The Diary of an Unintentional Puck Slut
November 4, 2014
November 4, 2014
At first I was mad Caeleigh had read my diary, until I read her note. I didn’t realize things had gotten that bad for her. I only assumed she was sleeping with them, but reading it in her handwriting and seeing all the details made it so real. It wasn’t until after I finished reading it that it hit me: she had turned into me.
It made me cry to see that she’d fallen that low. However, she at least realized it and is starting to make some changes, unlike me. Even after I found out I was pregnant, got dumped by Sid, and kicked out of Chicago, I still didn’t stop sleeping with guys (the Staals, Mark…. I think that’s it). I didn’t stop until I had my Brandon, and I think (I don’t want to jinx it, but) she might have found her Brandon.
That adorable guy she talked about? The one recalled from the Sharks AHL team? Well, when I saw her the day after her date she was absolutely ecstatic. (I noticed she was wearing my necklace immediately, and asked for it back.)
“I was going to return it anyway,” she said after she took it off. “Although I think this might be my good luck charm!”
“Why?” I took the necklace from her and put it safely in my pocket.
“Because Freddie asked me out!!!” She smiled and looked so happy I couldn’t even be mad at her for borrowing (stealing) my necklace.
“Oh my God! That’s awesome!”
“Yes, it was so cute he asked me after dinner and then kissed me goodnight!” She told me all the details as I made dinner and she was still talking about it when Brandon got back from practice.
“So, Freddie Hamilton, eh?” He asked her and she blushed.
“Yes, but isn’t he just the cutest! I mean, have you seen his eyes?!” She swooned and Brandon and I laughed at her.
“Yeah, I have seen his eyes. I took a couple of face offs against him today in practice and kept getting distracted by them,” Brandon replied sarcastically.
“Stop it you guys, and help me set the table,” I rolled my eyes at them. I managed to keep the subject off of Freddie’s eyes for the rest of dinner. It was hard, but I managed.
I didn’t want to ask Caeleigh about this then, but what is she going to do when he goes back to the AHL? He’s only here temporarily because someone is out with an injury, so he has to leave eventually. I didn’t want to burst Caeleigh’s bubble because she was so happy, but I knew the subject would come up.
And it did, about five days ago. I blame Brandon, but he’s so innocent and cute how could he have known it would ruin Caeleigh’s week?
At dinner, again, Brandon said he heard the guy Freddie was filling in for was better. He didn’t notice me glaring at him, or Caeleigh starting to hyperventilate, and he kept talking.
“Yeah, he’s been skating on his own a bit and coach things he’s ready to practice with us again. Are you okay?” He said to Caeleigh as he realized she was breathing kind of fast. “Does she have allergies?” He asked me, and I continued to glare at him.
“WHAT ABOUT FREDDIE?!!?” Caeleigh screamed and Brandon and I just stared at her for a minute.
“Oh, umm,” Brandon said as it hit him. “I don’t know when he’ll be able to play again; it still might be a week or so. But it’s up to Wilson, the GM, as to how long Freddie stays up here.”
“So he might be going back to.. to.. umm..” Caeleigh tried to remember were the Sharks AHL team was.
“Worcester?” I offered but she still looked confused.
“Massachusetts,” I said, a little annoyed that she didn’t know that.
“Ohhh, right. Is it near Boston?” She asked, sounding a little less scared.
“It’s about an hour away I think,” I replied, and she got quiet for a while. Brandon and I exchanged glances and went back to chatting about non-hockey related things.
Just like Caeleigh, Freddie realized he was going to get sent back to the AHL soon. I was unfortunately around when he decided to talk to Caeleigh about it. It got emotional, mostly on her part. We had just gotten to the SAP for ice girl’s practice and he was heading out, but stopped by our locker room. Caeleigh and I were, as usual, the last people to finish lacing up and just as I was about to get up Freddie stood in the doorway, leaning against the door frame. He didn’t look like he was going to move, so I sat down again.
“Hey Caels,” he said, and she looked up from lacing her skates.
“Hi! Are you just leaving practice?” She asked with a smile.
“Yeah, I have to meet with Wilson in a few minutes, so I thought I would stop by and say hi to you first.” He awkwardly put his hands in his pockets, like he was about to say something bad (and I knew what it was and I wanted to stop him, or at least leave so I didn’t have to deal with it.)
