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Breaking the Ice

Vingt deux

I swept a piece of wet hair behind her ears and moved until I was inches away from her face. She looked exhausted, sad, and worn, like the game had broken her.

She rested her forehead on my shoulder and took a deep breath. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her cheek.

“I’m tired.” She whispered into my shirt.

“Come on. Let’s get some rest.” I suggested following behind her. I slipped off my sweats and t-shirt and got into bed. She stripped down to her bra and panties and slid in from the other side.

“I was so bad” she whispered curled up against her body pillow on the edge of the bed.

“We all have bad games sweetheart” I said scooting closer to her.

“It wasn’t just bad. It was horrendous” she cried.

“Shhhhh you need to get some rest. We’ll bounce back.” I said kissing her shoulder softly. She turned to face me and buried her face in my chest. She wrapped her arms tightly around me and was soon asleep.


“I just have a problem with you being a fucking whore.”

It rang in her dreams like a bell, breaking her heart over and over. She woke up in a cold sweat. She jolted up and was panting as if she had been running. Sidney sat up confused. He got one good look at her flushed face and wrapped his arms around her.



“Baby, you okay?” He asked staring at her face. He knew something wasn’t right.

“I—I had a bad dream.” She said beginning to cry. She thought she had forgiven him, but some scars take longer to heal.

“What about, hun?” he asked rubbing her back. Her tears were flowing freely and her hands were shaking.

“I—I don’t remember” she stuttered, pulling her knees to her chest.

“I’m right here. It’s going to be okay.” He said, not knowing that the words were no comfort to her. His body heat was however, she cuddled into his side and took a few deep breaths before falling asleep again.


When I woke up Sid wasn’t next to me anymore. I moved to lay my arm over his side and felt cold sheets. I sat up and put on my glasses when I heard the door close.

“Sid?” I called.

“I got us breakfast.” He said walking into the bedroom with a huge tray in his hands.

“Aww thanks Sid.” I smiled kissing him as he sat next to me.

“Feel better?” he asked rubbing my back.

“Sid, you’re amazing” I said, deflecting his question and hugging his side. He sighed and squuzed me tight.

“Do you feel better though?” he asked again looking down at me.

“Somewhat” I said before starting on my eggs.

I felt so guilty for hooking up for Joey V, but also angry at him for calling me a whore. It may have been months ago, but my dream brought all those emotions back. It was hard to eat even though I was starving,

“That’s good,” He accepted and started on his toast. I knew that he knew something was up.

Our breakfast was pretty quiet except from the soft sound of the morning news. My phone vibrated and I my heart broke seeing that it was from Dan.

“What’s wrong?” Sid asked putting his hand on mine.

“It’s Dan. I need to meet him in half an hour. Ugh this is going to suck” I said throwing my phone down.

“Hey, it’s all gonna be okay in the end.” He smiled. I took a deep breath and headed towards the shower. When I was done Sid had all of our food cleaned up and was reading a book. I changed into some volleyball shorts and a Penguins hockey shirt.

“I should be back soon.” I said quietly, heading towards the door.

“Wait!” he said jumping out of bed and walking towards me.

“I love you,” he said kissing my forehead and pulling me into a hug. He made me feel even more like shit.

“I love you too.” I whispered.




“Melissa…what happened last night?” Dan asked as he folded his arms in the chair. We were at a local Tim Horton’s and I was happy nobody bothered to address us.

“I don’t…I don’t know. I just I blanked. I completely-“

“Is it Sid?” he asked bluntly. My heart stopped and I tried to keep a neutral look on my face.

“I—I don’t
know what you're talking—“

“People are starting to catch on. Geno, Cookie, Beau…..if it’s going to affect your game then—“

“It wont. It’s not an issue. We aren’t together.” I said swallowing harshly.

“Oh, sorry, well be ready to work tomorrow. I want you there early.” I nodded as I grabbed my cup and we headed out. When I got back to my hotel room Sid was gone. I sat on the edge of the bed, enveloped in my hands. I heard a knock on my door. I jumped up to find Joey V smiling wildly.

“Hey Joe-“ I barely got out before he pushed me into the bedroom and attacked my lips with his. I won’t say I never looked at him before, but it was so sudden.

He pressed his body to mine and angled us in the doorway that let to the bedroom. His soft lips roamed to my neck and I couldn’t hold back my moan.

“Did you feel relaxed before the game?” he mumbled into the skin on my neck.

“It just confused me more” I said honestly.

“Sorry.” He whispered, letting his hands roam up my shirt. He gave both my breasts a gentle squeeze before lifting my shirt over my head.

He worked on my bra as I pushed down his basketball shorts. I tugged at the bottom of his shirt when I heard a soft click. I assumed it was the A/C in the room turning on and I pushed him back into the other side of the doorway.

“Mel.” Sid said taking a deep, shaky breath. I looked at him, my breasts fully exposed, red, puffy lips, and Vitale’s hard cock pressed against my thigh.


“Sid…”




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