hey everyone

With school back in full swing I barely have time to get a few hours of sleep let alone do anything that makes me happy like updating. This is the first time since I posted my last update that Ive been able to check this. I'm glad everyone is so excited for me to update but I just cant find the time. I'm hoping by Christmas break I should have enough to post and Ill get it up ASAP I promise. Just hang in there =))

Part 24

"Ouch." Brooklyn said taking a step back.
"Brooklyn I swear it's not what you think." Nicklas said stepping toward her.
"Right, Nicklas. Shes just in your bed now." she said biting her lip to keep back the tears. "I came here to apologize, to say it was all my fault, and that I was sorry for doing what I did and I was wrong for jumping to conclusions, but obviously I didn't jump to far from the truth."
"Wait. What do you mean 'doing what you did'?"
"For making out with Alexander, for almost letting him get his way." she said avoiding his eyes.
"Woah hell no. You didn't add that part." he said his mouth dropping open.
"Yeah well you didn't add you were sleeping with the puck slut thats been stalking you for the past 2 weeks!" she screamed now getting defensive.
"Excuse me Brooklyn, you're the one who hasn't stopped screaming long enough for me to tell you whats going on!"
"I don't need you to tell me." she said her voice almost in a whisper. "I've seen this before, you're just like Brody."
"Seriously." he said obviously angry. "That's what you think?"

All she could do was nod as a single tear ran down her cheek.

"Maybe we jumped into this a little to fast." she said looking at the ground.
"Yeah. Maybe we did." he responded his voice soft almost caring.

She nodded looked up at him and slowly walked into the neighboring room to join the Alexes. She shut the door behind her and slid her back down til her knees were once again to her chest. All three jumped when they heard the agruging in the next room.

"Bre leave now! I don't fucking care what they say, leave! Do you not know what you just did? Yeah I bet you're just fucking jolly about it! Get out! Now!"

"I've never heard him yell like that." A.O. said coming over to hold her in his masive arms.
"I no either, he quiet." Alexander added sitting cross-legged in front of them.
"What happend?" A.O. asked.
"We broke up."
"Oh no." Alexander said his eyes wide. "Why?"
"Why do you think, Alexander?" she whispered into A.O. shoulder. "He was hiding the fact Bre was in his bed. I've been cheated on, I'm not going through it again."
"What are you going to do?" A.O. said rubbing her arm.
"I don't know. I have a place in mind. I came here to get away from home and I guess being theres the only way I can get away from both."
"No, Brooklyn!" Alexander pleded. "You no leave now, playoffs soon. We need you."
"I'll be here for that, I promise. I just, I think I need a few days out of this city."
"Who are you staying with?" A.O. asked. "You can stay with me, I've got plenty of room."
"You know him, very well." Brooklyn said with a small laugh. "I grew up living next door to him, he's a really good friend, but you won't like him."
"Oh God, Canada. Who?"
"Sidney Crosby."

Part 23

"Alexander!" Brooklyn screamed throwing her front door open, it slammed against the wall making Alexander jump to his feet
"Brooklyn!" He screamed back. "You say before game, Alexander-"
"Yeah yeah I lied." she said cutting him off. "You'll never guess who I just met."
"I don't care!" he said throwing his hands in the air. "Did you see Nicky play? Horrible Brooklyn. As you say, like shit."
"It's not all my fault, Alexander."
"You call him, now. He played -"
"Good." she said now cutting him off. "Maybe his mind was on Bre."
"God. You so damn stubborn! Do you no care?"
"Of course I care Alexander!" she screamed, her voice starting to shake. "How could I not! I hurt him and I know I did, but he hurt me too. Maybe were better off apart."
"No! I no allow it."

She rolled her eyes and slid onto the couch bringing her knees to her chest. Alexander stood glaring at her, his arms folding tightly across his chest.


"So you no call him?" he asked his voice a little softer.
"No"
"Fine. Go pack." he said relaxing his arms.
"Excuse me?"
"You no hear? Go pack. I be back one hour. Be ready."
"Psht! Forget that." she said almost laughing.
"You go naked? Fine I don't care, but you go. One hour."



She didn't look up at him as he walked out of her apartment slamming the door behind him. She sat there for a while before sighing, knowing there was no way getting around Alexander's plan now that he had put his mind to it. She sulked to her bedroom, found her suitcase under her bed, threw in some random unmatched clothes and got of the elevator just as Alexander walked in the main doors.



