No Sense of Direction

Chapter Fifteen

I was so scared, the teams were playing very well tonight and it was the middle of the second period, the score was still zero to zero. I was standing in the hallway leaning against Anton Khudobin, the backup goaltender, because Tuukka Rask was in the goal. We were watching the game and seeing that the Bruins were unusually vicious tonight, even Khudobin made a comment that they were playing extra rough tonight. I flinched when Seguin slammed Brandon Sutter into the glass right by us, and I then watched as Milan tripped Sidney.

'...Oh no...' I thought as I watched as Sidney fell and then got back up and faced Milan.

They were in each other's face, and I watched as some of the other players came over. The refs were blowing the whistle and trying to get in-between the two. Luckily, Milan didn't throw a punch; although he did look angry, and Sidney looked equally as angry. I watched as Sidney was going to be the bigger person and wave Milan off, but Milan then said something and Sidney stopped.

'...Always has to have the last word...' I said as I watched as Sidney said something and Milan went to punch him, but the ref pushed him away, '...Come on, Milan, stop it...'

The ref skated Milan over towards the penalty box and I sighed as I saw that he was glaring at Sidney.

"What happened?" I heard Coach ask as Chara hopped over the board.

"Something stupid," Chara said and I sighed and looked at Zdeno to see that he was looking at me.

I mouthed a 'he ok' to him and Chara nodded his head. I sighed and then looked back on the ice to watch as the game continued.

By the middle of the third period, it was tied one to one and I sighed as the boys were bringing the pain to the Penguins. I looked over towards my Uncle to see that he looked mad and I was getting frustrated because three of the Penguins had to be taken off the ice because of injury.

Milan shoved Sidney into the boards and I watched as Kris Letang jumped onto Milan. He pushed Kris away and went straight after Sidney, and got a right hook in. I leaned over the boards where the boys sit in the bench and looked to see that Sidney and Milan were fighting, but it was no surprise to me when Sidney fell to the ground, clearly hurt.

The refs pulled Milan off of him and ejected him from the game. Milan walked passed me and headed back towards the locker room. I looked at Coach and he nodded his head, knowing what to do, I followed after Milan and walked into the locker room.

"What the hell was that?!" I barked as I walked into the room to see that he had his jersey off and was already getting his gear off.

"The little bitch deserved it!" he growled and walked over towards him and slapped him across the face.

"How dare you!" I snapped and then glared at him.

"What was that for?!" he yelled holding his face where I slapped him.

"Those are my friends!" I said and then turned around to leave, but then felt Milan grab my wrist.

"Where are you going?!"

"To see if Sidney's all right!" I said and then looked back towards him.

"You stay away from him," Milan said and then pulled me to him, "I don't want you anywhere near him!"

"Milan stop!" I said and looked him in the eye, "What's gotten into you?! You're hurting me!"

He heard that and then let go and backed up. I held my wrist and flinched at how sore it felt.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"

"Stop!" I snapped and looked at him and muttered, "Just stop."

"Kat, I-" he started but I turned around and was already walking out the door.

-Milan-

It was the end of the game and the boys were coming into the locker room. I was sitting on the bench holding my head and staring at the ground, '...I really screwed this one up...'

"What's wrong?" my Captain asked and I looked at him and sighed, "You and Kat good?" I shook my head and then stood up and told him what happened, "Eh, you really did mess this up," he said and I nodded my head, "Where is she?"

"Don't know," I said and then sighed.

"I saw her heading over towards the visitor's locker room," Tyler said and I growled, "She went to see Crosby, didn't she?"

"Most likely," I said and then punched the locker.

"What happened in Pittsburgh?" Nathan Horton asked and I looked up towards him.

"I found out that Crosby likes my girl," he growled and he sighed.

"Is that what that fight was about?!" Shawn Thorton yelled and nodded my head, "Well you ended up losing that fight!"

"How?!"

"She's with him right now!" Shawn said and my eyes widened and I cursed loudly realizing that he was right.

-Katrina-

"You're gunna be all right," I said as I ran my fingers over the cut above his eyebrow, "A little sore, but you'll be able to play."

He nodded his head and as I pulled my hand away he grabbed it gently and then pulled up my sleeve to see the red skin, it'll be a nice bruise in the morning, "What happened?"

I shiver as his fingers gently rubbed the tender skin, "It's nothing," I croaked out trying to make it as believable as I could, but that didn't happen.

"You're lying," he breathed as he brought his face closer to mine.

I gulped and then staring into his eyes, bad move on my part. This was something in those eyes that I didn't see in Milan's, I saw the redness in his face, he was nervous being this close to me, just like I was nervous for being this close to him.

"Sidney, I-"

"It was him, wasn't it?" he asked and I sighed.

"It was an accident," I whispered and then looked at the ground.

I felt Sidney's fingers under my chin and he pushed my face up, "He hurt you."

"Milan didn't mean it, he was just upset," I said and Sidney looked at him.

"Look at your wrist, Katrina!"

"Shhhh, keep it down, he didn't mean it!" I said and then looked back towards the door to see if anyone heard.

"Kat! Look at me!" he said and I looked at him to see that he was standing in front of my now.

"I have to go," I said before I was going to do something I might regret.

I left Sidney and walked through the locker room that was now filled with Penguins players and left the room heading back over towards my office.

I walked towards my office and heard my name, I turned around to see that Milan was walking towards me. I looked at him tiredly, not in the mood to argue with him, or talk really.

"Kat, I'm sorry," he said as he stood in front of me and I sighed.

"Milan, I'm not in the mood to talk," I said and then turned around.

"No, wait! You don't have to talk, just listen, please," he said and I sighed and then grabbed his arm and drug him into my office.

"Ok, what do you want?" I asked as I turned around and was met by him throwing his lips onto mine. My eyes widened and I pushed him off, "What's wrong with you?!"

"I want to say that I'm sorry," he said looking at me as I back away from him.

"Then say you're sorry, don't attack a girl," I said and he took a step forward, and I took a step back, "Is that what all of this is?"

"What?" he asked confused.

"Is this relationship only physical for you?! Do you even care about me?" I asked as I shook my head, "God I should have listened to my brother!"

"Kat! No!" he said and I saw his eyes widened and he shook his head and held out his hand, "No that's not it at all!"

"Then what is it?!" I yelled and he looked at me.

"Kat I do love you!" he said and then he reached into his pocket and I looked at him. He walked over towards me and placed his hand on my waist, "I'm sorry that I hurt you, I swear I didn't mean it," he said as he picked up my wrist and kissed it, "I was upset that he was saying things that weren't true, and I took it out on you and I shouldn't."

"Milan, what did he say?"

"That I was just using you," he said and then shook his head, "I would never do that, Kat, I love you."

"Milan," I said and he pressed his lips onto mine and I felt his hand still in his pocket.

"Katrina," he pulled something out of his pocket and looked at me. My eyes widened as he bent down on one knee and smiled up at me, "Will you marry me?"