Orlando
That Damn Tyler Seguin
Evelyna’s POV
About a week later, I went to the American Airlines Center with Val. I had decided to stay with him and help him to recover. I had ultimately insisted that he was more important than Film. I loved him. I loved him more than film or anything else. And I seemed to be a good luck charm for him. Jamie didn’t mind and I became a part of the Dallas Stars family.
I walked hand-in-hand with Val to the locker room. He was still hobbled and using the crutches, but he’d gotten better at using them. He was still joyous and happy and he was smiling. How could he be so happy? If I were injured, I’d be depressed and probably in pain. But Val was strong and even if he had been kidnapped by some revenge-seeking twat, bound and gagged and almost killed...he’d still smile.
That was why I loved Valeri Nichushkin. That was the true reason. I just loved his smile and his attitude.
We walked into the locker room, greeted by the other boys. I high-fived Cody Eakin on the way by. I knew him as “Eeks” though. That was his given nickname on the team. Val was Val or “Nichy,” Tyler was “Segs”, “Seggy” or if the mood was right “Segsy” and Jamie was “Benny.” And there were others as well.
Val sat down in his stall and looked up at me. His blue eyes twinkling in the light. “Hey, can you do me a huge favor, Eve, can you go into the equipment room a grab me some icy hot?”
“Sure. Is the pain hurting you again?”
“It is. But that stuff is magical.”
I giggled and tapped him on the nose. “I’ll be right back with it. Don’t you move.” I skipped out, double high-fiving Rouse on the way out. I was familiar with the Dallas arena now, having picked up the layout quite quickly for only being there two days so far.
Sure I missed Orlando and my roommates, and my friends and also my cat, but I couldn’t complain. What devoted hockey fan ever truly got a chance to date an NHL star and be able to stay and walk behind the scenes. It was amazing. I headed into the equipment room and found what Val wanted and needed.
As I I turned around, I came face-to-face with Tyler Seguin.
“Ugh! Why must you always be where I am? Look Seguin, I told you many times, I’m not interested. I LOVE VAL, NOT YOU. Would you like it spelled out?”
He shrugged. “You don’t need to continue to tell me, I got it. But I’m just really curious about WHY you don’t like me. Can you give me a logical reason?”
“A logical reason? What other reason can I give you except that you annoy me!” I tried to sidestep him and get by, but he blocked me.
“Annoy you how?”
“Maybe what you are doing right now?”
“I’m just wanting a logical answer, Princess.”
“Don’t you EVER call me princess! I’m not a princess and I’ll punch you if you don’t move!”
“Come on, Eve, just talk to me. Why do I annoy you?”
I balled my fist up and raised it, ready to strike him, but he noticed and grabbed my arm, so that I couldn’t hit him. I tried with one other hand, but he grabbed that one as well.
“Tell me,” he said sharper.
I yanked my arms free, but as soon as I did, he grabbed me firmly by the shoulders and shoved me against the wall. He put his lips against mine and willed me into giving into him. The strange thing was that I was enjoying it. Damn him for being so magical with his stupid “sweep you off your feet” passionate, saltery, freaking amazing lips.
“Tell me why you hate me, Evelyna Knight,” he said into my mouth.
I felt his tongue pry my mouth open and soon, I was giving into him. I could feel his hands being delicate with me. I gasped for air between kisses. He was breaking me.
“Fine. It’s the way you milk the crowd after every goal, the way you wink and make girls everywhere fall head-over-heels for you. It’s your fucking face!”
He grinded against me and I dropped the icy hot I had gotten for Val. “What about my fucking face?”
“Everything! And your stupid brown hair most of all!! But what sends me over the edge the most, is the way you laugh and giggle like a little schoolgirl!!”
Tyler slid his hand up my shirt and began to grope my breast in his fingers. I was too hypnotized by his lips and passionate kisses to care. And the massage elicited a moan for him. His other hand was holding me around the waist. I totally forgot about Val for a few minutes, soaking in the Tyler Seguin Dreamland Love Tour.
“Fuck you Tyler!” I moaned.
He gave my breast a rough squeeze and I jolted against him, feeling him rock hard beneath his pants. But I let him continue and remain touching me. I let his mouth remain on me, devouring every last bit of me. And when I finally opened my eyes up and gazed past his shoulder, I saw the horrified face of a heart-broken blond Russian staring at me.
“Tyler? Evelyna?” he squeaked out.
I snapped to reality and pushed Tyler away. He spun around and smiled at Val. It was like no big deal to him. I couldn’t find any words to say. I just stared at the poor guy. Tyler smacked his hand on my ass and then put an arm around my frozen body.
“Hey there Val, Eve was just showing me how much she cares about me.”
Fucking liar!
“I don’t care! Why don’t you continue to fuck up my girlfriend there Tyler!”
“Val!” I was shocked to hear him use such strong language. He was really shaken up and furious.
“I don’t want to see either of you for the rest of the day.” He turned and walked off, crying. He was quite fast on the crutches and he vanished around the corner.
