Chapter 32

Ruthanne's Point of View <3

We wake up at 8:30 in the morning, which isn't too early, I guess. Then, before breakfast or anything Kris yells, "SHIT!" His mom gasps, dropping whatever she was working with.
I was standing at the table and turned around, thinking he got hurt or something. "What!?"
"The thing's at 9:00!! We gotta go!" He runs back upstairs to get changed into something decent. His boxers just won't do for this event. I run to get my eyeliner and clothes to change into, I can do makeup in the car, but I gotta change now. I wear a light long sleeved t-shirt, it's a little chilly out today, compared to what it would be like in Pittsburgh at least. I see so many people walking down the street in t-shirts and shorts today.
"You look nice," I say as he runs down the stairs, zipping his pants up.
"So do you. Always." He says, always sweet. We rush out the door. Kris forgets his keys and has to run back in to get them.
On the way to the media event, Kris's eyes are on the clock more than the road I think."We can make it," he says, pointing at the GPS. "It's right, up there." He shows me where the destination is. We didn't take the time to program it in. Especially because he knows where it's at.
"that's good." I say, still putting eyeliner on. Then we get stuck at a red light.
"SHIT!" Kris bangs on the steering wheel.
"Kris, jeez," I look at him.
He shakes his head, "I'm stressed. I'm sorry Ruthanne." I put my hand on his where it's resting on the console in between our seats when I'm done applying eyeliner to my left eye.
We get to the building that they're interviewing just barely in time. "Kris Letang?" The lady behind the front desk asks.
"Yeah," he pants.
"Room 137, floor 5." She says politely, eying him up all the while. I glare at her while she's not looking, then we run off for the elevator. Kris is tapping his left foot on the floor and his right hand on his leg. I touch his arm.
"stop. It's ok." I say. He looks at me, still nervous and anxious.
We get in the elevator and it goes up up up. I don't like elevators all that much, they scare me.
When we're on floor 5 it takes us a minute to figure out what direction we're supposed to be headed, then we run again. The place we're supposed to be is halfway down the long hall. Kris slows down a few steps before the door and I nearly run him over. "oof!"
"Sorry," he whispers. "sit here." He says, pointing at a chair near the back of the room, towards the door. "I don't think there will be that many people here, but since you're a personal guest and not the media, you have to stay back." I sigh as I sit down and he walks up the aisle, lined by chairs on either side. He looks over his shoulder, having heard me sigh, "sorry!" Then he gets up in front of the NHL/Penguins background they have.
There's only a couple people here so far, but there's more coming in, passing me at the door. Some of them look at me. I have no little name tag, or microphones or crew and equipment coming in. Kris is talking to some guy, and then the guy announces that questions can start being asked at 9:15, 10 minutes from now. Everyone that's already in the room grumbles, wanting to get on with it, but there's still people coming in.
Then the questions start. Kris begins to tear up a few times, remembering his friend and I feel bad, like I do every time we talk about it. The fact that the whole league is interested must make this even worse.
All the questions that could have possibly been asked were and they finally finished around 10:30. Kris comes up to me, looking down. "Sorry." I say, putting my hand on his shoulder.
"It's ok. I just don't want to talk about it." He says, looking over at me.
"I know."
 We go out for breakfast together, since we didn't get to eat any before the stupid event.
"Yum.." I say, feeding Kris a bite of my giant Belgian waffle.
"mmm." He groans, closing his eyes. I laugh at him.
"I told you these are good."
"I already knew!" He says back.
"Nuh uh." We both laugh.
Our waitress comes up. "IS Everything going ok?" She asks, obnoxiously interrupting our playful banter.
"Um... yeah." Kris says. "can I get a box?"
"Sure." She says, then after a couple of seconds more looking at Kris, turns and walks away.
"let's leave. She's annoying." He says. I smile.
"Ok." I grin and when she brings the box back we just dump our stuff into it, pay the bill,  leave a tiny tip and leave.
We eat the rest of our breakfast in the car in the parking lot, having more fun because no one can interrupt.
For the rest of the day, we just do nothing. It's a great day and we spend a lot of it outside in Kris's backyard, by the pool, soaking up the sun rather than swimming.
I wonder about Caitlin back home and how she said there's Brittny drama. It's gonna be great when we get back, I'm sure. I just hope everything is "ok" right now. I lean on Kris's shoulder. He looks at me. "You ok?" He asks.
"Yeah." I shake my head. "It's fine."
"K." He kisses the top of my forehead.

