Chapter 10

I am so sorry for the lack of updates and how short they are. Soccer has been crazy. PLEASE, PLEASE comment. Love you <3

Chapter 10

Kylie’s POV

 

Shit. Was I seriously that stupid? What the hell do I do? The only thought that popped into my mind was this. “It’s not his jacket!” I cringed, wow that was pretty pathetic.

His face soured and he got up and strode over to my and yanked the jacket off my shoulder. His hand groped into one of the pockets and pulled out a picture before throwing it into my face. “How do you fucking explain this then, Kylie?” He said vehemently. The photo was Max and two men, I presume his brothers because they look exactly like him, holding the Stanley Cup. It was obvious I couldn’t get out of this one.

“Sid..I’m so sorry. It was just an innocent date, nothing happened. I swear!” I said desperately.

He paced around the room. “How could you do this shit Kylie? I SPECIFICALLY told you not to date him. Max is EIGHT, do you hear me? EIGHT years older then you!” Sidney spat out.

I shrunk back, I’ve never seen him like this. “It wasn’t anything, I promise. I just wanted to get to know him.” I tried to explain.

“Oh yes, you just wanted to know him after you two almost had sex on the dance floor.” Sidney said harshly.

Okay, this tactic obviously wasn’t working. Onto number two: crying. Sid can’t stand when girls cry.

I dabbed the corner of my eyes, forcing tears to come out. “I’m so sorry Siddy, I was so stupid.” I whispered making my voice break.

He automatically softened, but not completely. “Where did he take you? Tell me it wasn’t Diesel.” He asked, almost pleadingly.

I shook my head, relieved also. I know Max is a player. “No, it was some fancy place with a beautiful view.” I gushed.

Sidney rubbed the back of his neck, closing his eyes slightly. “Just be careful and don’t let it get serious. Now sit down on the couch.” He orded.

I sat down on the couch automatically. “Why?”

“Um, we need to talk.” He said sheepishly.

“No.”

“Yes.”

No.”

“I’m sorry, yes.”

“Nooo!” I begged leaping up. He grabbed my wrist and pinned me back down to the couch. “I swear to god Kylie, if you try and move I’ll get a rope and tie you down.” He hissed.

I put my head in my hands. This wasn’t going to be fun.

“Okay, so you know safe sex is important.” He said turning beet red.

I put my hands over my ears. “NA NA NA NA NAAA I’M NOT LISTENING NA NA NA NAAA.” I sang desperately.

He gave me the Look and I stopped immediately.

Sid coughed uncomfortably. “So your not on any um birth control, so you need a condom. Plus, for um..diseases.” He muttered uncomfortably.

I looked at the ground. “Yes, yes I know.”

He crossed his arms uncomfortably around his body. “So putting the condom on correctly is very important. It needs to be small enough that it doesn’t slide, but big enough that the se-“

“YES I KNOW!” I yelled cutting him off.

Sidney jumped up. “I have an idea, I could show you on a banana.”

“NO I HAVE TO TAKE HEALTH IN SCHOOL FOR A REASON.” I yelled. Right then the phone rang and he looked at me before going to go get it.

“SAY MY THANKS TO WHOEVER IS CALLING!” I yelled before escaping up to my room.

 

Next Morning

Sidney’s POV

 

I sat at the kitchen the next morning, still feeling awkward from last night’s “talk” with Kylie last night. Never.Again. Next time, I am so just calling Mom. She walked down stretching, but stopped suddenly when she saw me.

I laughed and held out a cup of her coffee. “I offer peace.” Kylie crept forward cautiously and sniffed the cup before snatching it out of my hands.

“Just checking.” She clarified.  I rolled my eyes. “So you coming to the game tonight?”

Kylie faked a yawn. “I dunno, it’s a Sunday night and I might be real tired for school the next morning.”

I snickered. “I’ll give you a note to be late.”

Her face brightened. “Got it!”

 

Locker room before Game

Ky came into the locker room with me and hung out hesitantly around my stall, I think she was nervous about seeing Max. Jordan kept staring over at her, trying to make eye contact. Damn it, he better not like her or another guy to beat up.

Max came in late as normal. “Hey, hey fellas. Superstar here!” And then he saw Kylie and came over and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. I growled at him. Like literally, how an animal would growl. Max just snorted at me before turning back to face Kylie.

“I got you something.” He told her and handed her a bag.

Ky opened it hesitantly. “Oh, a..Talbot jersey.” She said. I smirked, she didn’t seem to excited.

“I thought you could wear it!” He said excitedly. I looked over at Jordan, he looked like he was going to break something. Every one was quiet now. God, since when did our locker room become a freaking soap opera?

