No Sense of Direction

Chapter Forty

I had ran into the Penguins locker room, seeing the guys stand up and look at me, they saw all the blood on my shirt. I walked right past them and went into my Uncle’s office.

“Katrina.”

“I need a shirt,” I said and he nodded his head and then walked to the one cabinet and pulled out a Penguin’s shirt.

“I’m not sure it’s your size-“

“It’ll do,” I said and then grabbed it and walked out of the room.

I took my shirt off as I walked, yes right in front of the boys, and quickly threw the Penguins shirt on and ran out of the room. I ran towards the arena exit and found the ambulance still here.

“What are you still doing here?” I yelled and the one EMT looked at me.

“The one guy had blocked us in!” he said and I growled.

“I’m coming with you!” I yelled and he nodded his head and moved out of the way so I could jump into the ambulance.

“Let’s get moving!” the one guy yelled and I sat down on the bench next to Tyler.

“Hey buddy, how are you feeling?”

“Like I’m going to be sick,” he said and I ran my fingers through his hair.

-Sidney-

Kat had stormed into the locker room and I looked to see that she had blood on her shirt, we all stood up and watched as she ran into Coach’s office and asked for a shirt. Coach gave her one and she then ran out of the office and right in front of us tore off her shirt.

‘…Holy shit!...’ I thought as she threw the shirt into the garbage and quickly threw the new one on, and just like that she was out the door.

I looked at my teammates to see that they all, even the married and ones that had girlfriends, had their mouths opened and eyes wide. The whole team had just caught a glimpse of Katrina Spelling in her bra.

“Did she just-“

“Yup,” Kris answered before Matt could finish his sentence.

“Nice rack,” Tyler said and I heard a slap and saw that Coach had slapped him upside the head.

“My niece!” he growled and I just stared at the garbage, the place where Kat had thrown the bloody shirt out.

“Was that Seguin’s blood on her shirt?” Brandon asked and I gulped.

“Guess that means he’s seriously hurt,” Pascal said as he sighed and shook his head, “Hey Sid, what the hell was that all about?!”

“Your guess is as good as mine,” I sighed and then rubbed my face and then groaned as my sore cheek.

“Maybe you should have had Kat look at that- Oh wait, she tried to help you,” Marc growled and I looked at him surprised that he was mad at me.

“Why are you mad at me?” I asked confused.

“You were such a dick to her! She had no clue why you and Lucic fought and she wanted to help you! YOU Sid!” Marc yelled and I looked at him wide eyed, he was right.

“Flower’s right man, she came to you before her boyfriend- fiancé- whatever,” Kris said and I looked at the ground.

“She went over there!”

“To help Seguin! That was obvious when she came back from the bloody shirt!” Marc growled and I looked to see him shaking his head, “Honestly man, you’re setting yourself up to fail with her.”

“Why’d she go over there?! They have a trainer!” I yelled and then the team glared at me.

“I sent her over there,” I looked to see Coach leaning against the doorway, “Their trainer was old, and I knew that he wasn’t going to be able to handle Seguin’s wound. Katrina’s familiar with the team, so I sent her over.”

I sighed and then rubbed my face, ‘…I screwed up…’

“Come on, we have a game to play,” Coach said and we all stood up.

For the first time in my life, I didn’t want to play hockey tonight. I wanted to see Kat, apologize to her for being an asshole, that’s all I wanted right now.

-Katrina-

I was watching the game on my Iphone next to Tyler’s bed. He was asleep, because he just came out of surgery. It was the end of the second and the game was tied, no goals. Both the Bruins and the Penguins didn’t seem to be mentally there.

Zach had texted me before asking if I was all right, guess he and some of the Hurricanes were watching the game. In all honestly, I wasn’t all right, I was beyond pissed with Milan, it was his entire fault that Tyler was like this, and I hoped that he felt horrible.

I heard moaning next to me and saw that Tyler was waking up. I placed my phone on the bed and looked at him, “Hey.”

“Kat?” he asked and I smiled towards him, “What happened? Why aren’t you at the game?”

“I wanted to stay with you,” I said and he smiled and nodded his head.

“Who’s winning?” he asked as he heard my phone.

“Zero to zero, almost the end of the second,” I said and he sighed.

“How bad am I, Kat?” he asked and I could see the sadness in his eyes.

I sighed and then watched as he picked up his arm and looked at the cast. I placed my hand in his and then bit my lip.

“That bad huh?” he asked and I nodded my head, “How long?”

“At least the rest of the season, maybe longer.”

“Longer! Kat the season just started!” he yelled and I nodded my head.

“This is a serious injury, you need to let it heal, go to rehab, most people it would take a year!” I explained and he growled, “I’m sorry, sweetie.”

“What the hell were we even fighting about?!” he growled and I stood up and walked over towards the window.

“I think over me,” I answered and I looked back to see that he was confused, “Milan thinks that Sidney likes me.”

“Does he?”

“I don’t know.”

“Do you like him?”

“I don’t know,” I said and Tyler looked a little shocked, “It’s not like that Ty, I would never cheat on Milan! I love him!”

“Do you really?” he asked and I was confused because he showed no anger towards me, “Kat come on, be honest with me. I love you like my sister, don’t lie to me. Do you love Milan?”

“It doesn’t matter, I’m going to marry-“

“That’s not the question! Do you love Milan or Crosby?” Tyler asked more forceful than before.

“Both,” I muttered and then covered my face and felt my eyes well up.

Tyler sighed and I looked at him, “Then that’s settled, dump Lucic’s ass and go with Crosby.”

“What?” I asked completely not seeing that one coming.

“Kat, be serious, I can even see that Milan, my own teammate, my brother from another mother, is using you! Yeah, he might love you, but it’s more for your body, because let’s face it, you’re kind of drop dead gorgeous.”

“King of?” I teased trying to lighten my own spirit up and Tyler laughed.

“Look I don’t know Crosby, other than his hockey side, and he doesn’t seem that bad of a guy. Lucic-“ he sighed and then rubbed his face, “Just, whoever you choose, do it for you.”

“Tyler.”

“Yeah.”

“How much knock out gas did they give you?”

“Shut up, Kat, I’m trying to have a serious conversation with you!” Tyler yelled and I laughed and then hugged him and kissed his cheek.

“I love you Ty.”

“Love you too, Kat. Just make sure you choose some who will make you happy.”