Caitlin's Point Of View ;)

 In the morning, well, afternoon, I get dirty looks from my mother. "Where were you last night?"
"I went to a club with Sidney and the guys," I say. "sorry. I lost track of time. Really bad."
"You bet you did." She says, her arms folded across her chest.
I look down. "I'm sorry mom," I say, putting butter on my toast before I add the cinnamon sugar.
I take my breakfast into the den where I sit in front of the TV and eat. I'm still upset over last night, and I purposely didn't check my phone this morning, so I have no clue if Sidney's even going to apologize. I don't want to know at the moment. Because if he didn't, I will be crushed. And if he did, I'll still have to deal with the fact that I like both him and Max.
There's nothing good on TV and I soon get tired of flipping through the channels. I decide to go on a walk. I need to stop avoiding my problems and think for a while anyways. I take my phone and my pepper spray, because I'm not stupid enough to leave the house without it. I'm the kind of person who's always afraid that someone's going to come up behind me and kill me. My phone buzzes and I open it out of habit.
sorry about last night...do you still want to see me?   it says. A tear falls down my cheek. I still don't know if I want to see him or not.
I do. I want to get it all cleared up. I want him to say he's sorry to my face.
I don't. I don't want to deal with the fact that I'm so angry at him. I don't want him to be angry with me for over reacting.
I don't know what to say so I just type what I feel. I just don't know anymore. :'( I guess I need time to think.  is what it says when I hit send. And I do.. I decide to hide the messages between me and Max on the note application, in case anyone ever gets ahold of my phone.
I keep on walking and walking and soon I'm really far from home. About the time I I turn around because I still have the walk back home, and I've thought the same thoughts about my dilemma a million times over, I get a text back.
I'm sorry babyyyy.  
Why are all my relationships like this? I don't think I'm that bad.. am I?  Do I just attract all the wrong guys? My mind is still racing. I don't text him back, there's nothing for me to say right now.

I'm halfway there when that familiar Range Rover pulls up and crawls along at my walking speed. "You want a ride?" Sidney has the passenger side window rolled down.
I shrug, feeling exhausted. I had gone really far. I glance at the time on my open phone. 5:00 PM. I left at like 2:30. Holy crap,  I think, What the heck and say, "Sure." making him pull over and let me in.
"Caitlin, I'm so sorry."
"I know." I shrug and lean against the window.
"Your mom told me that you went walking. She started to get worried after a while." He says, trying to start a conversation. "Look Caitlin I'm really sorry. I can't handle it when you ignore me. I hate it when you're upset with me." He says, sounding really pathetic. I risk a glance at him. "I love you." He says.
"then why were you doing what you did last night?" I look at him, tears in my eyes. "Sidney.. you knowwww that that kind of thing realllyyy gets to me." I'm an insecure wreck is what I am. I always have been.
" it doesn't matter why I was doing it, cause it obviously didn't work, it just pissed you off.. I'm sorry." He says, pulling the car over on my curb instead of pulling in. So now he's trying to make me jealous?

I look at him. "But you had to have known that would make me mad... you know how all my past relationships have ended!" I say, opening my door. "Thanks for the ride." I hop out, feeling the need to be polite even though I'm still kind of furious with him. He's been so courteous through all of this, even though I keep getting mad at him.