She stared at her Converse. “Um, well, I’m sorry Max. But wearing your jersey would make it seem like you were branding me and like..I’m not that into that. I also always wear my brother’s jersey.” Kylie said trailing off. A whistle went around the room and a few laughs broke up.

Max stared at his hands before a fake smile filling his face. “You’re right, it’s way too early.” He lied.

Ky nodded, “I’m just gonna go meet Vero..” She said before walking towards the door. She suddenly spun on her heel and stalked toward him.

“Bastard.” She said before grabbing the jersey out of his hand and walking out of the locker room, not saying anything else. Max let a wide smile spread across his face. Damn it. He won Round 1.

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Kylie’s POV

 

I woke up the next morning with a killer headache, and for a moment I forgot why. Then the events of last night flashed back, even though most of them were blurry. I remember drinking, probably drinking one too many because I was stressed out about Brent. Max Talbot was there flirting with me the whole time and even though he’s almost nine years older than me, he’s still pretty hot. By the time “I’m in Miami Bitch” I was totally trashed and was acting like a bitch too. I let things go way to far with Max. I groaned when an image of Sidney popping Max in the jaw came into my head. And then one of Jordan punching him. But wait, why would Jordan punch him. I shook my head, I must be confused because of how much I drank. That’s all I remember before waking up now in my bed, hung over. At least I was in my own bed with my clothes on, that was certainly an improvement. I padded downstairs to go get some Advil. I thanked god that it was raining, meaning soccer try outs were cancelled for today. On the chalkboard all Sid had wrote was “working out.” I cringed, he was pretty pissed off at me. I dumped the coffee Sidney had left in the coffee pot, he drank it plain black and that absolutely disguited me. I had to be French Vanilla with cream, two and a half sugars, and a Splenda. It’s barely even coffee by the time I’m finished with it. While brewing, I began to think about Brent. Should I call the cops? But that was stupid, it wasn’t like  I had a restraining order put on thing and so far he hadn’t done anything…yet. And I never had put in a report about what he did. If he comes near me again, I’ll tell Sidney. I jumped out of my trance when my phone began buzzing in my pocket. I opened it without even looking at the caller I.D.

“Kylie?” A voice asked. Max.

“Um, yes Max?” I asked hesitantly. I knew Max was a womanizer, but I was nervous about what he thought of me after last night.

“I’m so sorry about what happened last night. It should have never happened. We were both drunk, but there’s no excuse for what I did.” He rambled.

I sighed in relief. “Oh Max, I was so worry you thought I was a slut. I just drank too much and you know how people get when they are drunk. I’m so sorry also.” I said in a rush.

He laughed nervously, “Not great first night out, eh? How about we just forget about it.”

I pumped fist excitedly. “Yes, that sounds great!” I agreed.

“But um, you seem like a great girl, I was wondering if you would want to go out to dinner tonight? So we could really get to know each other.” I could hear the nerves in his voice.

“Yes!” I agreed without hesitating.

“That’s great Kylie. I’ll pick you up at 7:30?” He said warmly.

I replied, “Yea, but just wait at the end of the driveway please.”

“Sidney?” He asked darkly.

“Yes. Bye Max.” I said before hanging up.

 

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Sidney was still mad at me when he got home, so he went right into the den and ignored me for the rest of the day. At around 6:30, I began getting ready for my date. I decided to dress in a black halter dress ( http://www.splendicity.com/prettybynature/files/2008/01/bamboo-halter-dress.jpg ) and a pair of silver, strappy heels (http://www.splendicity.com/files/101/2008/03/meena-prom-shoe.jpg ). I put my hair up in a loose bun and walked downstairs carefully, trying not to fall. I went to the den and stood hesitantly outside the doorway.

“Why are you so dressed up?” Sidney asked me.

“Um, because I’m going on a date.” I tried to say casually.

He grunted and sat up. “With who?” He asked.

“No one you would know. I’ll be back by 10:30.” I said, feeling bad for lying.

“No, ten.” He told me.

“Ten is way to early.10:30!” I fought back.

“Ten.”

“Fine, 10:15?” I said angrily.

He stared at me. “10:15 sharp..or I’m grounding you!” He exclaimed. I rolled my eyes before walking back upstairs. I looked outside the front window and sure enough Max was parked at the end of the driveway.’

 

By the time I was done walking down the driveway, I was beginning to regret my decision of telling him to pick me up at the end. My feet were killing me in the heels. I got into the car and he smiled broadly at me.

“You look beautiful!” He told me.

I looked down at my feet and blushed. “Thank you Max, you look quite handsome too.”

 

We chit chatted casually the whole car ride there. He finally parked and quickly got out of his side and came over and opened my door.

