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Alive

Twenty Four: Loft Music

Sidney stepped onto the ice. He did a couple of laps as he waited for his team. More guys piled onto the ice. Marc skated to the net. He slid down his mask before he turned to face Sid.
"Crosby, get the puck past me." He called.
Sid shrugged. "I thought you were challenging me but that's pretty simple." He smirked.
"I've played with you all my life, kid. I know every move you could make." Marc explained as Sidney began skating his way.
Sidney did some fancy moves as he skated. All the guys stopped to watch. He lifted the puck with the end of the stick before he whipped it at the net. It was going top shelf, until Marc gloved it. Sidney's jaw dropped. He looked at Marc's face through his mask to see the biggest grin. Marc laughed as he stood, tossing the puck to Sid. All the guys started chirping. Sidney snowed Marc when he got to him.
"Told ya." Marc smiled.
Sid grabbed his helmet, pushing it over his face. He smacked it down, earning him a whack from Marc's stick. The coach stepped on the ice and blew his whistle. All the guys piled around. Coach told them what drills they'd be doing and what they needed to work on. Sidney explained a new drill to him. Coach liked it and so they did it.
Sid stood at the opposite end of the ice, waiting for his turn. He moved his feet on the ice as he watched his drill. He heard the guys beside him laughing about something. It broke his concentration. He began listening in. It was Tyler and Brendan so he knew it was something about the girls they had slept with.
"Felicia was probably the best I had. I'll give the girl that." Brendan spoke. "Who's your best?"
"Ainsley, on Friday." Tyler chuckled. That really drew Sid's attention. "Took her away from the scene with Selena and she literally begged me."
Nathan skated over. He heard the topic of discussion and didn't miss a beat. "Kristen was by far my best. That girl let me do anything." He chimed.
Sidney squeezed his eyes shut, praying it was his turn soon. The guys continued. Sidney tried to ignore it but her couldn't. Just as Nathan was about to get into the details, the coach blew how whistle for Sidney. He took off down the ice, doing what was needed, before going blocker on Marc. It hit the back of the net. Marc tapped Sidney's butt with his stick as he switched out with Eddie. Sid waved over Jamie and Jordie as he and Marc stood with each other.
"Did I do something wrong?" Jamie frowned.
"Curly, Larry, and Moe over there are talking about how good our sisters were in bed." Sidney sighed.
Jordie looked over at Brendan, Nathan, and Tyler. Coach told the guys to take a break as he skated off. The three called over more guys to further their discussion. The four brothers watched from the opposite side of the ice. The guys not taking part in the chat were scattered out along the ice. Marc looked at the guys not in the group, knowing they could be over discussing Ainsley just as well as the rest were.
"Tyler and Ainsley did it at his party." Sidney told Marc.
"Ainsley sera la mort de moi." He sighed. The group burst into laughter. "Hey, girls!" Marc hollered. Everyone on the ice looked at him. "It's probably not a good idea to talk about our sisters when we're in the same enclosed space with sharp skates on our feet." He threatened.
Sidney chuckled. Jordie shook his head as he laughed. He looked at his brother, who looked distressed. Jordie grabbed Jamie's shoulder. Jamie looked up at his concerned older brother.
"I don't even want to think of Felicia touching guys and now it's all over." Jamie whined.
"Believe me, it doesn't become any less uncomfortable." Jordie squeezed his shoulder before skating off.
Coach came back, instructing the guys of more drills they'd be doing. They went were he told him and no one said a word. Coach didn't question the silence. It was nice to have once in a while. His team didn't know how to practice without chat. All they did was talk. Practice ended. Sidney, Marc, and Jordie stayed back on the ice. Being the veterans, they were going to have to set their team straight. They wanted no more chat about their sisters. They brainstormed on the ice until the zamboni came.
"Maybe we should tell Felicia, Ainsley, and Kristen to stop." Jordie suggested.
"You were one of the first guys Ainsley's slept with and you're suggesting that?" Marc shook his head.
They walked to the change room. Jordie stopped, listening in. The guys in the room were talking about their sisters again. He gave Marc and Sid a look before throwing the door open. They walked to their stalls as the room fell silent. Jordie glared at every guy he knew had touched Felicia. He saw the smirk on Brendan's face which set him off. He shot up.
"Stop fucking our sisters!" He yelled.
Jamie nodded. "Please." He barely whispered as he stared into space.
"As teammates, we need to respect the boundaries. If you're going to do whatever with Ainsley, or Felicia, or," Sid took a deep breath. "Kristen, just don't talk about it when we're around."
"It puts us in a position where we feel we have to murder you." Marc added.
Jordie agreed. He looked at Jamie, who looked nauseous. "Look at what you've done. The kid is scarred. Just stop talking about our sisters." Jordie finished.
"Why do you guys want to talk compare sex lives anyways?" Sidney laughed as he took his skates off.
"Easy to say when you lack one, Cap." Patrick chirped.
Sidney went to oblige but Jon beat him to it. "C'mon. He's got some," Jon paused. "Freshman year."
All the guys laughed as Sidney got teased. He silently undressed. He didn't lack a sex life. He had his share of hook ups, he just didn't share them with the guys. He wasn't off with a different girl every weekend like his friends, but he had his share. He finished getting changed and left without another word. He got home in no time. He was surprised when he saw someone on his couch. It wasn't Kristen.
