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Somebody to Love

Chapter 37

Wednesday night was one of the best nights I've ever had believe it or not. There's nothing like your man coming home after four days when someone has hurt you and is there to console you to increase the passion in your relationship which leads to amazing sex. Tonight's Game 5 and we could take the series tonight; just imagine what kind of sex that'll lead to.

"I hope we end this tonight so badly." I sighed.

"As a Pens fan or as his girlfriend, so you can get laid again?" Mel asked laughing.

I picked a pillow off the couch and chucked it at her.

"What kind of question is that?"

"A good one."

"Ugh. Fine. Both. I know he's gonna want laid too if they win."

"So true." Maddy agreed.

Nearly twelve minutes in, Ottawa was up 2-0 with a power-play goal from Fisher and a goal from Jarkko Ruutu, but a minute-fifty five left, Letang got a power-play goal of his own. Come second period, we scored and tied going into the final period or what I hoped would be the final period. I was anxious until Sid with eleven minutes remaining, but when the Sens tied it up less than a minute-and-a-half later, I was anxious all over again. When it didn't end in regualtion, I sighed and sat back completely on the couch as I was on the edge after the game was tied for the final time.

"What are you thinking?" I asked.

"I'm thinking that I just want this to end. I can't sit still and I want to celebrate...well tomorrow night." Maddy replied.

Mel and I nodded.

"Hope we can do that too. I need out." I said.

So, one overtime period passed, then another one passed and I began to yawn. I couldn't even imagine how tired Marc was and who knew when this was gonna end with both him and Leclaire being beasts in net.

"Ready for bed?" Maddy asked.

"Not quite. No matter how long this goes, I'm watching this. I don't care about how tired I'll be tomorrow."

The game ended 7:06 into the third overtime period, but we're not the team who scored. Carkner scored and won the game. I hung my head low and said goodnight to everyone before heading to bed ten minutes later. I laid down with my phone beside me; I was gonna talk to him before I went to bed because I knew I'd be asleep by the time he got home. The phone rang as my eyes got ready to shut.

"Hello?" I asked sleepily.

"Did I wake you?"

"No. I was waiting to hear from you before I headed to bed. How are you feeling, besides exhausted, that is?"

"Disappointed."

"But hey, you faced what? 44 shots? That's awesome! And anyway, you guys can take the series on Saturday. It'll be funner to celebrate then anyway."

"You got a point there."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. So, you girls had fun tonight?"

"Absolutely, but during most of the third till the game was over, I was on the edge of my seat. I just couldn't sit."

He laughed.

"At least your ass will be good till Saturday and then it should be good for a while if we make it to the next round."

"How are you so sure?"

"I just have a feeling. A really good one in fact."

"You do?"

"Of course I do. You can blame me if you guys lose, but that's gonna happen."

He laughed.

"So, I'm gonna get laid this weekend?"

"You're definitely gonna get laid."

"Fantastic." he said.

You could practically hear the smirk in his voice. Come Saturday, we had decided to head to a bar to watch the game. I didn't care what I looked like when I was out in public; I was just happy to watch my boyfriend and my favorite team try to win and take the series from the Senators. No, wait. They're not gonna try, they're gonna win. Well, if they were to win, it was starting out horribly. They were down 3-0 by about halfway through the second; the mood went down almost instantly and it freaked me out a little. I don't remember the last time I was in a bar and it felt this way. Luckily, over a minute later, Cooke scored and the crowd went crazy, but when Ottawa 'supposedly' scored, it was back to the way it was before the Pens scored. They looked at that as they had several goals in the series and determined that the net was off its moorings when it crossed the line. We ended up tying it up with another goal from Cookie and had to go to overtime again. I shook my head. Please, please, end in the first overtime.

"Can't believe we're going to overtime again. I just want it to end." I sighed.

"I'm sure it'll just be done in one." Maddy said.

I nodded and we went back to waiting till the game came back on. I could finally breathe with just over ten minutes left in the extra period. Dupuis scored and therefore, we won the series and were moving on to the Eastern Semis. We screamed and jumped up and down. Alright. It's definitely time to celebrate; let's go dance!

Heading out to celebrate. Congrats! You were amazing! Don't be surprised if you can't get a hold of me. I love you!

I sent the text and off we went to Diesel.

"Ready?" Mel asked.

"Hell yeah!" I said pumping my fist into the air.

Thank you! Je'taime! Have fun!

I looked at the text I received fifteen minutes later and smiled.

"What did he say?" Maddy asked.

"I told him we were going out to celebrate and congrats and that he was amazing. Plus, I said that he might not be able to get a hold of me. He said, 'thank you, je'taime and have fun.'"

"Aww...I love that he says he loves you in French. I really do." Maddy said.

I blushed.

When we got there, it was packed, but we didn't care. We were there to have fun. So many of the girls looked like skanks, but what do you expect? It's Diesel, the most popular bar/club in Pittsburgh. After a drink, I went out and danced, but had guys come up toward me. I'm sorry, but even with the way I look right now, why are you all up in business? Seriously. I have all the self-esteem and self-confidence, but really? Okay. Whatever. All that matters is that I'm already taken. I ended having a couple more drinks, while Maddy had four and Mel was the designated driver. We got home around two and I was exhausted. I walked up to our room and saw Marc already asleep. Talk about irony. I'm usually the one asleep when he gets here, not vice versa. I blindly found pyjamas in the first drawer of my dresser as I didn't want to wake him. I slipped in beside him after taking off my make-up and brushing my teeth. I turned on my side, so I was facing his back. I soon was off in dreamland thinking about what was gonna happen next in the playoffs.

Notes

Comments

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HeatherFormica HeatherFormica
1/16/14
Are you continuing this story I liked it. :)
jaws1218 jaws1218
8/8/13
whats the rest of chapter 5? lol i love it btw!
hockaayy hockaayy
1/28/13