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My eyes snap to the ice. Toby has his hand on the glass, his lip peeled back in a snarl. There's a mix of pure anger and hurt in his eyes. What is he doing out here? I thought he went back with the team. And why does he think he can look so pissed? I shouldn’t feel bad. We’re not together, he made sure of that. But I do. I feel like I betrayed him in some way.
My shoulders slump, and I hold back tears as he continues to glare at me. And then he moves to Ryan.
“Fuck,” he hisses. “Ah, I’m going to avoid you for a bit, if that's okay?” Ryan informs me. “Because I have a feeling if he sees me with you, he’s going to murder me and hide my body so no one ever finds it.”
Bishop shouts from across the ice, trying to get Toby’s attention. With one last look at me, he skates over to Bishop. The two of them start shouting at each other until my dad appears behind them and intervenes.
My attention moves to Bishop as they disappear, worried I just ruined everything we’ve been building together. It was just a meaningless kiss. I wouldn’t have done it in any other situation. Friends kiss friends on these things all the time.
I should have thought better, I should have waved off the camera and played it off in a joking manner.
“Well, that was interesting,” Mom muses next to me. “I wonder why he got so upset?”
She looks at me, but I just shrug, unable to look her in the eye.
“I’m sure he was just being a protective big brother,” Theo adds with a chuckle.
I cringe. I love that man but I really wish he didn’t say that.
My gaze moves to Rain, and she gives me a sympathetic look. Did I just ruin whatever progress I made with Toby too?
I’m freaking out when I know I shouldn’t be. We are nothing; I can date, kiss, and sleep with whoever I want.
But the person I want to do those things with isn’t Ryan.
Why does such an innocent thing feel like the biggest betrayal?
I sit there for the rest of the game feeling horrible. Toby’s game is off and it doesn’t take long before the other team catches up. He’s pissed after the next goal, shouting, and slamming his stick against the net, snapping it in two.
I gasp, never have I seen him this upset before. I’ve seen him get into fights on the ice, even though he shouldn’t. But never something like this.
And it’s all my fault. I hurt him.
But he hurt me first.
It’s not an excuse. I’m not the kind of person who manipulates emotions to get revenge.
I shouldn’t feel guilty though. I’ve done nothing wrong.
Then why does it feel like I did?
For a moment, I thought the game might end in a tie, but in the last thirty seconds, RVU scores one more time, and we lose.
My stomach sinks and I see our team all deflate. As the opposing team celebrates their victory, ours slink off the ice.
Not Toby though. He rips off his helmet and gloves, tossing them to the side, shouting to himself.
One of the guys from the other team shouts something at Toby. Toby’s head snaps up, and I gasp when Toby charges for him.
“What is he doing!” my mom shouts as Toby and the guy start beating the shit out of each other.
My eyes are wide, my hands over my mouth in shock as I rise to my feet, watching in panic as I see the first drop of blood hit the ice.
Both teams jump in and it becomes a full out brawl. Everyone is taking swings at one another. I watch Bishop bury his fist into one guy’s face before he hits him back, making Bishop’s head snap to the side. A wicked grin takes over Bishop’s face as he goes in for another hit.
Jax rushes onto the ice as the other coach and referees have to intervene, pulling players off one another.
“Fucking hell,” Brody growls as he, Chase, and Theo get up and hurry out of the row of seats to join Jax on the ice.
