Somebody to Love

The weekend passed without a hitch and I still haven't spoken to him. I guess I should just get over it and talk to him, but I am stubborn as fuck. Gotta remember that Marc hasn't spoken to me either. I have a feeling that today Maddy is gonna bother me like crazy.

"So, Bella."

"So, Maddy."

"I know that you haven't contacted Marc and he hasn't contacted you all weekend, but don't you think it's about time that you should call him? He is home, right?"

"He's home and no. I'm not going to call him or go over to his house. He was an asshole. He shouldn't have yelled at me like that."

"Well, yeah; of course he was, but don't you think it's time to talk to him? You gotta do it sometime."

I scoffed.

"Just do it. You did promise your kids that he'd be there. You have to talk to him."

"I'll think about it."

She rolled her eyes.

"You better."

I didn't talk to him on Monday. I may have seen him as I pulled into the driveway after work, but I took one quick look and turned off the car. I walked inside all the while taking a breath and biting my lip.

"Am I stupid?" I asked myself.

Yeah. You are.

Shut up.

Well, you asked. Don't tell me to shut up.

I can do whatever the fuck I want.

Yeah, but what you wanna do is stupid.

It was, wasn't it? Fuck.

After work on Wednesday and before the game, oddly enough another one against the Devils, I made the wise decision to call him. He answered it after four rings.

"Bella?" he asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, hey Marc."

"I can't believe you called. I'm so fucking surprised. What took you so long?"

"You answered! Don't act like you don't wanna fucking talk to me. I can hang up if you'd like." I said ready to disconnect.

"Ok. Fine. Fine. Let's talk."

"Yes. Let's. I just wanna that I was such a crybaby and I overreacted, but you couldn't have been more of an asshole."

"I second that you were being a crybaby. That was fucking ridiculous." he said laughing at the end.

"Shut the fuck up. Don't be an asshole again."

"Alright. I will. Sorry about being one. That was stupid, but what you did was stupid. I was scared. I was worried."

"I'll try and not do that. I'll try and not drink so much. Sound good?"

"Sounds good. I love you."

"I love you too, so are we back on the same page?"

"Yeah, we are."

"Good, 'cause I miss you."

"I miss you too."

"So, how have things been?"

"Pretty good. Sunday was great, but yesterday was blah. You know why. That game was a bummer. You?"

"The same. My kids are too excited to meet you on Friday."

What I wouldn't give to see that smile of his right now. Having to wait till tomorrow night is ridiculous.

"You have no idea how excited I am about it. I also get to see you all day. That's a huge plus."

I was blushing.

"You're psychic. I'm thinking the exact same thing." I said laughing.

"Great minds think alike." he said laughing too.

"They do, don't they?"

"Well, hey. I need to go. Love you!"

"Love ya!"

"Bye!"

"Bye!"

I hung up and smiled to myself.

Marc and I made up. :) I texted to Maddy.

FINALLY. Still up for the game tonight?

Absolutely. See ya in a while.

See ya!

Only three hours later, Maddy and I were back in the living room for the game.

"So, tell me about the phone call with him this afternoon." she asked.

"He answered the phone after four rings and once I spoke, he said, 'I can't believe you called. I'm so fucking surprised. What took you so long?'"

"He really said that?" she asked in shock.

"He did and I told him that he answered and to not act like he didn't want to talk to me; I also told him that I'd hang up, but well, he didn't. I began admitting that I was a crybaby, but that he was an asshole; the man had the right to agree and laugh about it. I yelled at him, then we really got to apologizing. Once that was done, we went back to being a normal, dorky, cheesy couple on the phone." I said smiling towards the end.

"That's so good. You're happy again. He's happy again. Friday is going to be so amazing, you know that?"

"I know that so well. Actually, on the phone, he said how excited he was and that he gets to see me all day; it's a plus. We thought the same exact thing, Maddy. Can you believe that?"

"I can. You should see how crazy and happy you look right now."

"Crazy? I look crazy."

"A little bit, but a lot more happy."

"Ok. I like that better."

Despite us reconciling, he had an awful game, letting in four goals on thirteen shots. The Pens lost 5-2, scoring the first goal and a goal early in the third. The following night was better, much better as we won 3-0, shutting out the Bruins, giving Marc his first shutout of the season; now that's the Flower we all know and love...especially me. I laid in bed later that night and fell asleep in minutes. I heard the bed shift...I don't know when and turned to see Marc.

"Hey." I said sitting up to kiss him.

"Hey babe. I missed you."

"Mmm...I missed you too." I said leaning my head on his shoulder.

"How was your night?"

"Great. I enjoyed watching you play tonight."

"Thank you. Tonight was fun."

"So, you ready for tomorrow?"

"Yep. You ready for tomorrow?"

"Absolutely."

He then got ready for bed as I waited for him. He sat beside me and wrapped an arm around me, pulling me close.

"I love you." he said.

"I love you too."

"You know what I missed?"

"What?"

"Kissing you." he said crawling over and kissing me.

I giggled before kissing him. The kissing turning into a heavy make-out session; his hand tugged at my shirt trying to get it off.

"Marc?"

He didn't hear me; he just continued to kiss my neck.

"Marc-Andre Fleury."

He looked up this time.

"Yeah?"

"This can wait till tomorrow."

He pouted.

"Why?"

"It's a school night. Last time I checked, we both have to go to school tomorrow."

"Ok."

"But...we can do what we want tomorrow. I promise."

"You do?"

"I do. I don't go back on my word."

"Alright, well, I'll see you in the morning."

"Ok. Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

And off we went back to sleep together for the first time since last week.

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