Mia let out a sigh over the phone after I explained the whole situation. I could tell that she really didn’t want to hear about it, but I needed some type of advice or an ‘It’s all good’, just something to ensure that everything was going to be fine. Jake roughly told me about his short time with the Plymouth Whalers and playing with Tyler, so weird how my brother knew him like that, all I could do was laugh at the whole situation, what a coincidence, this would happen. At least it was over now before it got out of hand. Once Jake and I got home my parents were standing in the kitchen, furious. I didn’t even know what to tell them, not a single cover up for last night, so I stayed silent as they yelled at me. They grounded me, no cell phone, no car, and no friends for a month.

“What do you want me to say Nes? I mean sure it was all fun and games for you, but what about Tyler? How do you think he feels? You played him like a violin, I don’t think he liked that very much,”

“I didn’t ‘play’ anyone, all we did was hook up, I don’t understand why he got so hung up on me! Isn’t that what guys like him do? Fuck girls and then leave?”

“You don’t know that Vanessa,”

“Does it really matter? He’s a hot shot hockey player, if anything, I was the one who got played” I defended. There was just silence at this point, I couldn’t even hear Mia breathe on the other line.

“You know what? I’m over it, this is stupid! I have better things to worry about” I said.

“Hm, okay,”

Mia and I went on and talked about what I missed in Chemistry and volleyball practice.

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Tylers POV
The game against the Oilers was a breeze, we beat them 4-0, shit team. Always a pleasure to beat the team that didn’t chose me first overall in my entry draft and even better beating the guy that was chosen first. Taylor Hall. I kept my mind off Vanessa during the game, but once we went to the locker room I was silenced by the never ending thoughts about her. She seemed so cool and collected when she straight up told me she was seventeen, so careless, like she didn’t care. It was so odd, I at least thought she’d cry or show some remorse, but there was nothing. It made me so angry that her reaction was so emotionless, I felt like breaking down right in front of her. No idea why, but I did.

“Are you going to celebrate or?” Demers jumped up in front of me shaking my shoulder. I looked up at him, slightly annoyed because he had interrupted my thought process and exhaled.

“I dunno man,”

“Two wins in a row! Come on!!! That calls for a celebration!” Jordie called out from the other side.

“Seggy’s all butthurt about that girl from cowtown!” Jamie teased, I rolled my eyes and pulled a shirt over my head.

“Awee” The room pouted. I frowned at all of them.

“Dude relax, she’s nothing special,” Klingberg assured me.

“She can’t be what you need if she’s seventeen, I’m sure you can find another girl who’s of age and is better than she ever was,” Jamie gave me a pat on the shoulder. I gave a slight smile to try and lighten myself up, but my heart was heavy. I barely knew this girl, but I wanted to know her, she was something else.

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Weeks had gone by since I had last seen Vanessa, and I can’t lie..she was on my mind 24 hours a day, seven days a week. It was eating at me, the thought of her. Just her. She was a mystery to me, I wanted to figure her out. I have been hung up on girls before, but not like this. It was so random, I tried to fight off these thoughts but I couldn’t; I couldn’t unsee the way her eyes glistened, the way her hair fell so perfectly in those waves, her lips..oh God don’t get me started on her lips..so soft, her body, I wanted more. More. More. More. I craved her. I was addicted to Vanessa, and this was my relapse after I had left. Seventeen. She’s seventeen, that’s always the last thing that would come to my mind before I would begin to feel a deep burn build up in my body. She made me angry. Frustrated. I had gone out multiple times attempting to pick someone up and it always just ended up with me driving them home straight from the club; no action at all. It was so hard.

“FUCKING GO MAN!” I felt a shove behind me, we were doing a quick shooting drill and I was next in line, another case of me being distracted. I snapped back into reality and quickly skated over in front of the net and began to take my three shots, missing two out of three. Shaking my head I went to the back of the line and waited once more for my next turn, to which I missed each shot. Frustrated with myself I decided to take a fourth shot and made an aggressive slap shot, one that I’m pretty sure would have killed our goalie had he not just let it go in. My breathing was shallow, my mouth was dry and my chest was heavy. Next thing I knew everything was black.