She didn't speak to him as they walked to his car. She didn't need to ask questions, she knew exactly where they were going, and why. She simply stared out the window wondering where her snow had gone over night. Late March snow never lasted but she was still upset. The playoffs would be starting soon which just meant extra stress for everyone. Alexander had explained that they needed to win at least two games to even have a shot at the playoffs, and if they somehow made it in they would be playing the number one seed, Pittsburgh. She laughed remembering what had happened during a regular game with them, she could only imagine what injuries a playoff game would bring. As they were boarding their plane she almost asked how he got two first class tickets to Detroit in less than an hour, but she stopped herself remembering her childish game she was playing. She woke on Alexander's shoulder a few hours later just as they were landing, he rushed her through baggage and out the door to the waiting taxie before she even had time to completely wake herself. It was a shorter ride to the players hotel than she had hoped for, she didn't know what she would say to him, Alexander didn't give her enough time to think.

The hotel lobby was empty except for a few workers cleaning up a bit. She listened to Alexander on his phone speak Russian to who she only guessed was A.O. He grabbed her arm and practialy pulled her onto the elevator.

"You know," she started pulling her wrist from his grasp. "You're gonna leave a bruise, and I don't need anymore of them."
"Oh so you do talk?" he mocked.
"Shut up."

Alexander rolled his eyes as the doors opened on the 4th floor. He stepped out and once again had to drag her along with him. He stood her infront of room 412 and knowing her better than she thought knocked for her, then slid into room 413 and heard the Russian conversation again. Her heart was racing so fast she thought she could see it pounding through her t-shirt. After what felt like forever Nicklas finally answered the door.

"Brooklyn!" he said with a smile on his face.

She could tell he was hurt just by the look in his eyes. She had to hold herself back from throwing herself into his arms.

"Nicklas." she responded smiling back. "Can I come in?"
"Uh no, um-"

She tilted her head in confusion to his studdering. She noticed that he was trying to block the entire door way. She slid a little to the side and saw what she knew she was going to. Bre lounged out, in a small tank top and shorts, on the single bed in his room.

part 22

She hit send on Danielle's name in her contacts list as the elevator doors opened on to the lobby floor. She rolled her eyes at one of the blonds who was flirting with theguy at the main counters. She slipped her arms in through her coat just as Danielle picked up.

"Brooklyn?" Danielle asked confused.
"Hey Danielle." she responded holding the phone with her shoulder to unlock her Jaguar. "I really need to talk to you."
"Of course, of course" she said the pep coming back into her voice. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"
"Um yeah." she said remembering the bruise beginning to yellow on her cheek. "I'll explain everything when I see you."
"Where do you wanna go? I can go for some coffee!"
"No." she said before Danielle could continue. "I really don't want to be 'out' right now."
"Well, I'm home. If you wanna come over." she said her voice losing the pep.
"Okay, I'm on my way now. Give me 10 minutes." she said as she started her car to allow the heater to do its job. "Just promise me you won't jump to conclusions before I tell you what happened.
"Oh okay?" Danielle asked once again confused.
"I'll explain it all, be there soon."

She let her forehead fall against the steering wheel. She knew she'd have to tell her about her face eventually but she wasn't ready to admit that she had thought about cheating on Nicklas. The more she thought about it the worse she began to feel. Before she had a chance to think exactly she was going to tell her, she was already walking into Danielle's apartment lobby. The door man smiled then raised a confused look when he saw her left side. She dropped her head and pressed the 3rd floor button on the elevator wall. She smiled as an elderly couple got on when it stopped on the 2nd floor. They stood in front of her, their hands interlocked. The woman rested her head on the man's shoulder as he placed a small kiss on the top of her silver head. She still had a happy smile on her face when she stopped in front of Danielle and Mike's apartment 201B door. She was barely on her second knock when Danielle ripped open the door and pulled her in by her shirt.

"You know what Brooklyn?" Danielle started, a little pissed off. "I don't...oh my god! What happened? Did Nicklas? NO! I'll kill him-"
"Woah!" she said cutting her off. "You promised you wouldn't jump to any conclusions. I've done enough of that for both of us. "
"I'm sorry." Danielle said finally letting go of her shirt. "You just really had me worried."
"I'm sorry, I just...I didn't want to talk about it over the phone."
Danielle sighed. "Come sit down, spill everything to me!"

Danielle took her hand and sat her down on the living room couch. Their apartment was bigger than hers. The living room was filled with light from the french style doors that led to a large balcony that over looked a snow covered garden style yard. Three small children were putting the finishing touches on their lop sided snowman. She smiled and turned back to Danielle. She was still in her pajamas, a pair of red silk pants and a white tank top. Her blond hair falling down out of a high messy bun. Her brown eyes masked by a light black rim of leftover eyeliner. She took a deep breath and began.

