No Sense of Direction

Chapter Seventeen

-Katrina-

It’s been a week since I agreed to marry Milan, and I told my friends and family. Things were different emotionally with them, most of the literally said that I could do better, and the rest said good for me and that they were happy, but I don’t know. I’ve found myself starting at the ring a lot and thinking to myself, wondering if this was a good move. I loved Milan, but, I didn’t know if it was the same feeling he shared for me. I knew that Milan cared about me, but my brother’s, and so many others, word kept ringing in my head, ‘he’s just using you’. I didn’t know what I was going to do, but I knew that I needed to make a decision fast. We were in the middle of the playoffs and the Bruins had beaten the Rangers and moved up, now they were going to be playing against the Carolinas, my brothers team, and I knew that my brother wanted nothing more than to hurt Milan, so just like the game against the Penguins, I was afraid.

Right now, it was early in the morning and Milan was in the shower, while I was sitting in his bed, leaning back against his headboard and my knees were brought up to my chest. Milan’s silk sheets draped down from my chest and covered my naked body. No doubt Milan was a good lover, but that was one of the things that I debated in my mind, did I only love him for his body? I didn’t think so, because there were plenty of things that he did that made me happy.

I heard the bathroom door open, and I looked up to see Milan walking up with a towel wrapped around his waist. He smiled towards me and then walked over, “You’re awake.”

“I just got up,” I lied, because I was awake well before he was up, “You’re up early.”

“Yeah, I don’t know why, I just woke up,” he said and I nodded my head, “What’s wrong?”

“I’m tired,” another lie, that’s something I seemed to be doing a lot of lately.

“Then go back to sleep, silly,” he said and then kissed my head.

“I don’t want to,” I said and he sighed and then looked at me.

“You have a nightmare or something?”

“Something,” I said and he nodded his head and leaned and pressed his lips against mine.

“You want me to make them go away?” he asked with a smirk on his face, and I couldn’t help but give a little smile as he dropped his towel and climbed on top of me.

-Zach-

We arrived at our hotel in Boston, it was the first game against the Bruins in the playoffs, and I was more than ready for this game. As a defenseman, I was more than capable to bring the pain, and that’s exactly what I wanted to do to Lucic tomorrow afternoon, bring the freaking pain. I wasn’t the only one who was against him marrying my sister, and I’m sure he had to have figured that out by now, because if he didn’t, then he will tomorrow.

I was in my room with Jordan and he was talking on the phone with Heather, his fiancé. I was happy for them, really I was, but I wish I found someone like that. Chris found himself a girlfriend, Kat always had someone chasing after her, I mean, girls came up to me, but I knew that they were only after me, just because it was me. I lived in a three bedroom giant ass house by myself and it was a little lonely.

I was lying on my bed, being depressed in my own little way when I heard Jordan that he had to go because someone was calling him. I looked at my friend and saw him looking at the one and then answer it.

“Hey Kris! What’s up?” he asked and I sat up.

‘…That Tanger?...’ I thought as Jordan turned around and looked at me.

“Yeah he’s here,” Jordan said and I looked at him confused, “You want to talk to him?”

“Who is it?” I asked, not knowing why I asked it, because I had a good idea of who it was.

“Tanger, he wants to talk to you,” Jordan said and I nodded my head and caught the Iphone when it was thrown at me.

“Hello?”

“Zach! Hey man what’s up?”

“Um, nothing much, what’s up with you?” I asked and then heard him laugh on the other line, “What are you up to, Tanger?”

He laughed harder on the other line and then I heard him talking to someone else, “Hey, we wanted to know if you wanted to be included in on something?”

“Should I be scared?”

“Naw man, it’ll help you out a lot, plus someone else,” he said and I grew a little interested.

“Like who? What is this ‘something’?”

“It’s an operation!” he said and I sighed.

“Tanger, remember the last time you did an ‘operation’? You, me, Jordan, and half of our teams ended up in jail for the night!”

“Eh, shit happens, that’s all in the past!” he said and I snorted.

“I don’t trust you!”

“I never said that you had to,” he said and I sighed.

“I’ll only agree to it, if I hear what it is first,” I said and looked at Jordan to see that he was confused.

“Operation: get Sid and Kat together!” he yelled and I sighed.

“Of course he likes my sister,” I said and Jordan smirked.

“Crosby?” Jordan asked and I nodded my head.

“So are you in or not?” Kris asked and I smirked.

“I’m in! Anything to get her away from Lucic.”

-Milan-

It was late and Kat and I had just gotten back to my place after having a late practice to get ourselves ready for tomorrow’s game. I knew that Kat had gone to lunch with her brother, because I knew that he had gotten in town this morning. Kat had then dropped him off back at his hotel and then drove to practice.

“I’m starving,” I said as I walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge, “Of course, nothing here.”

“That’s what happens when you don’t go grocery shopping,” Kat teased and I turned around to see her smirking against the counter.

I smiled over towards her and then walked over and wrapped my arms around her waist and then pressed my lips against hers.

“Does this mean that you want me to make you something?” she asked and I laughed and nodded my head against her neck, “All right.”

I let her go and Kat walked over towards the cabinets and looked through them. I saw her pull out a box of pasta and I smirked and then walked into the living room and turned on the TV, something I feel like I haven’t done in a while.

About a half hour later, I heard Kat come into the room with two plates of spaghetti and two beers in her hand, I smiled and then kissed her cheek as she placed the plate in front of me.

We ate quietly as we watched some TV, and then when I saw that it was almost ten at night, I said it was probably best if we went to bed. She agreed and then I helped her do the dishes and we walked upstairs.

I had changed into pajama pants and looked over towards Kat to see that she was in shorts and a long sleeve Bruins shirt. I smiled and watched as she crawled into bed, I followed and felt her lay her head on my shoulder and I wrapped my arm around her. I kissed her head and felt her arm lay across my stomach and in minutes, I heard her breathing soften.

‘…She fell asleep fast…’ I thought as I soon felled asleep.

It felt like minutes later, because when I looked at the clock, two hours had gone by. Kat and I were both awoken when my cell phone was going off. It was never a good call when it was after midnight; Kat had found that out a little while ago. So the only thought that came to my mind was ‘who died’.

“Hello,” I answered the phone, sleep still sounding my voice.

“Mr. Lucic?” I heard a voice on the other line.

“Yeah.”

“It’s Rich from next door,” I heard and then tried to process what this guy was talking about, “You still there?”

“Yeah, yeah, ok, what’s up?” I asked realizing that it was my neighbor’s teenage kid calling me.

“Uh, I don’t want to alarm you too much, but there’s a guy creeping around your house,” he said and I sat up and looked down at Kat to see that she was looking at me confused.

“You see him now?” I asked as I hopped out of bed and threw a shirt on.

“Yeah, he’s by your back door.”

“You by yourself?” I asked because I knew that his parents were known to go on their fancy vacations.

“My girlfriend’s here, she and I were watching a movie and we saw him walk passed out window,” he said and I walked into my closet and grabbed a spare hockey stick, “You want me to call the cops?” he asked and then my security alarm started to go off.

“Yeah, don’t turn any lights on in your place though,” I said and then looked at Kat and told her to stay.

“All right,” he said and then hung up and I heard Kat run up behind me.

“What’s going on?”

“Kat, stay here!” I whispered loudly.

“What? Is someone trying to break in?” she asked and I nodded my head.

‘…What idiot tries to break into MY house?...’ I thought as I quietly and quickly ran down my stairs.