I was in the car with Viktor. He had fallen asleep after I had met him at the bar, and I'd decided to take him home.
Viktor was asleep, so I had no idea where he lived, and the smell of beer on his breath was starting to get on my nerves. I parked the car, trying to decide what to do. I was a doctor, not a baby sitter.

I decided to call Kaner to learn where Victor lived but he didn't pick up the phone. I was getting angrier by the second. Teammates were supposed to look out for each other.
I left Patrick a message on his cell.

"Anyone know where Viktor lives?" No one answered my message.

Of course they were too busy telling their match stories to girls.

I waited a few minutes, and then called back and left another message.

"Text me where Viktor lives now or I swear I'm gonna create a fake report about your HIV." I was serious, I once did one of those fake reports to tease my friend in college.

I smiled when my phone started to ring. Their weak spot is sex. I picked up the phone.

"He lives with Jon right now." Patrick told me.

"What?" I screamed through the phone, silently praying that he was kidding, and would reveal the prank any second.

"Jonathan Toews. You know, the captain. Canadian. Your favourite player." He said seriously.

"Well first of all you idiot, I know who Toews is. Secondly, Tyler Seguin is my favourite player. And lastly why the fuck does Viktor live with Toews?" I shouted the last part, and Viktor rolled over in his sleep.

I just wanted to spend my night at home, watching Grey's Anatomy, and now here I am trying to breathe with out getting drunk because of Viktor's breath, as I drove him around Chicago.

"You only like him cause he became a hero in your homeland, anyway I'm not gonna discuss that, I know you secretly love me." He said cockily.

I knew Tyler had became a hero in Switzerland and whenever I saw him on TV, I missed my home more and more, but of course I wouldn't accept it.

"You still didn't answer the main question." I said, and Patrick sighed.

"Viktor's kitchen has repainted so he is staying with Jon. The code for the apartment is 7183. Couple of guys are drunk too so I'm helping them out. Call me if you need anything else."

"Where the hell is Jon? Isn't he the Captain?" I screamed at Pat.

"I don't know Mel, he's probably with a girl. He deserves some time alone." Pat told me.

"Whatever." I closed the phone angrily, and started the engine.

It was weird to hear Kane talking so mature and Toews was the one out with a girl not caring about other players. I tried to keep my mind off of the possibilities of who Jon could be with.

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Thank God, I was 5'11 tall. Even with that height it was hard to carry Viktor. I stumbled into the house. I didn't see anyone, so I dragged Viktor down the hallway. After I threw him into the guest room, I started to look for an aspirin in Jon's bathroom.

"What are you doing?" Someone asked from behind me.

I turned to find Jon, hands in his pockets staring at me. He was smiling but something was wrong with him.

"Where the hell were you?" I asked angrily, pointing at him with a quivering finger.

"My brother." He said simply.

I waited for him to continue, but he didn't. He just looked into my eyes, and waited for me to make the first move. He was probably with a girl.

"Ok, it's not my business, just give this pill to Viktor when he gets up." I pushed him away and started to walk to exit his apartment.

It was reminding me so much things. But he held my arm, turned me around to face me. I was inches away from him.

"What's wrong with you?" He asked and he sounded like he actually cared.

"Nothing." I hissed.

"Tell me." He came closer, I could feel his breath.

Before even I could say something he kissed me. It was so warm, I felt my heart stopped for a second. But I put my hand on his chest and pushed him. We were breathing heavily, just looking at each others eyes. I spoke first.

"Please don't." I said to him.

"It's just sex Mel, isn't it?" He asked, hurt in his eyes.
"I can't do this anymore Jon. There are plenty of girls you can have sex with." He silently moved backwards giving me some space.

"Yeah, you're right. I guess, I just wanted to have something I couldn't have. But as you can see there isn't anything I can't have." He grinned like a devil.

It was scary how he turned to a playboy in a minute. That was it, he must have thought I was a bitch from the beginning. I felt the anger growing in my body. I waited him to say it was just a joke but he didn't he just stayed there in silent, waiting for my reaction. So I punched him hard. As hard as I can. I used all of muscles I gained after years of volleyball. And I stormed out of the apartment again with out saying anything.

Notes

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