"Two days ago while Nicklas was in New York I thought I'd go home for the weekend. I hadn't called or seen my parents since I moved down here a six months ago, I figured it was time to go make sure everyone was okay, anyway no one was home so I just hung out in alone in my old room. That's when my ex-boyfriend showed up."
"Oh no!" Danielle broke in.
"Yeah, he of course made me feel like shit, when he's the one who cheated on my during a party everyone we knew was at. He brought up Nicklas and called me a whore. I tried to walk away and he pushed me against the wall. My reaction was to defend myself, I hit him and..." she started to cry.
"Oh Brooklyn!" Danielle said pulling her into her arms.
"There's more." she said curling into Danielle's arm. "After I came home, Nicklas completely freaked out. Which I expected but he made Alexander stay with me to make sure Brody-"
"Your ex?"
"Yeah. Made sure he didn't come back. I kinda spilled things to him.."
"Like?" Danielle asked.
"Like Nicklas being so calm and down to earth and how I need a wild night to just let loose and well.."
"He made a move?" Danielle said.
"Yeah...and."
"You let him, and now you feel bad."
"Yeah exactly! I don't know what would've happened if Nicklas didn't call."
"Are you and Nicklas fighting?" Danielle asked.
"Yeah. When he called I heard a girl say she wanted to 'see his sexy body' and I over reacted like I always do. Completely freaked out."
"Okay." Danielle said stopping her. "Let me make sure I understand. Brody hits you. Nicklas makes Alex stay baby sit you to make sure Brody keeps his distance. Alex makes a move, you let him because you need the excitement. Nicklas calls, interrupts. You hear another girl get mad. And that's what you're fighting about. and then..?"
"I came here." Brooklyn said.
"Right you came here." Danielle said taking a deep breath. "Okay it's 1:30 the game starts at 2, so they're probably warming up. Michael will call at 5 so...we've got 4 1/2 hours to figure this out. Trust me Brooklyn this happens."
"What?" she asked pulling away from Danielle's hug. "Cheating on the boy of my dreams?"
"Hey I cheated on Michael." Danielle said with a laugh.
"What? With who?"
"Matt."
"Bradley!?" Brooklyn said in shock. "No way!"
"Yeah they had a girlfriends game, where you bring your girlfriend or wife, and he was flirting with some slutty brunette the whole damn time, he even signed her fucking chest! Well I told him to burn and I ended up banging Matt in his car that night."
"How did.."
"Michael take it?" Danielle said laughing. "He flipped out. Moved in with Brooks for a week. One night I was doing dishes and he came home without saying a word picked me up and, oh I tell you..best sex ever!"
"Well I don't think any of that will be happening."
"Why not?" Danielle asked confused.
"I don't think he would want our first time to be just to prove he's better than Alexander."
"Oh? You're still a virgin?"
"Well, to Nicklas." she said with a little laugh.
"Well I promise everything will be okay and you'll lose that Nicklas virginity. I mean he doesn't even need to know about Alex, since nothing happened."
"I don't know how long I can keep that quiet."
"Then you tell him that you were upset so you came on to Alex but you stopped before anything went down or..well up but you know."
"I hope so."
"You look exhausted."
"I am. I haven't slept in a while." Brooklyn said rubbing her eyes.

Before she knew it she was passed out on Danielle's couch she woke up to Danielle whispering on the phone in the kitchen.

"No Michael she's really upset, she's asleep, no its not that noticeable, I think she has make up covering it, no I'm not going to ask her, I don't care, tell him he needs to call her and explain, Michael Green! That's what I thought, thank you, bye baby.

She shifted on the couch which got Danielle's attention. She sat down her tea and smiled. Brooklyn groaned and sat up.

"What time is it?"
"Almost 6."
"Oh god! Alexander!" she said reaching for her phone.
"Has called you 4 times."
"Babysitters" she said with a laugh. "I better get home."
"Yeah you better."
"Thank you Danielle." she said her eyes tearing up again.
"Brooklyn." she said taking her hands. "Everything will work out fine."

She nodded, hugged her and made her way to the parking lot. She laughed as Alexander called just as she started her car.

"I'm on my way." she said skipping the hello's.
"You better. You say before game Alexander I be home, it after game Brooklyn!"
"I'm leaving now."
"Well you have 10 minutes, I call again."
"Bye."

She made it back to her apartment lobby just as the snow started again. Once again she found the blond sitting on the main lobby counter. Her skirt barely covering her underwear. She pressed the up button as the elevator. The blond caught her eye and smiled.

