Out With the Old, in With the New
Love or Just Friends?
The next day, I thought about the kiss between Jon and I all day. I didn’t think it was possible for someone to fall for someone this fast but I guess it is. The day could not have gone any slower but finally it was time for the game and I drove to the United Center so fast that I thought I was going to get a speeding ticket.
When I arrived at the United Center, it was packed with a sea of red. Of course, I wore a Toews jersey to support them. I wouldn’t want to be the odd one out. The puck dropped at 8:07PM and the madness against Detroit began. Growing up with Patrick meant a hell lot of hockey so I knew every rule and every player. Sure enough, Tazer scores with only 2:14 left in the first period giving Chicago the lead 1-0. In the second period, Hossa scored beautifully giving Chicago an even larger lead 2-0. And in the third, Zetterberg scored but in the end Chicago won. I jumped to my feet as did everyone else in the Madhouse. I didn’t know what was more exciting, them winning or that it was time for Jon and I’s date.
I texted Jon saying that I would be waiting for him outside the locker room but he insisted that I come in because the boys wanted to see me again. I couldn’t really refuse since he pretty much carried me in.
Jon finally put me down in the changing room where I was greeted by all the Blackhawks. They all embraced me and they were pretty sweaty but I tried not to show that I was grossed out. That’s when I noticed Pat staring at me from his stall but then he looked away pretending he wasn’t staring at me. I sighed. Why was it so hard? All I want is an explanation and he doesn’t even have the guts to come and talk to me. We were best friends and now it seems like we're strangers. But that will not ruin my night. When Tazer finally finished getting ready, he took me to a nearby restaurant where I could tell he went very often. People greeted him like an ordinary guy that came to this restaurant a lot. It was nice not to be interrupted by fans.
“That was a nice goal today.” I complimented.
“Thanks. That one was for you.” He winked.
“Haha so excited for Round 3 of the playoffs?”
“Of course, but enough about hockey. I was wondering, uh, Kaner has been acting pretty strange lately and I heard him say, 'Forgive me Tessie,' while he was sleeping. I mean he hasn’t talked that much and he’s just not being himself.”
Crap. Do I tell him about our past or do I lie? It would be nice to get that weight off my shoulders but I barely knew Jon. I don't want to scare him away with my problems. “I don’t know why he’s been acting weird. I mean I haven’t really talked to him for a few weeks.” I said, trying not to act suspicious.
“Really? Lying, huh? Fine then, don’t tell me.” I could hear the humour in his voice, though he did sound hurt and concerned for Pat.
The rest of the night got pretty awkward from there. Both of us tried to make it less awkward but that just made it even more awkward. By the time Jon dropped me off at my apartment, I could tell that we both just wanted this night to end. I said goodbye and he had that cute look on his face and his hands shoved in his pockets like he wanted to say something when, he pulled me into a kiss, surprising me. His lips on mine just felt so right. The way our tongues battled for dominance made it even more passionate. When we pulled away, all I could think was wow. That kiss, made up for all the awkwardness tonight.
I climbed into bed thinking will Jon ever find out? And if he did, would he totally kill Patrick? Haha, he deserves it. Will this pain ever go away? I fell asleep with these questions stirring in my head.
The next morning, I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing.
“Hello?”
“Hey, Tess, I was wondering, do you wanna hang out today?” It was Jon.
“Uh, yeah, sure.”
“Great. How about my place at 5?”
“Ok. See you there.” I hung up. After last night, I was excited yet nervous. I mean, that kiss was absolutely magical but what if there was more awkwardness to each other? No Tessa. Jon is a great guy. After all this Patrick stuff gets worked out, there will be no more awkwardness. Ok. Today I am going to tell Jon about Patrick and I.
I drove to Jon’s feeling extremely happy, not suspecting anything odd to happen. Be strong Tessa. Just tell him the truth.
“TAZER! I’m here!”
“Oh, good. We were expecting you.” Jon replied from the living room.
“Uh. We were?” I heard from an all too familiar voice.
I froze. There in Jon’s living room was Patrick Kane. I glared at him.
“Look, I KNOW that there is something going on here and I just need you two to talk it out because obviously something is wrong. I’ll leave you two here while I go get dinner but when I get back, I expect you guys to be friends again. Got it?”
