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“Because Slade and I started school the same year and that fraternity had been trying to get Slade to pledge the entire time. He denied them repeatedly. Slade didn’t want people to know he had family money. He had a condo and a nice car but besides that, he didn’t flaunt it. The fraternity didn’t like that he thought they were just a bunch of spoiled rich kids that paid for their grades, whereas Slade graduated with honors.”
“Pre-med, right?”
Toby nods.
“So you think they used me…”
“To get to him… yeah, I think so. But that's just my theory,” he says.
I can feel my heart begin to race and my hands sweat. I think back on everything I said to him… the years he put the NHL on hold for me… the tattoo… everything.
Why didn’t he tell my father the truth?
Why didn’t he come to find me on campus and tell me what was happening?
I don’t understand any of it but he’s the only one that can answer those questions.
“I have to find him,” I say, looking right and then left, trying to think of where in the stadium he is right now.
“Yeah, go,” he urges.
“You have your ticket for my dad’s season seats?”
“I got it,” he says, patting his pocket.
“Ok, I’ll meet you there after I find him.”
“Good luck.”
I turn and race down towards the locker rooms, dodging between people to get there as fast as I can before the game starts.
I reach the lower level and wave my badge at security to let me through.
I see a few players walking back from PT, probably getting taped up before the game that starts in less than an hour.
I see Lake, then Seven, and then right behind him… Slade.
“Slade!” I yell before he makes it to the locker room.
He stops and looks over as I run down the hallway towards him.
There’s not a smile on his face as I run up. He almost looks ready to get yelled at again.
Slade
“I need to talk to you,” she says.
She looks even more beautiful than ever, which fucking kills me. But I also haven’t seen her in days since she’s been avoiding me.
“Right now?” I ask.
“Coach wants us back inside,” Seven says, looking at her and then me.
“Thirty seconds? I’ll be quick, I promise,” she pleads with Seven.
The last thing I want to do right now is get my ass handed to me by the little blonde standing in front of me before I go out of the ice. I’ve put my heartbreak out of my mind to give everything I have to this game, and now Penelope decides to show up right before the puck drops.
It's not the best time.
