The Art of Hockey(#2)

Sophia's P.O.V.
Although my heels gave me a couple inches more in height it still did nothing to help me see past all these people. It was New Years and I wanted to find James as soon as I could before the clock struck twelve, so in short I had fifteen minutes to find him.
"James?" I called out, my voice but a whisper against the music and people. Pushing through two dancing bodies I excused myself and walked to a somewhat uncrowded wall. Even now I couldn't make left from right with all this noise and people.
"Where is he?" I asked myself as I stood on my tip toes trying to find his familiar face.
"Where's who?" A husky voice whispered into my ear as two strong arms wrapped around my waist pulling me into their chest.
"Wh-" I began as I turned my head around and saw James looking lovingly into my eyes.
"James?" I said, "I've been looking for you everywhere. Where were you?" I questioned
"Looking for you." He responded giving me a peck on the lips.
"Oh." I said as I turned around placing my hands on his chest, my small legs fitting between his.
"They're starting to count down." He said lifting my chin up with his finger.
"5!"
"4!"
He leaned in a little looking me into the eyes.
"3!"
"2!"
His breath fanned my cheek.
"1!" Everyone yelled as champagne bottles popped in the background and James' hand moved to caress my cheek as his lips pushed themselves on mine, his tounge making his way into my mouth.
***
So I took the car and started following James home, since Dakota took a cab home because of her fight with Geno. Sighing I shook my head, Geno should know he was wrong, that was too much.
I had been putting a lot of thought into going all the way with James lately, well in fact its almost all I could think about. Whenever we're together we do something in that area and it isn't just kissing. And I do want him but I'm scared because he's been with so many other women and he's the only man I've ever even been with in the way we're being. I just don't want to dissapoint him, but at the same time I just want to go for it. Everytime he touches me it makes me want to just do it, but I still don't know how I would... It's all just so complicated.
Before I knew it I was driving up into his drive way when he came out and opened my car door for me. He's so sweet, maybe I should just go for it I mean I love him.
"So how did you like the party?" He aked me as he shut the house door leading us in.
"It was good." I replied, "Too bad for Dakota though." I said still feeling bad for my friend.
"Too bad for Dakota?" He scoffed
"Yeah, that was really mean what Evgeni said to her."
"He was only telling her the truth." He said agreeing with Geno.
"How could you say that?" I questioned getting aggravated with him.
"Easy, I would tell you the same thing Evgeni told Dakota if this happened to us."
My eyes went wide, I couldn't beleive what I was hearing. The kind affectionate man that I love disappeared, as I looked into his eyes which went cold and hard.
"I can't believe you would say that." I said my voice raising a little.
"I can." James said nonchalantly leaning against the wall crossing his arms.
"What is your problem?"
"My problem is that you think it's okay to grind over another guy when you're with me." He replied his voice also raising.
"Two different situations James." I yelled my hand coming into the air to make the sign of two.
"Not two different situations Sophia." He yelled back at me his tall figure standing over me, his hand raising and coming down, flinching, I let a sigh of relief when his hand closed over mine which was still in the sign of a two.
"Sophia why did you flinch?" He questioned his voice gone soft, "Sophia?" He questioned. I was quiet and I could feel myself shaking.
"Ye donn'na speak to me in that tone you cunt." He yelled raising his hand as it came crashing down on my cheek knocking me to the floor. Crying I looked back up at him only to see another fist come down to my face. Bringing my hands up I blocked my face as I felt white hot flash of pain flood in my hand as his fist connected it.
"Ye such slut walking around wearing this outfit! Who ye wearing it for huh?!" He grasped my shirt and lifted me up giving me another slap before he let go. My head fell to the carpet as he retreated away to grab another beer. I whimpered as he came back and put his face up to mine.
"Well ye got antything ta say for yourself?" He questioned his breath blowing in my face. I almost gagged at the smell.
Gulping I looked at him and said, "I'm sorry papa."
"Good, now go an clean yourself up ye ugly bitch."
"Sophia?" James' voice brought me back as I looked at him a tear falling down my cheek.
"I have to go." I said as I pushed past him and walked to the door.
"Sophia what happ-" I cut him off
"It's nothing, it's non of your business James! It doesn't matter. Besides aren't you too busy worrying that I go whore myself out with another guy?" I said trying to change the subject as quickly as possible and ran out to my car.

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