“Wow Talbot, such a gentleman.” I said smirking, but accepting his hand and getting out carefully. Hey, I wasn’t taking any chances in these heels. I saw the name of the restaurant, “Bella Vista Continental Restaurant.” We walked inside and he went up to the hostess.

“Talbot.” He said quietly. The hostess’s head immediately snapped up, and she smiled at him. “Let me show you your table.” She said smiling the whole time and leading us back to a semi private table in the back, right next to the glass. For the first time, I looked out the glass table. I gasped and could feel my jaw drop. Outside was a stunning view of the city of the Pittsburgh. I could see everything lit up and all of the different bridges. My favorite was the large yellow one that went over the rivers. Wow, I really needed to study my geography of Pittsburgh.

Max smiled at me, “It’s probably my favorite view of the whole city.” He told me.

Then our waitress came over, she was a very bubbly girl. “Hi, my name is Carla. What can I get you to drink?” Carla asked, but I noticed that she was staring at him the whole time.

He grinned at Carla, “Me and my friend here want a bottle of Pinot Noir, please.” He told her.

“Oh.” She looked over and sneered at me, “Are you of age?”

“Of course she is.” Max said smoothly. The smile returned on her face and she disappeared.

Max winked at me, “I’m letting you drink, try not to get drunk this time.” He said laughing.

I shook my head but giggled also. “I’ll try to restrain myself.” Carla returned to us quickly with the bottle of wine in an ice bucket.

“Now what can I get you to eat?” She asked giggling.

Max snapped the menu shut and handed it to her. “Two steaks please.” Carla nodded disappointedly, she obviously wanted to talk to him more. As soon as she left, I stuck my tongue out at him. “What makes you think I wanted a steak?” I asked. Not telling him that that was what I was actually going to order.

“You just seemed like a steak kind of girl.” He said grinning at me. I shook my head and toasted a glass of wine with him. We spent the whole date talking about what it was like growing up in Canada and playing hockey. We always skirted around the subject of Sidney. At the end of the date, Max pulled out his credit card.

“No, I have some money from chores.” I said pulling some bills out of my purse. He glared at me. “No, the man always pays for the first date. It doesn’t matter if I was a poor high school kid or a rich hockey player, I’m paying.” He said in such a stern voice that I was almost afraid to argue with. Once we got outside of the restaurant, I realized how cold it had gotten. I shivered involuntarily and Max looked at me concerned. “Are you okay Ky?” He asked.

I let out a short laugh before wrapping my arms around myself. “Yes, I’m fine. Just regretting the decision that I didn’t bring a jacket. It was stupid, I mean it’s October.”

He quickly slipped off his jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders. It was huge on me, but I smiled at the kind gesture and wrapped it around my tighter. The car ride home flew by, we were having a great conversation the whole time.

He parked halfway through the driveway this time and Max faced me. “Thank you so much for coming Kylie, I had a great time.” He told me.

I smiled, “It was great also, thank you so much for dinner. Next time we go out, it’ll be on me.” I said.

He smirked at me, “Already talking about next time?” He asked.

I blushed, “Sorry.”

He reached towards my face and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. “Don’t be, I was thinking the same thing. I’ll call you. But I want to give you this.” Max announced before reaching into the back and pulling out a single red rose and giving it to me.

I gasped and carefully took it from him. “Thank you so much, it’s beautiful.”

 

We kept the promise of moving slowly by he just gave me a quick peck on the cheek before driving away. I twirled down the driveway laughing, I had a great time. I walked into the house. I must have looked like an idiot, with a huge smile on my face, a jacket twice my size, and clutching onto a rose. To my surprise, Sidney was sitting on the couch in the family room.

“Are you sure it wasn’t any one I know?” He asked sourly.

“Um…no.” I said nervously

“Then why are you wearing Max’s jacket?” Sid asked angrily.

 

Chapter 7

I am so sorry I haven't updated in a while! School and soccer has been crazy, and because of that I haven't gotten home until 9 at night, and I still have to take a shower and do homework. I'm also sorry that this chapter is rushed, but I have to get up at 5 to go the Penn State game tomorrow. So excited!! WE ARE PENN STATE! and the penguin tickets go n sale in a week!!!

Chapter 7

Kylie’s POV

 

“Couldn’t you call some one and just ask them for directions?” Lana asked while she was eyeing the men working at the construction before us.

“That’s the problem, no service at all.” I told her, tapping my fingers trying to think of a way to get out of this. “But we could drive around until we get to a place with service…” I said trailing off before we both heard a car pull up besides us. It was Brent.

I saw Lana take in his blonde hair and stunning blue eyes and the lips that made you just want to kiss him so bad. He winked at me before saying, “Hey ladies, you look lost. Need any help?” He asked.