"Hi Brooklyn." she said in an annoying high pitched voice.
"Mmhm." she said rolling her eyes. "Where's the other slut?"
"Huh?"
"The on you're always with."
"Oh you mean Bre?" the blond said just as the elevator doors opened.
"Excuse me?"
"Her name is Bre. I'm Cady." she said putting her hand out for Brooklyn to shake it.
"Where is Bre?"
"Um she said something about going to Detroit except she wouldn't tell me why, stupid slut keeping secrets."
"Oh!" Brooklyn said grinding her teeth. "I know exactly why she went to Detroit."

part 21

Her heart was pounding as his lips traced her jaw line, down her neck, and across her collar bone. Why was she so nervous? It wasn't like he was a complete stranger. She didn't lie when she told him that he was her favorite out of the guys, or that Nicklas was a little to down to earth for her. She really did need a wild night out, to just romp. Her entire life she had always been the good one in the relationship. But now as she thought more about it and Alexander's hands were running up her shirt, she remembered how it felt to be on that side of the cheating relationship. She knew how it felt to have her heart ripped out for everyone one to see.

"Whats vibrating?" Alexander breathed in her ear, pulling her from her mental conversation.
"My phone." she sighed. "On the table."

He pushed himself up off her chest back on to his knees, and reached for her phone.

"Nicky" he smirked.
"Oh thank god." she said quietly under her breath. "Hey Baby!"
"Wow." he said a little taken back. "You sound so happy to hear me."
"Oh I am."
"Why? I've only been gone a few hours?'" he laughed.
"What? I'm not allowed to miss you?"

Alexander got up off the couch grabbed the remote and laid on his stomach on the floor. He flipped through the channels a few times before stopping on Spongebob Squarepants, singing the theme song horribly. She laughed, he turned his head smiled, shrugged his shoulders and continued the song.

"What are you laughing at." Nicklas asked.
"Your babysitter is laying on the floor watching Spongebob." she said laughing again.
"Sasha is there?"
"Yeah he woke me up thank you."
"Oh man." he said, she could picture his 'I'm sorry' face. "You didn't kill him did you? We need him."
"No, but I thought about it." she said rolling her eyes at Alexander who was making faces. "But then I heard that damn Russian accent and I couldn't remember why I was mad at him."
"Is he being good?" Nicklas asked with a slight laugh in his voice. "Not hitting on you, is he?"
"No." she almost screamed causing Alexander to jump a little and turn down the TV. "Why would you say that?!"
"Woah. There you go again Brooklyn, being all protective, you jump to conclusions way to fast. I just see the way all the guys look at you when you're at the rink. I got to protect whats mine."
"Excuse me?" she said. Alexander's eyes huge, his face smashed to the side of her head trying to hear their conversation. "What's yours?"
"You know what I meant."
"No. No. I didn't please tell me."
"I meant nothing Brooklyn."

"Nicky baby." a familiar girls voice called from the background. "We're going to the pool if you wanna come and you know show off that sexy body of yours."

"Oh hell no." Brooklyn snapped. "Who was that?"
"No one."

"No one?" the girl asked. "Who are you talking to?"

"Well..." Brooklyn said. "Tell her...Nicky baby."
"My girlfriend." Nicklas said.

"Girlfriend?!" the girl sounded pissed.

"Yes, Bre. My girlfriend, now go away, give me a minute."
"Bre? Bre who?"
"No one Brooklyn. She's no one."
"Okay Nicklas." she was on her feet now, Alexander limping around trying to get close enough to hear the conversation. "So some complete stranger, whose name you knew, just walked into your hotel room and says she wants to see your 'sexy body'. Am I missing something?"
"Yeah." he snapped back. "The part where you're accusing me of something I never did, nor will I ever do Brooklyn!"
"Whatever Nicklas." she said getting sarcastic." have fun with Bre, call me later kay, love you babe BYE!"

She would've thrown her phone against the wall if Alexander's hand didn't catch her wrist before she let go. She fell back onto the couch her knees pulled into her chest, her face pressed into her hands, holding back tears.

"Aw Brooklyn." Alexander cooed. "It your first fight."
"No Alexander." she said through her hands. "I let my anger out on him, I shouldn't have. Now he's going to fuck some Bre girl and we'll be over."
"What fuck?" Alexander asked confused.
"Getting in on." she said looking at him now, her voice raising into a scream. "Freaking, doing the deed, popping cherries, banging, messing up the bed sheets, god Alexander stay with me!"
"Oh." he said "you mean sex?"
"Sure." she said getting up again. "Is that what they're calling it nowadays."
"Mmhmm I think so."
"Whatever." she said grabbing her coat and keys, slipping on her shoes. "I need to talk to Danielle."
"Where you going?"
"Her place." she said opening the door. "You can stay here if you want. I shouldn't be to long, I'll be back before the game."
"Ugh" he said sliding back onto the floor. "I never understand American girls."
"I'm Finnish!" she screamed before slamming the door shut behind her.