"I'm sorry. Do you forgive me?" He asks, hands on the steering wheel, staring off in front of the car.
"I guess. Do you want to come in?" I ask. "and don't think I'm not still mad at you. Cause I am." I say. And I mean it. I just hope he gets it.

He gets out of his car and follows me awkwardly into the house. My mother greets him cheerfully and turns to me. "Nice to see you back." She says sarcastically. She can't stand it when I'm out on a walk for over an hour. And she knows that I'm brewing over something when I'm out that long.
"whatever." I say under my breath. I am not in the mood for her to nag me right now. I know what can happen on the streets. I go upstairs and Sidney follows me again.
"How can I make it up to you?" He asks, watching me sit down on my bed.
"Why would you want to make me jealous?" I evade him.
"I'm sorry it was a dumb idea. I should have been thinking..." He says. "Look Caitlin, I said I'm sorry. I don't know what else to do." He throws his hands up in the air.
"Well that doesn't take back everything I saw you doing!" I shoot  back, looking at him.
Sidney looks down. I'm having trouble staying mad at him, he looks so pitiful and shameful. "I'll leave if you want me to." He says, half turning toward the door. I can feel my face soften as he examines it.
"No." I say quietly, almost hoping he doesn't hear me. He comes and sits by me on my bed. Even while I'm furious with him, I don't want him to leave.
"I love you. You know that?" He says, wrapping his arm around me.
"yeah." I say, a tear falling down my cheek. I lean into him, tired of fighting and we sit in silence for a long time. I think about how much I like him, and Max, and I think about confessing to Sidney how I feel about both of them. I don't know if I could. I don't know how Sidney will react.
After a while Sidney kisses the top of my head and says, "I've gotta go,"
"where?"
"Back to Mario's. Babysitting."
"Again?" I sigh.
"I'll call you tonight." He stands up and walks out of my bedroom, not giving me time to escort him out of the house. I let out a deep breath and fall back on my bed, still feeling shattered and sad when I should feel loved. I don't know how to control my emotions. When I have everything I ever dreamed of, I still find a way to be depressed.

Chapter 31

Caitlin's Point of View ;)

