Alive

Ainsley shoved Sidney's locker closed. He furrowed his brows at her. He was just gathering his thing before he was heading to practice. She head a blank expression. He went to speak but she held up her hand.
"Did you tell Marc?" She asked.
Sid chuckled. "No, I don't have a death wish."
"Well, he knows. Good luck, Bud." She said before she walked off.
Sidney's heart stopped beating. Marc knowing that he slept with his little sister was not part of the plan. Sidney wouldn't be lying if he said he wasn't fearing for his life currently. He took a deep breath and set off for practice. When he walked into the change room, it was mostly empty. Jordie sat in his stall, putting on the last of his equipment. He looked up at his captain, and close friend, and shook his head. Sid sighed.
"Never seen Flower so angry." Jordie stated as he stood. "Good luck." He squeezed Sid's shoulder before he walked out.
Sidney changed quickly and got on the ice. He skated to the opposite side of the ice to shoot on Eddie. He felt like a coward, but at the moment, he was terrified. Coach whistled as he stepped on the ice. All the guys skated to centre ice. Sidney looked and saw Marc's eyes on him as he skated over. They stood across from each other. Coach explained the drill they were doing. He instructed each guy where to go. Sid thanked the lords above when he was sent to the opposite side of Marc. Until he realized, he'd have to shoot on him. He'd have to be near him.
Marc stared at Sid from his end of the ice. He could've killed him, honestly murdered him, and not feel a bit of remorse. Sure, other guys on the team had been with his sister. The difference with Sidney, was that he was his best friend. He watched as Sidney pushed all the guys ahead of him. What a bitch. Marc prepared for each guy. He saved a few but the ones he let in didn't bother him. He was in the zone. When Sid came last, Marc smiled a bit. Sidney did some of his usual moves before Marc gloved his shot.
"Nice glove, Flower." Sid smiled.
"Can't have you score on two Fleurys." Marc grinned.
Sidney tensed up at bit as he skated to the end of the line. All the guys made their cat calls and what not, but Sid and Marc were just staring at each other. Them and everyone else on the ice was waiting for something to happen. When they both moved on with practice, everyone was aware something was going to be said in the change room.
Practice ended and Sidney figured the sooner he got in there, the sooner he'd die. He took a deep breath and stepped off the ice. He walked to the change room. All the chatter stopped when he stepped in. Marc's laughter died off as he looked up at Sidney. He shook his head.
"Did you enjoy your time with Ains?" He spat.
Some of the guys slipped their phones out. They were all waiting on Marc to attack Sidney. Sid took a deep breath. He didn't know how to start. He sat in his stall. Marc shook his head.
"Connard stupide!" Marc hissed as he undressed. "Fils de pute! Cochon baise! Incroyable!"
"Marc, shut the fuck up!" Sidney yelled. "Stop calling me shit in French!"
"You fucked my little sister, Sid! I have the right!" Marc argued.
"I didn't fuck her." Sidney shook his head.
"What else do you call sticking your dick in her without a second thought?" Marc scoffed.
Sidney shot up. "But there was second thoughts. Ainsley's coo,"
"Shut the fuck up. You're not claiming your love for my sister." Marc huffed, closing his eyes. "Just promise me you're not going to fuck her again." "I'm not going to fuck her. I care about her." Sidney sighed.
"I get that you do but just, don't." Marc tapped his arm.
Sidney nodded. All the guys let out groans. Marc smiled before he pulled Sidney into a hug. Sidney shoved him away, ruffling Marc's hair.
"And the bromance continues." Jordie chuckled.
"That was bullshit. I was expecting some fists." Nathan shook his head.
"I was expecting you to not be an asshole." Sidney shrugged.
"What?" Nathan laughed.
"Overheard Kris talking to the girls about how you and her did some shit in your class." Sidney explained. "Can't believe she'd do that."
"It wasn't like I forced her. She offered." Nathan defended.
"Wait, what did she offer?" Marc cocked a brow.
"I, I'm not gonna s,"
"She sucked his dick." Patrick burst into laughter.
"In a fucking classroom?" Marc gasped.
"It was before a game and she offered to motivate me." Nathan said.
"That's sick." Marc gagged.
"That's my sister!" Sidney cried. "What the fuck?"
"You're a deranged little boy, Beaulieu." Marc frowned.
"Hey, let's all just agree to respect the siblings and not discuss anything that happens with them in the vicinity of the arena." Shea spoke.
The guys all agreed. One by one, they left. Just as Sid was about to walk out, Marc pulled him back in.
"Look, it's whatever if you like or don't like Ains, but she's been kinda upset about you so just, figure it out." Marc explained before he walked off.
Sidney sat back down. He pulled his phone from his pocket. Unlocking it and opening his phone option. He scrolled through his contacts until he saw Ainsley's name. He pushed it and it rang. He held his phone to his ear, taking a deep breath. It rang twice.
"Hello?" Ainsley sounded confused.
"Hi, I need to run something by you." He said.
"Okay." She answered more like a question.
"First thing though, do you like me?" He spat at her.
"Uh, I, I mean, yeah." She stuttered.
"What would you say to giving this a go?" He asked.
"I'd say Marc's gonna slaughter us." She laughed.
"What if I told you he was cool with it?" He was grinning as he spoke.
"I wouldn't say anything because that's not possible." She stated.
"Big guy said himself for me to figure out if I liked you or not." Sidney explained.
"And did you figure that out?" She smirked.
"That's why I called you." He sighed.
"Oh." She fell silent. "Well, like,"
"Do you want to?" He begged.
"Yeah, but I don't want you to start avoiding me again." She confessed.
"I won't. I'm not fearing for my life anymore." He chuckled.
"Then let's do it." She cooed.
He smiled. "Do you wanna hang out?" He laughed, nervously as he rubbed the back of his neck.
"Yeah, I'll meet you at your house." She shook her head.
"See you then." He sang as he hung up.
As cliche as it sounded, Sidney was glowing. Back at her house, Ainsley was as well. She smiled to herself as she made her way to his house.

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