Arielle's POV

"Sidney put me down!!!" I screamed kicking against him. He positions my pelvis right on his shoulder so my legs can't reach him. Instead I watch his bare feet edge closer and closer to the end of the dock.

"Sid you better not-" I begin.

He says nothing and throws me from over his shoulder into the cool lake.

"You're an asshole" I said, coming up from the water. I'm sure my black mascara was now leaving lines down my face.

"That's what you tell me" He smirks before cannonballing right in front of me. A smile crosses my lips as I devise a plan. I can see his head beginning to reach the surface and just when his neck is above the water I push him back down. Except he doesn't go down.

"You know I can stand right here right?" He straightened his back and stared just stared at me. The water came just to his collarbone and I glared at him. I thought if I stopped treading I'd nearly drown.

"Shut up" I said swimming away from him. He inches towards me and when I turn to look at him he's very close to my face.

He wrappped his arms around me and pulled my body into his. I rested my head on his shoulder as he just held me.

"I missed you so fucking much".

Earlier that day
Sidney's POV

I had conviced her to stay, but for how long?

"Do you want some coffee?" I offer.

"Sure" I was trying to read her. Her body language, tone of voice, eyes. Nothing did the trick and I was dying to know what she was thinking. I opened the pantry and pulled out a bag of Starbucks coffee. Maybe she'll realize I remembered her favorite one, Cafe Verona. She always said it made her think of France, or Quebec at the very least. She could see herself sipping it in a teeny-tiny little cup and mulling over spending the afternoon at the Champs D'Elysees.

"How are you?" I ask taking a seat after pushing start on the coffee pot.

"Good, business is doing well. I had to fire Sam, but I knew she probably wouldn't last very long. How are you?" Her hands were folded in her lap and I just couldn't figure out what was goin on in her head. Even the way she spoke was just.......different.

"Good. I wish we had at least made it further into playoffs, but my summer's going well" She sighed loudly.

"Can we just get down to business here?" I was taken aback a little, but I tried not to get angry.

"Okay what do you want to-"

"Why did you tell me I was a distraction?" she asked solemnly.

"I didn't mean it." I said scooting close to her on the tan leather couch. I put my hand on hers, but she pulled away.

"That's not what I asked you. I asked why." She rephrased.

"I swear to God I don't know why."

"Am I?" It was scary seeing her so vulnerable. She was never like this. Even with me she always had her guard up. She let me in on certain things, but she probably knows more about me than I do about her.

"No. You're the center of it. Ask Stallsy! The first month of the summer I made him neglect his family in Thunder Bay and stay here because I didn't want to be alone." I confessed.

"You have to know why. Think!" She pressed. I could't help but roll my eyes as she asked for the third time. I didn't have the answer she so badly wanted to hear.

"I'm sorry. What else do you want me to say?" I threw my hands in the air in frustration.

"Think fucking closely Crosby. Have you ever seen a fight end like that? Do you think that's what's going to make me feel better. Your half-assed, screaming apology?"

"Well you're not listening to me. I love you! That's all I have to fucking say! If that's not good enough for you then-"

"I'd leave again, but I wouldn't want poor Jordan to have to sit in your insufferable company because of me."

"Why are you such a bitch?! I tell you that I love and miss you and you rub it in my face? What is that?" I screamed. We were both standing and I thought I was going to throw the fucking barstool behind me.

"Maybe I want you to feel the same way you made me feel!"

"Is that all you came for because if so, you've won! I feel like shit. Are you happy. What do I have to go jump off a god damned bridge for your to be happy?"

"It wouldn't hurt." she sneered.

"Fuck you. I'm tired of you making me feel like this."

"Oh stop being a crybaby, Cindy." I swear my heart stopped. She was the very last person on earth I ever thought I'd hear that from. She looked sad the minute the words left her mouth. I thought I was going to pick up the barstool behind me and throw it. Not at her, just anywhere. Why did things always have to be like this.

"I'm sorry" she said quietly. "I didn't mean that."

"I know" I sighed. It still hurt though. "Why can't things just go back to the way they used to be. God we were happy."

"We were." She smiled, tears welling up in her eyes.

Sidney's POV

She felt amazing in my arms. The water was clear as ever and her skin sparkled against my pasty white flesh.

"I missed you too Sidney". I could smell the coconut vanilla shampoo in her hair, the one she's used for years and it just brought everything back.

"You know I love you right?" I said staring into her eyes.

"Yes." She said simply before smirking.

"And I love you". The kiss was gentle yet passionate. I loved her full lips. I felt so awkward kissing a girl with lips thinner than sheets of paper. First of all there was nothing to kiss and second I felt bad, like maybe they thought I was trying to eat their face.

She ran her hand through my hair and it rested at the nape of my neck where she played with the short hairs. I shivered.

"I didn't think you'd really come. I thought it was just some evil prank or something." I said after we pulled away.

"Nope. I wanted to feel you too. I thought if I came over and we fucked I could have closure. I hated not touching you or kissing you for the last time."

"Then why did you just skip town? You know that I'm willing to work through anything." I said rubbing my fingers up and down the small of her back with her legs wrapped around me.

"I was embarrassed." She said refusing to look at me. I turned her chin to face me.

"Why?" I asked deciphering her eyes. I finally found what I was looking for. Pain.

"You humiliated me." she said beginning to cry

"Baby what do you mean?" I asked worried. i walked us to the dock and set her on it before climbing up myself and wrapping an arm around her waist.

"At Diesel. First you said I was a distraction. Then I was a "gold-digging puck slut"." I almost didn't believe her.

"James, Marc-Andre, Craig, and Geno were all there. I made them fucking swear they wouldn't tell you if you didn't remember yourself."

"Baby, I swear I don't think any of that. You have to believe me" I pleaded squeezing her tightly.

"Do you believe me?" I asked, begging for some sort of response. She took a dee breath before speaking.

"Now I do."