And with that he left. I was alone with Patrick Kane. Dear God, help me.
When I arrived at the United Center, it was packed with a sea of red. Of course, I wore a Toews jersey to support them. I wouldn’t want to be the odd one out. The puck dropped at 8:07PM and the madness against Detroit began. Growing up with Patrick meant a hell lot of hockey so I knew every rule and every player. Sure enough, Tazer scores with only 2:14 left in the first period giving Chicago the lead 1-0. In the second period, Hossa scored beautifully giving Chicago an even larger lead 2-0. And in the third, Zetterberg scored but in the end Chicago won. I jumped to my feet as did everyone else in the Madhouse. I didn’t know what was more exciting, them winning or that it was time for Jon and I’s date.
I texted Jon saying that I would be waiting for him outside the locker room but he insisted that I come in because the boys wanted to see me again. I couldn’t really refuse since he pretty much carried me in.
Jon finally put me down in the changing room where I was greeted by all the Blackhawks. They all embraced me and they were pretty sweaty but I tried not to show that I was grossed out. That’s when I noticed Pat staring at me from his stall but then he looked away pretending he wasn’t staring at me. I sighed. Why was it so hard? All I want is an explanation and he doesn’t even have the guts to come and talk to me. We were best friends and now it seems like we're strangers. But that will not ruin my night. When Tazer finally finished getting ready, he took me to a nearby restaurant where I could tell he went very often. People greeted him like an ordinary guy that came to this restaurant a lot. It was nice not to be interrupted by fans.
“That was a nice goal today.” I complimented.
“Thanks. That one was for you.” He winked.
“Haha so excited for Round 3 of the playoffs?”
“Of course, but enough about hockey. I was wondering, uh, Kaner has been acting pretty strange lately and I heard him say, 'Forgive me Tessie,' while he was sleeping. I mean he hasn’t talked that much and he’s just not being himself.”
Crap. Do I tell him about our past or do I lie? It would be nice to get that weight off my shoulders but I barely knew Jon. I don't want to scare him away with my problems. “I don’t know why he’s been acting weird. I mean I haven’t really talked to him for a few weeks.” I said, trying not to act suspicious.
“Really? Lying, huh? Fine then, don’t tell me.” I could hear the humour in his voice, though he did sound hurt and concerned for Pat.
The rest of the night got pretty awkward from there. Both of us tried to make it less awkward but that just made it even more awkward. By the time Jon dropped me off at my apartment, I could tell that we both just wanted this night to end. I said goodbye and he had that cute look on his face and his hands shoved in his pockets like he wanted to say something when, he pulled me into a kiss, surprising me. His lips on mine just felt so right. The way our tongues battled for dominance made it even more passionate. When we pulled away, all I could think was wow. That kiss, made up for all the awkwardness tonight.
I climbed into bed thinking will Jon ever find out? And if he did, would he totally kill Patrick? Haha, he deserves it. Will this pain ever go away? I fell asleep with these questions stirring in my head.
The next morning, I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing.
“Hello?”
“Hey, Tess, I was wondering, do you wanna hang out today?” It was Jon.
“Uh, yeah, sure.”
“Great. How about my place at 5?”
“Ok. See you there.” I hung up. After last night, I was excited yet nervous. I mean, that kiss was absolutely magical but what if there was more awkwardness to each other? No Tessa. Jon is a great guy. After all this Patrick stuff gets worked out, there will be no more awkwardness. Ok. Today I am going to tell Jon about Patrick and I.
I drove to Jon’s feeling extremely happy, not suspecting anything odd to happen. Be strong Tessa. Just tell him the truth.
“TAZER! I’m here!”
“Oh, good. We were expecting you.” Jon replied from the living room.
“Uh. We were?” I heard from an all too familiar voice.
I froze. There in Jon’s living room was Patrick Kane. I glared at him.
“Look, I KNOW that there is something going on here and I just need you two to talk it out because obviously something is wrong. I’ll leave you two here while I go get dinner but when I get back, I expect you guys to be friends again. Got it?”
And with that he left. I was alone with Patrick Kane. Dear God, help me.
8/24/13