I text Ruthanne in the morning. Brittny drama, wish you were here. :'| I send it to her before I even look at what other texts I might have. I'm up early today, so I don't think there'll be any. I'll leave Sidney one for once since I'm up before him.
Hey. thanks for the help. how was the babysitting? <3 I text him before deciding that I really need to be less dependent I'm always feeling bored and don't know what to do when he's not around. It's like I might die if I didn't get to see him for a day.
I sigh and lay back on my bed. It's so nice to be home. It's just too bad I'll be leaving this one soon. I think I might get some of my stuff moved into the apartment before Ruthanne comes, but I'm not going to set anything up quite yet. I want her to be there for that so I don't get in trouble if I do something she doesn't like. We haven't even called dibs on rooms yet.
I get a text back from Sidney as I'm laying on my bed thinking.
The kids were wonderful, as always, haha. You're welcome. You have plans today?
I break a half smile. It'll be impossible to become less dependent on him if he invites me to do something every day.
That's good. :) I've got nothing to do, most of my stuff is packed and my parents aren't going to be here
I text him back. My parents are going to some kind of event that I wasn't interested in. When I was a kid, I had to go to all of them. Since, I haven't enjoyed any so I stay home from most.
I pick up my phone when it buzzes again. I should be getting up and around and doing something, like taking care of my dog, who's scratching on my bedroom door because he wants out. He's been so excited ever since I got back. I'll feel bad when I start going to classes and he has to stay behind. Ruthanne and I are living in a pet friendly apartment, so I might bring him, but, I don't know yet.
Sidney's text reads, You should come over. All the guys and their girls of course are gonna be here.
Sounds like fun ;) Call me later about it.. gtg shower. <3 I reply, then get up and go to let my dog out. There's a note on the counter for me.
Caitlin, Brittny called again. She didn't leave a message for me to give to you, so... anyways, I need you to do the dishes from last night, and vacuum the living room for me please. Love ya, Mom.
I sigh, Brittny. Then figure I'll do the dishes, then let the dog in, then shower, then vacuum. By then, if Sidney hasn't called, I'll call him. I hate having lists of things to do, but then again, on a day like today, it's almost nice. I'd be bored out of my mind otherwise. Gotta stay busy.
So by the time I finish all that and sit down for a few minutes, I come back to my phone. 2 missed calls. Sidney, Brittny. I erase the Brittny one. Then call Sidney back.
"Hey." He says. "Everyone's here, it's 4:30, you coming?"
"Yeah yeah." I say. "I just had some stuff to do."
"ohh. Ok. Well, when will you get here? We're planning on going out to dinner, then maybe to one of the clubs around here. I wanted to wait for you." He says.
"I don't know.. it depends on traffic," I say. "Maybe 45 minutes?"
"I could come pick you up," he says, "if you wanted me to."
"Nah. I think I'll drive this time. You're always picking me up." I say.
"You sound tired. Are you upset?" He asks, sounding worried.
"No. I am tired, I had a bunch of stuff to get done." I tell him. "Brittny called me again. Twice today."
"Ughhh." Sidney groans. "I hate that bitch."
"Believe me, I do too." I sigh, "well, see you soon. I'm gonna get heading." I take my dog back to his kennel, then head out the door.
"Bye," Sidney says.
The drive to Mario's isn't really all that long. I just always seem to drive at the wrong time. Sidney answers the door right before I knock on it.
"Heyyy!!" He hugs me, and lets me in.
"Hey!" I say back, sounding just as happy, but not knowing why I'm not as excited to see him. I guess I'm just tired.
Of course all the girls are the same, except the one Eric's with. I say hello to all of them, and sit down. Ruthanne's not here to help me blend in so I feel awkward being so quiet. I'm introduced to Eric's "girlfriend" Mia and we're getting along splendidly. The guys are all preoccupied with some game on the Playstation or X Box or something, but Sidney always finds a reason to come back and hang out with me. I like that about him.
Ruthanne finally texts me back. Again? God that woman's annoying.
Tell me about it. Sidney's afraid she's gonna try and break us up. I write back.
"Who are ya textin?" Veronique leans over my shoulder.
"Ruthanne." I tell her, hoping she remembers who she is.
"She was here last time we all got together? With Kris." I nod and hit send.
"Yeah." I say, "she's in Montreal now."
"Oh yeah? with Kris?" She looks more interested now.
"Yeah." I say. "I guess it's not a happy affair, but she's happy to be with him."
"I love Montreal." She says.
"I"ve never been out of the U.S." I say. She laughs and that's when the conversation ends because Marc-Andre Fleury comes back up from the game the guys were playing. Sidney walks over too.
"Heyyy!" I say as he pretends to sit on my lap, then sits beside me. "did you win?" I kiss him real quick.
"You mean... You weren't watching?" Sidney makes a really sad, pouty face. I instantly feel guilty. "I kicked ass Caitlin!" His pitiful expression gone, he's back to being excited about the game.
"Dang. I missed it." We laugh and he hugs me. "sorry,"
"are you having a good time?" He asks.
"yeah." I say. And I am. Talking to Veronique and the other girls, who seem to know each other really well.
"So." Veronique leans over again when Marc-Andre leaves. "We're having a girls night next next Friday, at my house. You want to come?" She asks.
"Yeah. It sounds like fun." We exchange numbers and she gives me directions to her apartment building and all that fun stuff. I'm excited to go, even though I hardly know the other girls. I can only remember a couple of their names. Laura, Veronique, and Tess.... And then everything comes together. Sidney had acted strange when introducing me to her. He recently explained that their relationship ended badly because of Brittny. Who's she dating now?
"we might be going out to a club, soo, bring your dancing shoes! The guys don't know yet. and they're not invited. So, shh!" Marc and Sidney come back and we talk to them instead of each other.
"Heyy." I say, still not totally getting the Tess thing, but since she's in the room, I'm not going to ask. "Did you win again?" I fake a smile. I really don't care.
"No. Marc over there killed me in the first round." He glares at Flower across the room and I laugh. When Marc notices he glares viciously back. Veronique winks at me. I laugh again.
"Poor you." I look up at him. He's standing behind the couch I'm sitting on.
All of a sudden all the guys around the room stand up from their game. Max says, "Hey, we're going to get heading to the club."
Sidney grabs my hand and pulls me up out of my seat. "Let's go!" Max and the girl with him end up riding with me and Sidney. I don't know why but I can't help but feel a tinge of jealousy seeing her holding hands with him.

