"No mom, I don't need you to bring me anymore food." I grunted, balancing the phone between my ear and my shoulder as I pulled into the driveway of my medium sized, one-floor ranch style house.
"I just worry about you. You look like you've lost weight." Despite her concerning comment, her voice was emotionless and I could hear her flipping through some magazine or newspaper.
"I was sick for a week. When you throw up half your body weight, you tend to look like you've lost weight." I sighed. Parking my Jeep Grand Cherokee, I grabbed my purse off the passenger seat and got out of the car.
"Oh, honey, did you hear that Sidney was back in town?" She said, the smile could be seen through the phone. I clenched my fist and went to the back of the car, taking out the grocery bags.
"Oh, mom, did you hear we broke up five years ago?" I snapped, closing the cab and walking to the front door. I went to go unlock it, but it was already slightly open. I figured I just didn't close it all the way and still went into my house. Dumb ass.
"I just thought I would let you know. Maybe you two could get back together or something."
"Mom, what don't you get about the words 'break up?' I've been over Sidney for five years. What the hell is your obsession that we're going to get back together? It isn't going to happen. I'm over him, Mom, and you need to get over my life and go bother one of your other kids." I hissed.
"I just think he was good for you. You were happy and everyone loved you. Maybe you could get in touch with him and get the number of that Letang fellow."
"Yeah, totally. Let me just go call my boyfriend and get the number of that 'Letang fellow' and go sleep with his team." I scoffed. "I'll see you Wednesday for dinner." I said, hanging up before she could protest anything.
"Really, Kris Letang?" an unmistakable voice rang out behind me.
"Why are you in my house? How did you get into my house?" I jumped, facing Sidney who had amusement written all over his face.
"You changed your number, but not the house key, or where you hid it. If you want, I can give Letang you number but he's married. He could probably use a babysitter."
"You broke into my house? I could call the cops on you." I threatened. Sidney let out a loud laugh.
"Go ahead and call the cops on me, because I didn't break in. And you sound really certain that you're over me." He chided.
"Sid, why are you here?" I whispered, feeling every emotion known to man rush through my body. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, hoping that when I opened my eyes he would be gone. No such luck.
"I don't actually know. I was hoping that I could just waltz in and we could pick up where we left off and-" He admitted. "You're not over me. I know it. The pictures are all still up, I've kept mine too. Van, I think of you almost everyday. I've called, but you changed your number and I don't blame you because I just left you."
"We were young, we didn't know what to do. We wanted the easiest option and that's what lead to this."
"Can we try again?" Sidney asked, his voice hesistant.
"I don't know." I said, laughing sarcastically. "You can't just expect me to drop everything and go back to the relationship I had five years ago. I have a job, a house, a life-"
"Just one coffee date." Sidney cut me off. "We can go down to the docks like we always did."
"Sid," I started. I watched him quickly grab my phone and put his number into it.
"Think about it." he said, kissing me on the forehead and leaving my house."

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Later that night I sat on the back porch and stared into the yard as the stars came out. The crickets chirpped in the mid-June heat as the sound of the Zac Brown Band floated out of my house. My phone sat on the arm of the rocking chair next to a cup of rum and coke- mostly coke. I had been going through pictures of Sidney and I and decided I needed a break, so I made myself a drink and went to enjoy the warm Canadian night.
Seeing Sidney and looking at all the pictures made me miss the summers we had together. He would be in the off-season, I'd be home from school, and we would drive out to the fields to see the stars, drinking, laughing and just being so hopelessly in love. It was crazy to think that for 6 years, he was my world, and then for 5 years, he was just a memory. I knew he hadn't been coming home as much as normal. His parents moved a few towns over, and he had his own house on the edge of town, but something about having him here this summer was different. It was new and thrilling, like the nights we would spend sneaking out to each other.
I felt a blush creep across my face as I remembered the time the we snuck out and got caught. Sidney picked me up in his pick-up truck which had been parked down the street. We cut through some yards but one of the neighbor's dogs had been out and started chasing us. Sidney got bit and we had no choice but to get him help. He was 19 and I was 17 so we didn't have to call our parents at the hospital, until Sidney needed insurance information and my older sister, who was an intern at the time, spotted us.
I let a laugh slip from my lips as I reached for my drink. I didn't know why it took me so long to admit it to myself, but I wasn't over Sidney Crosby, and I don't think I ever would be. Maybe that's why I sent him the text, telling me to meet me tomorrow at 5 for this coffee he promised me.

Notes

I accidentally deleted this story. I had three chapters written so I'm going to be re-writing them to be as close as the originals. I may add some more details and make them longer before continuing with the rest of the story. And yes, I did change the name and will just have the chapters numbered instead of named!