"Hello?" He called.
Ainsley looked at him before she rose from the couch. She pulled her shirt down as he put down his bag. There was a tension between the two. He knew she could tell as well as he could. She could always tell he was angry.
"Kristen invited me over but I got here and your mom said she wasn't home yet so she just left me here and went to work. I didn't mean to scared you." She explained, rubbing her hands on her pants.
"You didn't. I just didn't know who was sitting on my couch." He said before he walked into the kitchen.
Ainsley stood, narrowing her eyes. She crossed her arms and followed him into the kitchen. She leaned against the door frame. Sidney dug through the fridge for something to eat. She watched how the material of his sweatpants fit around his giant ass and his equally as large thighs. Moments like this reminded her why she'd been secretly obsessed with him for years. He stood up straight, spinning around to see Ainsley.
"Are you okay?" She quizzed. He nodded, not saying a word. "I've known you since we were kids, Sid. Don't lie to me."
He walked past her. He sat on the couch with his left over pasta. Ainsley sat beside him. She stayed silent, realizing he didn't wanna talk. They watched TV in silence. Sidney glanced at her with the corner of his eye. He wanted to rant about the team. He wanted to talk. He just knew he didn't want to talk about the situation with her. He set his fork down.
"Does everyone think I'm a prude?" He spoke.
She chuckled. "What?"
"All the guys thing I'm a prude because I don't stand around and talk about how far I've stuck my dick up every girl in the school." He explained. He realized how crude it came out. "Sorry."
She waved it off. "I mean, I know the girls you've slept with and I know it's been a while." She stated. He furrowed his brows. "Girls talk too!"
He shook his head. "The worst part is, they're talking about Kristen, and Felicia," He froze. "And you. It bothers me."
"Maybe it bothers you because you know how boring you are." She shrugged.
"I'm not boring." He hissed.
"Yes, you are!" She exclaimed. "You're all about hockey! You've always only been about hockey! You're so boring, Sid."
"I was trying to go big when I was younger. Now, it's just habit." He admitted.
"What even happened? Wasn't the entire world in love with you at one point?" She asked.
He took a deep breath. "Pressure got to me and I started playing like shit. No one wanted me after that." He confessed.
"I think you're one of the greatest players I've ever seen and you're not even legal yet." Ainsley began. Sid smiled a bit. "The guys are gonna make fun of you about everything. You just have to learn how to take a joke."
"I can take a joke." He defended.
"That's a joke. You're so uptight." She laughed. He shook his head. "You're the most boring kid I know."
She shoved him. He grabbed her hand, pulling her towards him. Their bodies pressed together. Ainsley let out a shaky breath. Sidney kept his eyes locked on hers.
"I'll show you I'm not boring." He growled.
"Then show me." She replied. His hand went to the back of her neck before she pulled her towards him. He captured her lips in a heated kiss.
With Kristen, she had just finished up with Beau. They had come to constant hook ups after school. Beau wouldn't admit it, but he liked Kristen. Kristen would be the last person to admit she liked Beau, but she did. She walked to her house. She knew Ainsley would be waiting for her. Kristen felt kind of bad for leaving her friend, but duty calls.
She arrived at her house. She saw Sidney's bag sitting at the door. She rolled her eyes as she walked into the living room. A full bowl of pasta sat on the ottoman. She took a bite of it before she heard movement from upstairs. That's when she went spy. She snuck upstairs and saw Sidney's bedroom door shut. She opened his door and let out a gasp.
"Oh my god, I just saw Ainsley naked." She cried, covering her eyes. "I'm happy for you guys but you couldn't have put a sign on the door or something."
"You couldn't have knocked?" Sid spat.
"I'm not use to you having girls over. I didn't expect it." Kristen smirked.
"This is really awkward for me." Ainsley whined as she found her clothes.
Kristen went to say something but decided to just close the door and walk off. Ainsley slid on her thong. Sidney watched her. As if he'd miss the opportunity. She found her bra and put it on. She turned to Sidney, a frown on her face. When she noticed him staring, she rolled her eyes.
"Staring is impolite." She crossed her arms.
He smiled. "Couldn't help myself." He admitted. She shook her head as she finished getting dressed. "Am I still boring?"
She laughed. "No, definitely not." She finished getting dressed. She walked over and sat on the edge of his bed. His hand held onto her hip. "Now you have something to talk about with the guys." She mocked herself. He chuckled as he pecked her lips. "If Marc doesn't kill you first."
She walked out of his room after that. Sidney froze. He realized what he had just done. He groaned at himself before he whacked his bed with both his hands. He slept with Marc's sister. He didn't only sleep with her, he confided in her. He told her things about his past with hockey that not even Kristen knew. The worst part of it all was that he wanted to tell her more.

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Comments

hi!!!!!! this is my new account because I lost access to this account so if you come here, I will be posting the rest of Alive

nmacky nmacky
5/24/14

omg stop Geno ugh too cute. I wanna know more about Sid and Ainsley though goddammit

marlene marlene
3/27/14

KRISTEN NOOO LOLOLOLOL loving all these updates and this story!

marlene marlene
3/14/14

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marlene marlene
2/25/14

YES SLAY

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2/16/14