The club is all lit up. I'm don't regularly go to these kinds of places, but they're fun. At 3:00 AM it's about time for closing and we get ready to leave.
I found out the girl with Max is an old friend. Her name is Heather. Sidney had had a drink earlier (it's still not an excuse) and I caught him flirting it up with some drunk girl when I came out of the restroom. In the car, it's silent. Max and Heather know I'm mad at Sidney.
Back at Mario's, Max and Heather and everyone else leaves. When Sidney says, "goodbye." I feel like I'm going to cry. I totally forgot about my parents and freeze when I get in the car. I might be 18 and legally an adult, but I still live with them. They're going to kill me.
If I wasn't so mad at Sidney, I'd ask if I could stay with him. I get a text from Max on the way home.
Sorry 'bout Sidney. Not much I can say for him. I watched it happen too. -Max
It's ok. I guess if it's meant to work out, it will. Meanwhile, I'll be in my room, crying. I reply while driving, which I guess wasn't the smartest thing to do, but, I feel like I need someone to talk to.
I'm sure it will work out. However much I don't want it to. He responds.
Great, he must still like me. Max... Is all I write. I don't know what else to say.
The next text comes when I pull into my driveway. I can't help that I like you. I feel like we'd be perfect for each other. It was hard enough to stay away from you on that cruise. You're the only reason I went, really. A tear courses down my cheek. I've always liked Max, but I tried to put aside my feelings for him and love Sidney. I do like them both. And here we go again on that emotional roller coaster. I had really hoped Max would forget that he liked me. But I guess he hasn't.
Max. I like you too. I just... don't want to hurt Sidney, and I don't want him to think I'm doing anything because I'm upset. I write. and it's true. I have been happy with Sidney, but I find myself faking it a lot of the time too. I don't want to have the rest of this conversation right now, so I follow up the last text with: I've got to go to bed. Night Max.
I take a shower. I would never be able to sleep smelling like smoke like I do. And I go to bed with an uneasy feeling in my stomach.

