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Breaking the Ice

Vingt

We walked up to the charter with a row of lights on either side of the walkway. I was behind Sid and in front of Cookie. Sid grabs my free hand and laces our fingers. My heat skipped a beat as he led me up the stairs of the plane. He gave me a quick kiss and took his sit next to Flower while I was left to do the “walk of shame” to my usual seat in the back. I felt my face get hot and my knees felt wobbly. I forced my feet to walk properly in my nude heels and took my seat next to Beau. He gave me a look. One of THOSE looks. I looked at him briefly before sitting straight forward. He leaned forward in his seat and catching my eye.

“What?” I asked quietly, annoyed.

“Don’t give me that. Come on.” He said leaning into me.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” I said crossing my arms defensively.

“Melissa, come on.” He said, his blue eyes sparkling in the dimly lit aircraft.

“We’re…..dating” I whispered before putting in my headphones.

His jaw dropped and he went completely still. I stared straight ahead when he ripped my right headphone right out of my ear.

“OW! WHAT THE HELL?!” I screamed punching him. A few heads turned to look and see what we were up to and I just raised a middle finger telling them to mind their own business.

“Ow,” Beau groaned holding his arm.

“What is your problem?” I asked furiously, a little quieter.

“You’re…..dating Sid?” he asked.

“Did I fucking stutter?” the plane was getting ready for take off and my patience with Beau was quickly fading.

“But….but…is that a good-“

“Deal with it.” I said putting my headphones. I feel asleep fast to the newest Kelly Rowland album and forgot about all of the things rushing through my head. After a dreamless rest I was woken up by Sid standing over me. I jolted away at his light touch to realize that Beau was no longer next to me. He must have climbed over me to get out, I thought as I pulled my headphones from my ears and rubbed my eyes.

“We’re here babe,” he said gently, kneeling to my level. Nobody else was on the plane and I heard the quiet rumble of the engine stop.

“Have you been crying?” he asked wiping the dried tears off my cheeks.

“Ew ew ew. Sorry.” I said standing and gathering my things. Sid just watched me quietly before putting a hand on my shoulder.

“You didn’t answer my question.” He said concerned.

“It was probably involuntary in my sleep.” I said shortly before brushing past him and off the plane. I jogged to get on the waiting bus and everybody groaned when I finally made it on. The bus ride was short and Sid sat next to me in the back. Beau gave me this disgusted look as we walked down the aisle and I just rolled my eyes at him. It was late and everybody was eager to just get to bed. I hauled my things into Sid’s suite and I could see Geno staring at me following him in from down the hall. I just wanted to punch everyone in the face.

“Mel what’s wrong?” he asked setting his duffel bag down on the spare bed.

“Nothing Sid” I replied throwing my bag down and flopping face first into the other bed.

“Do you really think I don’t know something is up?” he asked. I felt the bed sink as he traced shapes into the exposed skin of my back. My black dress was long sleeved and had a tight boatneck, the back dipped to my waist and it was cut just above the knee. Needless to say with the open back couldn’t wear a bra and the guys gave me shit when the room was cold.

“I told Beau.” I said sighing. I knew he’d get it out of me eventually.

“Yeah?” he asked encouraging me to continue. He straddled me and started massaging my shoulders.

“He just gave me this look. First on the plane, like he was disgusted with me. Then on the bus like he was fucking disappointed or something. The fuck did I do wrong?” I said beginning to cry.

“Nothing babe” he said rolling off me and pulling me into his chest.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” I said feeling too vulnerable. I cleared my throat and wiped my eyes. “I promised you we’d-“ I trailed off, reaching to him to remove his shirt.

“We don’t have to babe.” He said with a small smile.

“No, it’s okay” I said, hands at his sides sliding his shirt further up. He pulled it down, sat up, and pulled me into his lap.

“You know you’re absolutely perfect right? You are honestly the most giving person in the world. Despite the fact that you feel like shit, you still think of my needs. Well, what you think I want. I love you so much.” He said squeezing me. He pulled me tight into him and softly rubbed my back. His face was nuzzled into my neck and I couldn’t hold it back. I started crying and shaking. How Beau reacted hurt me so much. I really didn’t think it’d be that big of a deal.

“Sid,” I said sniffling.

“Yeah babe?” he said looking me in the eyes and wiping my tears away.

“Maybe we shouldn’t—“ I began, standing,

“What? What because of Beau? He’ll deal with it. I know it’s only been six weeks or whatever but.”

“Sid,” I took a deep breath. “Maybe we can just….I don’t know. Have a break. Finish the cup run. Talk more in the summer…” I trailed off refusing to look at him. He turned his head slightly to the side before standing calmly.

“No. Absolutely not.” He said reaching out and grabbing my shoulders.

“I just-“ I began shrugging his hands off of me. “I think we need a-“ I started walking away from him and pacing to the corner of the room.

“Stop. Do no let this get to you. “ he said grabbing my waist and standing behind me.

“I’ve been through a lot Mel. You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I can’t lose you, especially not right now.”

“I’m sorry” I mumbled barely audible. “This is too much. I just, we’re still playing Ottawa and I don’t want….If Beau reacted that way and Geno looked at us like we were crazy a couple weeks ago what is everybody else gonna—I just can’t do it right now.” I turned to face him.

“I know it seems rough right now, but you need some rest. Get some sleep and we can talk in the morning.” He said, pleading with his eyes.

“I’m sorry. I said one last time, letting go of him, grabbing my suitcase and rolling it into my room down the hall. I dipped the key card in the slot, opened the door, and threw my suitcase across the floor. As the door shut I fell against it, sliding to the floor.

Everything hurt. I began to cry myself to sleep.




I heard a loud banging on the door and I rolled forward. I guess I had slept against the door. I brushed my hair to one side and stood, straightening up.

“Mel, where the fuck have you been. We’re done with breakfast and leaving for morning skate” Duper said angrily. “You’re never late, the fuck is wrong with you lately?” I sighed and turned to get changed. He stepped in my room and grabbed my arm. He took a good look at me as I head the door slam shut behind him. He studied me for a while and I wrinkled my nose at being stared at.

“What?” I snapped. His eyes darted to my body. More specifically my outfit.

“Ma Cherie, what happened? Was it Sid? What the fuck did he do to you?”



Comments

great job
Great story please update
Hawksgirl88 Hawksgirl88
7/14/13
Amazing story
Chicago Canada Chicago Canada
6/22/13
Freaking love this! Mel is badass.
AnthemGlass AnthemGlass
4/25/13
AHHH I LOVE IT! :D
SWEET BEAU SWEET BEAU
4/19/13