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.