Ruthanne's Point of View <3

Today is our one last free day until after everything's done and taken care of.
Kris takes me out sightseeing today. It's wonderful in Montreal. I like it better than Pittsburgh. Kris finally decided that we'd be staying a week after his last scheduled NHL interview thing. We're leaving for home next Friday then. He's going to Luc's parents this Saturday. Nobody is supposed to know about it, so that the media doesn't show up. I told him I wasn't going, even though he really wants me to.
"But they're like my second set of parents," he whined. "you have to meet them."
"It'd be too weird. That's not the reason why you're going to see them anyways." I tell him.
"Well what will you do while I'm gone?" He tried again.
"I'll stay here and hang out with your parents. I'm not going." I say. I don't really want to hang out with his parents alone, but it's a good enough thing to do while he's gone. Maybe I'll go sightseeing again and take my camera with me.
I snap a photo of me and Kris in front of a neat looking building. Then I kiss him and skip down the sidewalk ahead of him. He walks, hands in his pockets and laughs at me. I turn around and wait for him at the corner. He jogs up and takes my hand. I lean on his shoulder.
"j'taime." Kris says. I can't help but smile. His voice is so much better when he speaks in French.
"I love you too." I say, holding onto his arm and leaning on his shoulder.
We drive to different places in the city, and then walk around from there. I'm having so much fun with Kris, I forget about all the stuff and the troubles back home. We decide to go home somewhere around 4:00.
We get back and Kris's mom is waiting for us with lunch. I don't normally eat lunch at 4:00, but it's delicious. I'm in such a happy mood today, I just can't stop smiling.
Kris's mom asks why and I look at Kris. She laughs at us and gets up to wash dishes.
"You two are so cute." She says a moment later. I burst out laughing and Kris blushes. We go up to his room, because he feels awkward when his mom says stuff like that.
We hang out up there for a long time. It's like 7:30 when we come back down and sit in the living room.
Kris's mother is working on dinner. It smells really good too. "whatcha makin' mom?" Kris yells.
"Meatloaf." she says back. That's definitely not what it smells like, but I like meatloaf.
After dinner Kris and I go for a walk in the dark. Montreal is even prettier lit up. I love it here.
Kris and I go to bed after our walk. He's got a big day tomorrow, and he's got to get up early. And I guess that means I do too. yay.

Chapter 30

Ruthanne's Point of View <3

Kris's mom and step dad are really nice. Kris and I got to talking last night and didn't get to bed until after 2:00. And didn't wake up until after 11:00 in the morning.
He told me about his friend, Luc, and how they were so close. And how the day after tomorrow, all the events and everything would take over us. We, mostly Kris, would be really busy. Day after tomorrow is a NHL media event where they're going to ask questions about Kris's relationship with Luc, how they played together in the minor leagues, and everything else you can think of. And the rest of the week is like that, just stuff with the NHL, the funeral, everything else. I guess Kris is going to make a trip out to Luc's parents' home. I'm thinking I don't want to go, even if he wants me to. It'd be too weird to go. I don't know them, or Luc for that matter.
Kris takes his family and me to breakfast, well, brunch at a Tim Hortons nearby. He's surprisingly having a good time, and so am I. It's neat to see how happy his parents are to see him. They ask a lot of questions about me, and I blush at some of the answers Kris gives. They smile and Kris's step dad pats me on the back every time I'm embarrassed.
So then, they start asking me questions about him and filling me in on things he used to do and habits he had. Some of the things, I think I'd rather not know. I answer to the best of my ability, and with the most embarrassing answers possible. Kris's parents are having an absolute riot here in the Tim Hortons, watching our little battle. Of course it was fun for them, they got to find out about each of our little habits and secrets, in public, and watch us embarrass the hell out of each other. It must have been hilarious.
We head back to their place and around 3:00 they decide to go grocery shopping. Kris and I just hang out in his bedroom, having a good time making fun of each other for that conversation in the restaurant. "I love you." I say, laughing and kissing him. "I really do."
"Well I love you too," He laughs, "despite the embarrassing things you said in front of my Mom!" I smile mischievously, proud to have gotten on his nerves and gotten away with it. That's a fun feeling to have. The "he loves me anyways feeling." But I try not to abuse it, cause then he won't love me no more.
I roll over on my back on Kris's bed. "I wish I lived in Montreal." I say, "it's so lovely here."
"You've only been here a day!" Kris says. "I mean, it's great here, but, you hardly even know," He laughs at me.
"Still. It's lovely. The people are nice." I'm talking about his parents, him, everyone at the restaurant, the airport. It's great here.
"Ruthanne," Kris laughs. I smile and sit back up.