“Cool, what are you meeting with him about?” Caeleigh knew Wilson was the GM, and she probably knew what they were meeting about, but she still smiled like he was her little ray of sunshine.
“Actually, that’s what I want to talk to you about. You see,” He paused and took a deep breath, “I might be going back to Worcester soon, and I wanted to give you a head’s up.”
“What? NO!” She ran toward him (in her skates) and wrapped her arms around his neck and began sobbing into his shoulder. “No don’t leave me so soon!”
“It’s okay, I’ll be here for a few more days at least,” he tried to calm her down, but that only made it worse.
“A few days!!” She continued sobbing, so I got up to rub her back, anything, to make her stop crying.
“Caeleigh, it’ll be fine, you can still visit him,” I said and she turned to look at me with red teary eyes.
“You have no idea what I’m going through!” She said, a little over dramatically and I had to try hard not to laugh (or roll my eyes, she hates that).
“Actually, once upon a time I was dating Sidney Crosby and he had me traded to the Chicago Blackhawks, so yes. I know what this is like.” (Freddie gave me an odd look, so I don’t think he knew that. Oh well, he was probably going to find out at some point).
“Chicago and Pittsburgh are so close! We’re going to be on opposite sides of the country!!” She started bawling again and Freddie and I exchanged worried glances.
“We’ll get through it. You must have known this was coming at some point…” Freddie looked like he was in way over his head, so I took over.
“Caeleigh you’re going to make him late for his meeting and we have practice, let’s go,” I said sternly and she stood up straighter and took a deep breath.
“You’re right, go meet with Wilson. Maybe he wants to keep you!” She smiled a bit and wiped her eyes.
“Yeah, we’ll see,” Freddie said sarcastically and Caeleligh kissed his cheek.
“Good luck hun!” She shouted after him as he headed off toward the administrative offices.
“Practice?” I said, not wanting her to start crying again because he’d left.
“Yes, just let me get cleaned up first I’ll be right out,” she smiled, and I left her alone, half thinking she would stay there and cry the whole time. But she came out ten minutes later with new make up, looking absolutely stunning for someone who had just cried her eyes out.
I made a mental note to slap Freddie next time I saw him, and carried on with practice.
(I didn’t actually slap him, I just gave him several stern and angry looks, and I think that did it)
And this brings me to today.
I don’t really know what I was expecting.
As soon as we heard Freddie was getting sent back to the AHL, Caeleigh told me she had applied to be an ice girl for the Bruins.
It took me a few minutes to process, but then it all came together. Like, why she wanted to know how far Worcester was from Boston.
“Are you sure? You’ve only known him for less than a month and you want to move across the country for him?”
“Emme it’s not like that. First of all, I was only going to stay with you for a week or so, and it’s been two months. Secondly, I’ll be on the East coast again, closer to my family. The Bruins have an opening for head ice girl, and I think I could do that,” She sounded a little like a teenage girl explaining to her parents why she needed a new cell phone, but she made sense.
“And he wants this too?”
“It’s not like we’re moving in together yet, though eventually we might find somewhere between Boston and Worcester if we do.”
“This is actually very mature of you,” I smiled. “So opposite of the Caeleigh I’ve been used to lately.”
“Yeah, I guess you found my note in your diary.”
I nodded, and surprisingly, a single tear formed at the corner of my eye, but I blinked it away before she could see it. “I didn’t realize you had done that much.”
She laughed and rolled her eyes. “At least I never had a threesome with James Neal.”
“Hey, I have never sucked a guy’s dick under a table at a restaurant, okay?”
“So we’re even,” she held out her hand and we shook on it.
“Except I will never look at Jason Demers the same again,” I laughed and she hit me.
So Caeleigh will probably be going to Boston in a few weeks.
I’m really sad : (
But I’m happy for her. She and Freddie are so cute together!
P.S.: I really really hope she has actually changed and isn’t going to sleep with half of the Bruins as well.
So, I didn't plan ahead very well when I sent Brandon to the Sharks because I had wanted him to be a second line center, but the sharks already have one (Logan Couture). So, I'm just not going to talk about lines or what position Brandon is actually playing until I can figure that out. : )
(That's also why I never named the guy Freddie was filling in for, though it was probably the fourth line center)
So that's my dumb blonde moment haha
Anyway, I hope you like the update despite all of that.
Thank you for your comments! I'm always open to feedback/suggestions/comments/whatever : )