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2minsforslashing2006-06-07 07:21 pm
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Characters- Colby Armstrong and Sidney Crosby
Summary- If he says those five terrible words to the media, it's over, we're over, every thing is over.
Rating- R
Disclaimer- I don't own these guys. The stats are real but nothing else. Just a part of my imagination.
Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. We’re screwed. Michel will tell some one. He will. I closed my eyes, praying that when I opened them, Michel wouldn’t be in front of me. I opened them and my nightmare was still a reality. I took a deep breath.
“Michel, just calm down-“ I said.
“Fuck no, you two are sick!” Michel said.
“Michel, you can’t tell any one! You’ll ruin us, both, from hockey!”
“I can’t believe you!”
“Just, please, don’t tell any one.” I was talking very calm.
“Fuck this! I’ll tell who I want! You’re disgusting!” He spit at us before storming off.
I stood there, in shook. After a few minutes, I heard Sidney’s quiet sobs. I looked over at him. He was crying.
“Oh, shit, Sidney.” I put my arms around him.
“I’m done.” He said. “It’s over. Michel is going to tell every one and then that will be the end of Sidney Crosby. Ovechkin will get the Calder; I’ll get more labels, we’ll be shunned from the NHL, I’ll never be what every one wanted me to be.”
“Sidney, it’s ok. Michel never said he was going to tell. He said he could tell.”
Sidney nodded. He brought his hand to his eyes and rubbed his tears away. “I’m just worried. A lot.”
I sighed. “You want me to talk to Michel?”
He sighed. “I don’t care. He won’t listen. You saw his expressions…”
“Think about tonight’s game, not this.”
”Yeah right. I’m going to play horrible tonight.”
“Don’t say that.”
“It’s true.”
“What ever, I have to get home.” He walked off, not even saying good-bye. I didn’t bother me, he was pissed.
The truth is, I was just as worried as Sidney was- I just didn’t want to tell him. It would make him even more of a wreck then he already is.
The worst part, we still had to see Michel once more today.
~Sidney’s POV~
I’m fucking crying again. I’m driving home, fucking crying at the wheel. I had to pull in to an abandoned parking lot just to try and get all my tears out. I’m so scared.
Michel is going to tell everyone. He’s going to ruin me, ruin Colby, ruin the Penguins, ruin hockey in Pittsburgh, just he’ll ruin every thing. If he says those five terrible words to the media, it’s done, we’re done, everything is done. I’ll never get the chance to pass Ovechkin in the rookie race, I’ll never score 100 points, I’ll never get to play my 100 hockey game, I’ll never have another season besides my rookie season, I’ll never be anything again. I’ll get more fucking labels, I fucking have enough. He says “Sidney and Colby are gay” to the media, my life in hockey is over, Colby’s life in hockey is over, just everything will be over.
I don’t remember pulling out of the parking lot but I had made it to the Lemieux mansion. Oh fuck, now I have to face the Lemieuxs like this. I’m a wreck, I look like a wreck, every thing is just a wreck.
My hand was shaking as I grasped the doorknob to the house. I was praying that Mario wasn’t in the living room, you had a clear view of the door when you were in the living room. I opened the door and looked around. Fuck, Mario’s in the living room.
“Hey, Sidney!” He called.
“Hey.” I said quietly back, trying not to give away that I had just been crying. I hurried up to my room and slammed the door. Oops. I sat down on my bed. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Shit, I rubbed my face. I wasn’t sure if it was red still, but I rubbed it.
“Come in.” I said.
Mario opened the door. “Sidney, are you ok?” He said. God, fuck, what do I say?
“I’m fine.”
He gave me a look. “The colour of you face says a different story. Were you crying?”
I closed my eyes, silently praying he would go away. I opened them and he had moved to my bedside. “Well, yes, but it’s not a big deal.” I smiled a cheesy grin.
“Why were you crying?” Shit, I have no clue what to say right now. “Is some thing wrong?” I sighed. I don’t want to tell him that a player on his team could ruin any chances of hockey in Pittsburgh. He has enough on his plate to have to worry about Michel telling any one.
“It’s nothing.”
”Are you and Colby still fighting?”
“Oh, no we made up a few days ago.” I informed him.
“Did you get in another fight?” He asked.
“No…”
“Then what is bugging you to the point where you’re crying?”
“You have enough to worry about… I can’t tell…”
Mario sighed. “I won’t tell…”
I sighed. “It’s Michel.”
“Ouellet?”
“Oui.” I always said “yes” in French around him. I’m not sure why…
“What did he do?”
I took in a shaky breath, dammit, I didn’t want to talk about this. I was going to cry again. “He’s gonna tell every one.” A few tears leaked out from the corner of my eye.