“Val, wait! NICHY, NO!! I can explain!” I screamed. I felt like my heart had broken in half. I had allowed Tyler to make out with me and as such, I’d hurt Valeri Nichushkin, my precious Russian crush. I hated myself and I loathed Tyler Seguin even more now, but Val was gone… and I wasn’t sure if he’d ever speak to me again.
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Val’s POV
I was happy that Evelyna Knight had decided she was staying longer in Dallas, to be with me. It honestly made me feel better and we hung out in the box to watch the game, though we both knew that I wanted to be on the ice, skating with the boys and helping my team out and to a win.
As the time ticked on and I remained in the locker room, awaiting her return, I was seriously beginning to wonder what was taking her so long. I had seen Tyler slip out a few minutes after she’d left. I wondered if they were fighting. I had to investigate. I didn’t want something bad to happen.
So, I walked as quickly as I could on the crutches out of the locker room and to the equipment room. I rounded the corner and heard two people talking. Then I heard a slam. I rushed as best I could to the doorway and froze.
I saw Tyler Seguin’s mouth pressed against my girlfriend, Evelyna’s. But she looked like she was liking it. She was moaning something to him, but I didn’t care to pick up what it was. I was already beginning to boil inside. I continued to watch and saw as Tyler violated her, but sticking his hand under her shirt and coping a feel.
I had never seen Tyler in this light. Was this what Evelyna had been talking about? But she was allowing him to do this? She was letting him grope her. And I didn’t like it. I felt jealousy and anger building inside me.
That’s when I saw her eyes land on me and saw them break apart. I could only squeak out, “Tyler? Evelyna?” I was just so shocked. I’d never felt so hurt in my life. It wasn’t my leg either...it was my heart.
Tyler smiled and sounded cocky and oblivious. That was what finally threw me over the edge. Friends weren’t supposed to make out with their friend’s girlfriends! I wasn’t having his act. I didn’t want to have his act.
I turned and left them, wanting to get as far away as possible from both of them. It hurt so much, I cried as I remembered the awful image. I couldn’t get it out of my head. She had LIKED what Tyler was doing…
I basically pogoed into a side room and slammed the door behind me. I didn’t bother turning on the light. I just tossed the crutches away from me and hopped to the ground, curling into a ball. I pulled my knees up to me and buried my head, crying. For once I wasn’t happy Val...I was sad Val.
That damn Tyler Seguin.
About a week later, I went to the American Airlines Center with Val. I had decided to stay with him and help him to recover. I had ultimately insisted that he was more important than Film. I loved him. I loved him more than film or anything else. And I seemed to be a good luck charm for him. Jamie didn’t mind and I became a part of the Dallas Stars family.
I walked hand-in-hand with Val to the locker room. He was still hobbled and using the crutches, but he’d gotten better at using them. He was still joyous and happy and he was smiling. How could he be so happy? If I were injured, I’d be depressed and probably in pain. But Val was strong and even if he had been kidnapped by some revenge-seeking twat, bound and gagged and almost killed...he’d still smile.
That was why I loved Valeri Nichushkin. That was the true reason. I just loved his smile and his attitude.
We walked into the locker room, greeted by the other boys. I high-fived Cody Eakin on the way by. I knew him as “Eeks” though. That was his given nickname on the team. Val was Val or “Nichy,” Tyler was “Segs”, “Seggy” or if the mood was right “Segsy” and Jamie was “Benny.” And there were others as well.
Val sat down in his stall and looked up at me. His blue eyes twinkling in the light. “Hey, can you do me a huge favor, Eve, can you go into the equipment room a grab me some icy hot?”
“Sure. Is the pain hurting you again?”
“It is. But that stuff is magical.”
I giggled and tapped him on the nose. “I’ll be right back with it. Don’t you move.” I skipped out, double high-fiving Rouse on the way out. I was familiar with the Dallas arena now, having picked up the layout quite quickly for only being there two days so far.
Sure I missed Orlando and my roommates, and my friends and also my cat, but I couldn’t complain. What devoted hockey fan ever truly got a chance to date an NHL star and be able to stay and walk behind the scenes. It was amazing. I headed into the equipment room and found what Val wanted and needed.
As I I turned around, I came face-to-face with Tyler Seguin.
“Ugh! Why must you always be where I am? Look Seguin, I told you many times, I’m not interested. I LOVE VAL, NOT YOU. Would you like it spelled out?”
He shrugged. “You don’t need to continue to tell me, I got it. But I’m just really curious about WHY you don’t like me. Can you give me a logical reason?”
“A logical reason? What other reason can I give you except that you annoy me!” I tried to sidestep him and get by, but he blocked me.
“Annoy you how?”
“Maybe what you are doing right now?”
“I’m just wanting a logical answer, Princess.”
“Don’t you EVER call me princess! I’m not a princess and I’ll punch you if you don’t move!”
“Come on, Eve, just talk to me. Why do I annoy you?”
I balled my fist up and raised it, ready to strike him, but he noticed and grabbed my arm, so that I couldn’t hit him. I tried with one other hand, but he grabbed that one as well.
“Tell me,” he said sharper.
I yanked my arms free, but as soon as I did, he grabbed me firmly by the shoulders and shoved me against the wall. He put his lips against mine and willed me into giving into him. The strange thing was that I was enjoying it. Damn him for being so magical with his stupid “sweep you off your feet” passionate, saltery, freaking amazing lips.