“Lana, roll up the windows, lock the doors, and drive away now.” I ordered panicky while trying to keep my breathing normal, no way in hell I was going to be that girl who had a panic attack once away.

“But..” Lana said still staring at him.

“I’m serious. Now, please.” I said my voice much for firm this time. She looked at me confused before pulling Jim into reverse and then started driving around neighborhoods. Now my mind was starting to reel, how did that happen? He must haven obviously followed me, Pittsburgh is way to big of a city to just run into each other. I felt the note in my pocket from earlier today, it definitely wasn’t a coincidence. But how did he know where Sid lived? How long has he been to Pittsburgh? My vision began to spin, so I took deep breaths and closed my eyes.

“Kylie, are you okay? Why did you panic so much when that guy asked if we needed any help?” Lana asked me confused.

“He was just some one that I never want to see again.” I told her and left her at that, I really didn’t anyone knowing about what happened with Brent.

She bit her lip, staring anxiously at me. “Okay….but I think we should just pull over and ring a doorbell and ask for directions. It’s 7:30, so your brother won’t pick up the phone.

“But…what happens if they are a really old person that hates their doorbell being rung?” I asked.

“Well, you’re related to Sidney Crosby, they will bow to your feet for you.” She said simply before parking and cutting the engine. Fearless like she is, she got out and then pulled me out before marching up to the door. She rang the doorbell and a middle aged, balding man answered it. I could hear the Penguins game going on in the background.

“Yes ladies?” He asked while craning his neck to try and see some of the game.

Lana flashed him a smile. “I was wondering if you could give us some directions to Mellon Arena, you know where the Penguins play?”

He stared at us. “How could you not know where the Penguins play! Ten year season ticket holder. But I had to sell tonight’s tickets because we have to send my oldest son to college…” He said grumbling.

He then looked at me suspiciously, “Do you go to school with my son? You look darn familiar.” He asked.

I am now being compared to my 22 year old brother. Joy to the freaking world. I plastered a smile on, “I don’t think so, I’m new to Pittsburgh.” I explained.

He let out a hearty laugh before disappearing into another room and then coming back with a piece of paper and handed it to Lana. “You two young ladies just follow these and you’ll be fine. Have a fun time at the game!” He told us.

Lana smiled at him again before shaking his hand and thanking him.

“See, that wasn’t that bad!” She told me.

I just shook my head.

 

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The whole game I was on the edge of my seat, not because of the exciting game, but because I was thinking about Brent the whole time. Me being the paranoid person I am, I kept feeling like some one was watching me. I hate it, I got away to Pittsburgh so I could avoid him, and now he has followed me here. The Penguins came out victorious after a hard fought game and Lana pulled out her phone. “Oh shit Kylie! I have to go I totally forgot I was supposed to baby-sit my brother! I’m so sorry, thank you so much for the game!” She yelled before hugging me and running out. I sighed and waited awhile before pushing the locker room door open to where most of the guys were.

I went over to Sidney’s stall and bit my lip. “Sid..I have something I need to tell you..” I stared to say, but Kris Letang’s voice cut me off.

“Yo guys! VIP lounge at Diesel tonight!” He yelled. Sidney must have forgotten that I said that because he hooted with the rest of the guys.

 

We all piled into Sid’s Range Rover and drove to Diesel. At the entrance, a bouncer was asking for I.D’s.

Sid ran his hand through his hair when he realized this. “Oh shit guys..I’ll go him with her.” He said.

But to his amazement, I pulled out my fake I.D. I got back home and showed it to the bouncer. He shrugged, but let me in with the rest of the guys.

Sidney stared at me. “My sweet little sister has a fake I.D.! Oh my god, Mom and Dad will kill me if they found out I was taking you to a club.” He began to worry.

I shrugged, not really in the festive mood. “Whatever, I would be drinking in a few months back home.

 

The whole night Max was sitting next to me at the bar and we danced. I had a couple of drinks, not enough to get me completely trashed, but I was definitely buzzed. That’s probably why when one of my favorite songs, “I’m In Miami Bitch” by LMAO came on, I jumped up to dance. “I love this song!” I squeled.

Max chuckled and yelled. “Same!” He grabbed my arm and he pulled me out onto the dance floor. I let my hair out of my pony tail and started dancing pretty crazy. Max and I got closer and closer, and eventually I could smell the alcohal in my breath. Eventually, we started grinding each other. I looked over once and saw Sidney looking pretty pissed off, but I laughed out loud. What was he going to do? At the end of the song, Max spun my around and kissed me. It certainly wasn’t an innocent kiss. Our tongues battled for possession and I felt him slide his hands onto my hips and I ran my fingers through his hair. That’s when he got sent flying back form some one.