“Tell every one what? Sidney what is going on?”
I broke out crying and spilled every thing. I felt vulnerable again. “Everything. He’s going to tell everyone that Colby and me kissed. I’ll be over, we’ll be over, everything will just be over. Me, Colby, the season, hockey in Pittsburgh, everything will just fall apart. No one would buy a team with gay fucking hockey players. My season will be done, I’ll never be as good as Gretzkey, I’ll never be what everyone wants me to be.” I was crying to hard.
Mario just sat there. I don’t even think he had any thing to say about this. “Sidney… Sid…” He sighed. “I don’t even know if I can say anything…”
“I’m so fucking scared.”
“Try talking to him…”
“Like he’ll listen.”
“It’s worth a shot…” I nodded.
*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*
~Colby’s POV~
I didn’t sleep much before the game. Too fucking worried.
Right now, I’m at the Mellon Arena locker room getting ready for the game. We’re playing the Philadelphia Flyers. I’m not really looking forward to it. I know Sidney isn’t going to play well.
This fucking sucks.
The sad thing is, Michel is right next to Sidney in the locker room. Me, I’m across the locker room from Sidney. I know that is going to bug Sidney, having to deal with some one who thinks wrong of him being right next to him.
When Michel showed up, he had a look of disgust on his face when he sat down next to Sidney. Sidney didn’t even look at him. He looked so scared; it really showed how young he is. They went on with getting changed.
*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*
We lost 2-1, Sidney played like shit, I got the one goal.
Right now, we were at the bar up the street from the Arena. I can’t remember the name…
Sidney was just sitting there, twirling a straw through his drink, I think it was Cola. He looked so broken. Michel was scheduled for an interview Tuesday night when we were in Philly. We had two days to convince him not to tell the world our secret.
Michel was four seats down from me at the bar, he kept giving us looks.
“I need to talk to him…” Sidney said.
“Are you sure? You want me to talk?” I asked.
“I’m sure.”
He got up and walked towards Michel.
~Sidney’s POV~
I sat down next to Michel. Fuck, I was scared. Michel looked over to me and gave me a look of disgust.
“What do you want?” He asked.
I took a deep breath. “We need to talk about today.” He sighed.
“I think you’re disgusting. What else is needed to be said?”
“Are you going to tell any one?”
“I don’t know. I want to.”
“Michel, you tell some one, it’s over. I’m over, Colby’s over; it’s all just… over. Please, don’t tell any one. No one would buy the Pens, who would want a team with gay hockey players?”
He sighed. “I don’t know… Sidney, I think Bisexuals are disgusting… But I don’t know… I don’t want to cause hockey to leave Pittsburgh… But people have a right to know.”
“But Michel, you can’t tell! I mean, hockey in Pittsburgh would be gone.”
He sighed. “I won’t tell the media, but the team has a right to know…”
I sighed. “But some one on the team could tell…”
“But they need to know. Sidney, I’m telling the team.”
I sighed. “Ok. I guess, I’ll respect that because you aren’t telling the media.”
“Yeah… I still think all of that is gross though. You don’t get out of that.” I laughed.
“Ok.” I got up and walked back to Colby.
Colby just looked at me. “What did he say?” he asked.
I took a deep breath. “He said he was going to tell the team… and no one else.”
“Fuck.” Colby said quietly.
“He said they have a right to know.”
He sighed. “They don’t. They really don’t. It’s none of their business.”
“Yeah, but we can’t pressure him. At least he isn’t telling the media. And hey, maybe the team won’t think any thing of it? Then we won’t have to be so secretive.”
He nodded. “True.”
*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*
~Colby’s POV~
It’s too late for this. I had a pounding headache and it was 12:14A.m. I didn’t want to get up to get meds though, it hurt pretty badly. I rolled over and buried my head in the pillow, absorbing the dark. Darkness always helps my headaches. It went away slightly but if I wanted it all the way gone, I would need meds.
I sighed and got off the bed. I slowly made my way to the sad excuse for a kitchen. I pulled out my bag that was under the sink that carried meds. I took out Tylenol and took two pills. Then it was back to bed.
*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*
Sunday, January 22nd, 2006
Ring, ring. Ring, ring. I yawned and opened my tired eyes. I sat up and picked up my phone.
“Hello?” I said.
“Hey…” Mel again.
”Hey.” I said.
Silence. “How are you?”
“I’m decent… and you?”
“Been better…”
“Oh…”
More silence before Mel asked. “So, who are you staying with?”
“I’m at a hotel…” I answered.
“Oh…” Silence. “How is it?”
“It’s alright… had better…”
“Do you like it?”
“It’s alright… Gets cold...”
“Oh…”
“Yeah…”
“What’s the name of the hotel?”