Kris's parents, who grocery shop together, which I find hilarious, come back around 5:00 in the evening with stuff to make dinner. I help his mom make a casserole thing while Kris and his step dad sit around in the living room and watch some hockey game or another. We get to know each other a little bit better and I love how easily we get along. Like we've known each other for a long time, really.
Dinner is ready and we all eat, but this time it's quiet, because the food is better, I think. After that, around 9:00, Kris's parents go to bed, surprisingly earlier than last night. I guess that's normal for them, but having Kris home last night was so exciting, they couldn't sleep. His family is a lovely, funny, quirky one.
We go back upstairs and hang out again after a while. I had gotten used to his parents, who are very talkative, supplying the conversation, and I couldn't think of anything to say. I was genuinely tired too, which could have something to do with that, nodding off here and there on Kris's shoulder as we watch TV. It's not like it would matter if I fell asleep, we're in bed. I just don't want to, as long as Kris is awake. I just love being in his presence.
"You're so cute when you sleep." He whispers in my ear when I wake up yet again.
"Yeah?" I look up at him.
"Yeah. You know it won't bother me if you just sleep. You try too hard to stay awake for me." He laughs. I smile then lean my head on his shoulder again.

Caitlin's Point of View ;)

Sidney comes over, and I was right about him sounding irritated and stressed. "Did Brittny call you?" Were the first words out of his mouth when I opened the door. He almost looked mad.
"Uh yeah. like twice." I say. "why?" I ask him, my happiness kind of spoiled now. He comes in and we go to my room almost immediately, so my mother won't hear.
"What's wrong, exactly?" I look up at him.
"I just think she's up to something." He says, pacing back and forth through the mess in my room. "First of all, she somehow got ahold of Mario's phone number and called 2 or 3 times. She called you. Texted you."
"yeah?" I say, not worried as much as he is. "If it's anything, we can deal with it Sidney," I say, still not understanding why he was so upset. "I don't think she's that dangerous."
"Well, I do. How do I know she's not going to do something stupid to get at us."
"You don't." I say, still confused. I think Sidney's overreacting. "I d-don't quite understand why you're so upset over this." I say, shaking my head and putting my hands up. "Explain or something." I say.
"ok. So once upon a time I actually dated her. I think you know that." He says, frowning. "And right after I broke up with her she did this kind of thing. Found the numbers of some of the guys, called them, called me, didn't leave a message. Texted them with weird questions that only a stalker or someone would ask." He takes a breath. "anyways, the next girl I went out with, Tess, was walking down the street to the corner store and Brittny comes out of nowhere and starts flipping out on her, screaming and whatnot, trying to hit her." Sidney grabs my hands. "Anyways, the clerk at the store heard it and came out to help her..." He trails off for a minute. "Let's just say, that one ended badly, because of Brittny and I don't want that to happen to us." He hugs me and rests his head on top of mine while I lean into his chest.
I stand there silently, not knowing what else to do.
"Ok now?" He asks me.
"Yeah.. I don't think there was any way I was going to figure out why you where freaking unless you explained it." I half laugh.
He laughs nervously, "yeahhhh," he says, still hugging me, but I'm looking up at him now. It's just a little bit awkward so he lets go.
"Everything will be ok." I say. "I don't care about Brittny and I'm not going to let her get between us!" I say resolutely.
"I hope not." Sidney says.
"Well, it won't happen, so don't worry about it." I say, glad his little hysteric fit is over. I mean, I do that sometimes too, but it's just a little bit scarier when a grown man hockey player does it. Just a little bit scarier.
"Ok well. I'll help you get all packed up he says. Just tell me what to do." So I do. There's a pile of boxes in the corner of my bedroom, and I point to them. We work methodically, me handing him stuff to put in the boxes, until like half of my room is in them. Then, we head down for some dinner. It's like 6:00 and I'm starving.
Sidney hangs around for a while after that, then heads back to Mario's. Mario and Nathalie wanted to go out tonight I guess, and Sid got stuck babysitting. I don't mind, and neither does he. I just think it's funny, that he does that. So he leaves, and I'm at home, alone, doing nothing. I end up going to bed early because I'm bored and don't feel like packing anymore. But again, I just lay there for a really long time, not able to sleep because Sidney's not there.