after me.

I went back into the room and said, "Have fun walking home."

"Is everything alright?" Mike asked.

"No he was totally flirting with that new trainer and she had absolutely no clue what she was doing so I told him have fun walking home."

"That's not right of him to do that after what you just went through and he just asked you to be his girlfriend. I'll talk to him now." Mike said.

"You don't have to do that." I said.

"No it's fine he needs to be put in his place." He said.

"Thank you so much, bye."

I walked out to my car with all of my stuff that just barley fit in my car.