“Tell me why you hate me, Evelyna Knight,” he said into my mouth.
I felt his tongue pry my mouth open and soon, I was giving into him. I could feel his hands being delicate with me. I gasped for air between kisses. He was breaking me.
“Fine. It’s the way you milk the crowd after every goal, the way you wink and make girls everywhere fall head-over-heels for you. It’s your fucking face!”
He grinded against me and I dropped the icy hot I had gotten for Val. “What about my fucking face?”
“Everything! And your stupid brown hair most of all!! But what sends me over the edge the most, is the way you laugh and giggle like a little schoolgirl!!”
Tyler slid his hand up my shirt and began to grope my breast in his fingers. I was too hypnotized by his lips and passionate kisses to care. And the massage elicited a moan for him. His other hand was holding me around the waist. I totally forgot about Val for a few minutes, soaking in the Tyler Seguin Dreamland Love Tour.
“Fuck you Tyler!” I moaned.
He gave my breast a rough squeeze and I jolted against him, feeling him rock hard beneath his pants. But I let him continue and remain touching me. I let his mouth remain on me, devouring every last bit of me. And when I finally opened my eyes up and gazed past his shoulder, I saw the horrified face of a heart-broken blond Russian staring at me.
“Tyler? Evelyna?” he squeaked out.
I snapped to reality and pushed Tyler away. He spun around and smiled at Val. It was like no big deal to him. I couldn’t find any words to say. I just stared at the poor guy. Tyler smacked his hand on my ass and then put an arm around my frozen body.
“Hey there Val, Eve was just showing me how much she cares about me.”
Fucking liar!
“I don’t care! Why don’t you continue to fuck up my girlfriend there Tyler!”
“Val!” I was shocked to hear him use such strong language. He was really shaken up and furious.
“I don’t want to see either of you for the rest of the day.” He turned and walked off, crying. He was quite fast on the crutches and he vanished around the corner.
“Val, wait! NICHY, NO!! I can explain!” I screamed. I felt like my heart had broken in half. I had allowed Tyler to make out with me and as such, I’d hurt Valeri Nichushkin, my precious Russian crush. I hated myself and I loathed Tyler Seguin even more now, but Val was gone… and I wasn’t sure if he’d ever speak to me again.
****
Val’s POV
I was happy that Evelyna Knight had decided she was staying longer in Dallas, to be with me. It honestly made me feel better and we hung out in the box to watch the game, though we both knew that I wanted to be on the ice, skating with the boys and helping my team out and to a win.
As the time ticked on and I remained in the locker room, awaiting her return, I was seriously beginning to wonder what was taking her so long. I had seen Tyler slip out a few minutes after she’d left. I wondered if they were fighting. I had to investigate. I didn’t want something bad to happen.
So, I walked as quickly as I could on the crutches out of the locker room and to the equipment room. I rounded the corner and heard two people talking. Then I heard a slam. I rushed as best I could to the doorway and froze.
I saw Tyler Seguin’s mouth pressed against my girlfriend, Evelyna’s. But she looked like she was liking it. She was moaning something to him, but I didn’t care to pick up what it was. I was already beginning to boil inside. I continued to watch and saw as Tyler violated her, but sticking his hand under her shirt and coping a feel.
I had never seen Tyler in this light. Was this what Evelyna had been talking about? But she was allowing him to do this? She was letting him grope her. And I didn’t like it. I felt jealousy and anger building inside me.
That’s when I saw her eyes land on me and saw them break apart. I could only squeak out, “Tyler? Evelyna?” I was just so shocked. I’d never felt so hurt in my life. It wasn’t my leg either...it was my heart.
Tyler smiled and sounded cocky and oblivious. That was what finally threw me over the edge. Friends weren’t supposed to make out with their friend’s girlfriends! I wasn’t having his act. I didn’t want to have his act.
I turned and left them, wanting to get as far away as possible from both of them. It hurt so much, I cried as I remembered the awful image. I couldn’t get it out of my head. She had LIKED what Tyler was doing…
I basically pogoed into a side room and slammed the door behind me. I didn’t bother turning on the light. I just tossed the crutches away from me and hopped to the ground, curling into a ball. I pulled my knees up to me and buried my head, crying. For once I wasn’t happy Val...I was sad Val.
That damn Tyler Seguin.
Notes
I just picture Tyler as a douchebag-asshole like this. I just get that from him, but I think he is capable of being a nice guy too. Maybe if he gets a girlfriend, his niceness will be there, but while he's single, I get this personality vibe from him.
All of those are my real reasons for disliking Tyler actually. That's how I REALLY feel. But I've learned to balance the good Tyler and the bad Tyler. I don't mind him much now. I like him with Jamie even. Bennguin or Bacon! <3 XD
Also, BAD TYLER!! BAD!! You hurt Valeri!! >:( Not cool dude. Not cool....
Poor Nichy...
(Val's language though... :O Amiright??)
Next up: Broken Hearts and Finding Val! :D
Here's another version of the edit I made for the Valentine's Day chapter:
2/14/15