“Main Stay.”
Silence. “What are the surroundings like?”
“They are nice. Right by a Comcast station…”
“That’s cool…” Her voice was soft, almost nervous.
“Yeah…”
“Where is it?”
“Up by the mall on the hill…”
“Oh… You like the people next to you?”
“Yeah, there aren’t many people around. I’m in Room 113 and it’s on a corner…”
“Oh… that’s cool…”
I yawned. “Yeah.”
“Are you tired?”
“Yeah…”
“Oh, well, I’ll call later…”
“Ok…”
“Bye…”
“Bye.” I hung up the phone. I hate our broken conversations.
I looked at the clock. 8:35A.m. I laid back down and went to sleep.
A pounding on my door woke me up. I got up and answered it. It was Sidney.
“He did it, he fucking did it.” Sidney said. He had tears in his eyes.
I rubbed my eyes. “What did who do?” He broke out crying. God, fuck. I took his wrist and pulled him over to my bed.
“What’s wrong, babe?”
“Michel. He told the team. They all know.” He sniffled a little.
I widened my eyes. “What?”
“He told them. All of them!”
I put my head in my hand. “Fuck.” I said under my breath.
“I’m so fucking worried on what the team will think.”
“Me too.”
“Well, it’s 10:30. We’ll find out in 30 minutes.”
I sighed. “Shit.” I felt Sidney put his arm around me and bury his head in my shoulder. “Can we skip practice?”
He laughed. “I wish.” He was talking in to my shoulder.
After 15 more minutes of talking, we decided to leave. We took two cars.
We were standing out side the locker room doors. They were closed.
“You ready?” Sidney asked me.
I took a deep breath. “Yeah.”
I grasped the cool doorknob and opened it.
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ahhhhhhh cliffhanger!!!!
ahhhhhhhhhh Mel convos!!!
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
i dunno why im screaming. but i am. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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AHHH YES!
AHHH YES!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
BECAUSE SCREAMING IS FUN!!!! AHHHHHHHHHH! *runs in to a wall* Until you run in to the walll..... *faints*
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AHHHHHHHHHH YES!!!
AHHHHHH YES AGAIN!!!!!
*giggles* *runs* *finds wall with face* oooooooooh so that's what it feels like. *falls over*
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AHHHH WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
AHHHH WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE AGAIN!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH WALL! *smacks full force in to a wall* fuuuuuuuck *goes unconcsious*
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
AHHHHHHHHHH IDONTKNOWWHAT WE'REYELLINGABOUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*sends colby to revive you* AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH *FACEWALL* that hurts. *rubs head*
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
AHHHHHHH MENEITHER! AHHHH WEREAWESOME
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH *runs in to 40 more walls* If Colby's revivin..... *faints*
we are just....amazing
HHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH <--uses the same letters as HAHAHAHHAHA. doesn't that just make you want to HAHAHHAHHA?
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Colby's revivin'......stay down!! :)))))))))))))))))
Re: we are just....amazing
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH *stays down* CAN HE DO CPR, RESCUE BREATHING, AND RESCUE FUCKING??? YEAH LAST ONE ISN'T IN THE BOOK BUT CAN I ANY WAYS!?!?! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Re: we are just....amazing
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HAHAHAHHAAH AHAHHAHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHH HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AHAAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHA FUN WITH HS AND AS!
HAHHAHAHHAHHA you're funny, funny kid! yes, he excels in rescue fucking. that's the only part of the test he actually passed....but he got certified in everything else because he passed it with the instructor.
where the hell do i come up with this shit? and more importantly, why??????
Re: we are just....amazing
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
:PPPP HAHAHAHAH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
I WANNA BE THE INSTRUCTOR!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I'LL HELP HIM PASS THE RESCUE FUCKING PART AND THEN BE THE PERSON IN REAL LIFE HE NEEDS TO TRY IT ON!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Because you rock.
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I have an idea of what's going to happen with Mel though!
I think the whole team is going to be standing there naked when they walk in(except for Ouellet of course cause he don't like that shit) and they'll have a huge team orgy!!!
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Believe me, it'll knock you on your ass.
Haha! Every thing about the orgy for you... :PP
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Woohoo for orgy's!!!!!!!!!!!
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YAY! Especially when they are hot Penguins players!
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Damn cliffhangers....
WRITE FAST!!!!
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OK!
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But I must admit it adds to the story!
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c'mon... don't leave us hanging.
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Haha, I'll write fast!
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Really, Colby should just tell her that he left her for a dude. And not just any dude, but Sidney Crosby. That way, when she's on a date and the converation turns to exes, she can talk about how her ex ditched her for THE Sidney Crosby. LOL.
who would want a team with gay hockey players?
Me, that's who. :)
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