/// Love On Ice ///"It's Over...For Good" Part 38

Recap: The Pens lost the cup to the Red Wings in game 6 at home. We didn't want to head to the locker-room after that night.
OutSide The Arena
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I leaned against my parents car, as I felt sad about the game and the others were feeling the same.
"They were so close". Jamie broke the silence. Freddy gently rubbed her back, as Mark spoke.
"Yeah...They must feel like crap, but atleast they had a great season...I mean look how far they come." We agreed with him.
"Sure man. Besides next year they'll come back and win the cup." Freddy said giving a small smirk.
"Good optimism, Freddy..." Ally gave him a fake smile from her sarcasism.
"Just trying to lighten the mood...you know." He let it out, as it grew quiet once more, but only for a couple seconds.
"Hey, you okay, Steph...you barley said anything at the game?" Ally stared at me with a puzzled looked on her face, as I met her gaze.
"No..I'm fine, just sad that's all." I told her, but I couldn't rack up a smile.
"You think, Flower will be alright?" Fred spoke, as I gave him an answered.
"Most likely...but he'll be feeling down a couple of days. Still I'm there for him." I finally managed to show a light smile.
I head into the car, after saying good-bye to my friends. My parents were also sad about the lost.
The ride was mostly silent when we got home. I walked into the house and head straight to my bedroom. I sat on my bed...thinking about the look on Sidney's face when Detroit won the cup...it was heart breaking. I even thought about Alexander...I need to speak with him..it was going to hurt, but I just hope that we can atleast stay as friends...he's such a great guy. The whole time my mind was filled with thoughts...I kept thinking about 'him' and the crazy thing was...I wanted to see him. His voice echoing in my head wasn't no help either. 'Baby, come over...Please...I need to see you.' I was deiciding to go or not. Then I heard the front door closing, as Marc-Andre's voice sounded depressing. I walked off the bed and opened my door, as I eyed him walking up the stairs with his bag and stix in both hands. The look on his face wasn't cheery...it was terrible. I didn't say anything to him and neither did he...there was just brief eye contact, before he soon walked into his room.(poor Marc-Andre:[)
Sidney's P.O.V.
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I felt terrible...becoming so close to the cup only to lose it against the Red Wings...they were just a better team. When the meida came into the locker-room. I wasn't in the mood to talk, but eventually I did. I stood outside the locker-room, as Britney kept licking my neck. I wasn't enjoying it, because all I thought about was the game and Stephanie. I wanted to see her again.
"Come on, Sidney..baby. Atleast lighten up...I'm trying to get your mind off the game. Please try to enjoy this." She spoke, but she didn't understand. I realized that the only reason she liked me was because I was 'The Sidney Crosby'. If I was just any normal guy, who did something else other than hockey...She wouldn't be all over me, but Steph would still love me either way and that was one of the reasons I loved her.
"You wanna know something? That girl you met a few days back...the one who could barley look at you and the one who sdaly sits next to me. Well I told her that we...You know have sex and she completely looked surprised... I even told her that I'm willingly to give you more and if you want you can actually get some tonight." Shelaughed, but it wasn't funny. I couldn't believe she said that to her?! I couldn't take this anymore. I pushed her away, as she looked alittle mad.
"Sidney? Is there a problem?" I wanted to end this.
"Yeah...It's you!" I looked at her as she looked offened.
"Excuse me...What did you say!?" She gave me sad eyes, which I wasn't buying.
"Heard me. I can't believe you said we were having sex to her! You taken things to far...I can't be with someone, who lies to the girl I love!" I stopped realizing what I said.
"That girl you love? What! I thought I was your girl? You looked happy when we were together." She blurted out, as she began panicking and I didn't care anymore.
"I use to think I was, but there's only one girl, who I can see myself be happy for the rest of my life. You were never my girl and how can I even trust you when I noticed you were flirting with my friends during practice...I bet you flirt with every guy you see and told them you were single. I should have known. Even Mario and Nathalie knew you didn't seem right...I should've paid attention." I noticed she was crying, but she was faking it all.
"What are you saying?" I looked at her coldly.
"It's over, Britney...For good." I walked off with my things, before she screamed.
"Well atleast I can find any guy who will love to sleep with me!" Good-Luck with that...slut.
I walked out of the Arena with the feeling of being like shit and it wasn't because of Britney...I nevered liked her.
It was because I loss the two greatest things in my life....the cup and my girl. End P.O.V

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