My eyes fluttered when I finally woke up to a bright light in my eyes.

“He’s fine! Everyone just back up he’s fine!” I heard our team doctor call out, I hadn’t noticed the whole team was around me. I sat up and my head was pounding, I tried to place my hand on my head but was restricted when I noticed an IV just below my elbow crease. I let out a groan. I was then handed a cup of water to which I drank.

“You passed out from dehydration,” Coach informed me. This was the third time it had happened all season. I let out a loud sigh.

“Tyler head home and take the next two days off, we’ll see you at morning practice on Monday before the game,” Coach said while placing a hand on my shoulder, comforting me. I dropped my shoulders and winced as the doctor took out the IV and handed me another cup of water.

“Drink plenty of water Tyler, you know the drill,” She nodded. I smirked at her. For a second I felt like I had forgotten how to walk when I planted my feet on the floor and walked over to the locker room, where my gear had already been packed away. Benny stood in front of my cove looking at me with pursed lips.

“Is there anything going on?”
“Yeah man, I’ve just been feeling under the weather, I think I’m getting the flu or something,”

“Maybe its the MUMPS!!” Spezza called out from the shower, which lightened the mood up abit.

“oh, well feel better bro, get some rest, I’ll drop by later” Jamie said, I nodded, grabbed my bag and headed to my car.

As soon as I got home I took a warm shower, put on some sweats and plopped on my couch. Marshall and Cash both attacked me with wet kisses making me feel a whole lot better about my day. They always made me feel better. I grabbed my phone when I noticed I had a snapchat friend request and three pending snapchats from a ‘vchandler’, I added them and then loaded all three. Pleeease don’t be a fan. I tapped on the first one and it was a photo of this unreal body, well the lower half wearing black lace underwear and the caption read “do you forgive me now?”. My heart jumped, Vanessa? The next photo was of her boobs and the last was her lips. Three things that I adored about her. What the fuck? Marshall slapped my phone from my hand before I could really read what the photo of her lips said.

“Marshall no!” I called out rolling my eyes. I clenched my jaw in frustration when I realized I couldn’t see the photo again. She wanted me, and I wanted her back, bad. Feeling like my prayers were answered I packed a small duffle bag and booked a flight with my private jet for Calgary. I looked through my text messages in hopes that I would find Vanessa’s number but I had no such luck. I called for an Uber and sent a text to Jamie letting him know that he didn’t have to come by tonight, he was probably going to see that as odd because I always wanted him over. I texted Joelle, a good friend of mine, that I needed her to dog sit for a couple days.

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Vanessa’s POV

I sat home alone on my iPad just watching Friends on Netflix, bored. My dad was out of town on a business trip, and my mom was out of town for a conference. Jake decided to head out on a road trip with his buddies for the long weekend, so it was just me, home alone on a Friday. Although I could have just snuck out, I figured my parents had informed the entire neighbourhood about me or something to make sure I wouldn’t leave the house for anything other than for the garbage. I checked my snapchat once more and I accidentally swiped to the ‘add contacts’ screen and noticed that there was one specifically with a purple plus sign on it, ‘tpseggy’, Tyler. A grin grew across my face, I wanted to mess with him, I knew he wanted me, so I added him and sent him three consecutive photos. I pulled my shirt over my head and I was now only in my underwear. I put on some red lipstick and messed my hair up a bit and laid down on my bed and snapped the photos. Something about taking nude photos was so exhilarating, especially on snapchat, because the other person can only see the photo for the amount of time that you sent it to them for and thats it, its gone. And plus, I was bored. I exited out of the snapchat app and smiled, hoping that Tyler would add me back and look at the photos. I decided to google him just for fun, he’s a freaking professional hockey player for crying out loud and he’s drilled his cock in me three times. The first articles had headlines talking about him going home early due to ‘illness’ and that he was ‘questionable’ for his next game on Monday, awe I actually felt a little bad for him. I received a notification on my snapchat letting me know that Tyler was typing something, and the butterflies in my stomach began to flutter and a huge smile grew on my face.

“I’m in Calgary.”

Notes

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HOPE EVERYONE ENJOYS! :) Happy Valentines day! Oh and I hope Tyler is okay after his injury tonight. Kinda scary.