I know... I know... I'm a horrible person for leaving you hanging for so long.
An update is in the works... About half way?
Should be up tonight. I hope.
Thank you ALL for your patience.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
.12.
SID'S POV
I paced up and down the waiting area of the hospital. Ok, I wheeled. Staci was just beyond those double doors.
The accident that placed me in this wheelchair with a broken femur, a few cracked ribs, and some scrapes and bruises had also placed Staci, my Staci, beyond those double doors. She was in her third surgery in as many days. This one, however, was taking longer than the others. Her nurse, Gina, said that was a good thing, it meant she was strong and could handle the surgery itself. But that didn't mean she was ever going to wake up.
I sighed loudly before turning the wheelchair I was bound to and headed back the other direction.
“Sid, man, you're denting the floor; I can see the grooves.” Colby, my best friend since moving to Pittsburgh chuckled, half serious. I looked up and glared at him, catching the concerned look in Mel's, his girlfriend, eye. “Dude, don't bite my head of with your evil eyes. She's going to be fine. Stop freaking out.” I shook my head, sighing again, as I turned to head the way I started.
About two feet down in my direct path stood my childhood friend, and Staci's, Jack. I sighed as I rolled up to him.
“Move, Jack.” I mumbled the first words I spoke to anyone but Staci in three days.
“Not until you stop pacing, or whatever it is you're doing.” Jack stubbornly stated. I turned my face up to glare at him.
“Move, Jack.” I bit out through a clenched jaw and I saw him shake his head sadly. “I'm not afraid to run over your foot, you poor excuse for a friend.” His eyes betrayed his hurt at my comment for a brief second before the stubbornness resumed.
“Forget it, Sid. You're going to have to throw me out, and I was stronger than you before you got hurt, so good luck, buddy.” He tried to grin, but to me, it looked more like a grimace as I moved the chair to go around him. As I moved, he moved with me, blocking every angle. I finally gave up on that direction and turned to find Marc in front of me going the other way.
“Daryl, we know you love Staci.” He started, Vero standing directly at his right shoulder. “We know you're worried about Staci. We all are.” He sighed gesturing to the room that had been filled with friends and family from Pittsburgh and beyond. “But you need to stop. You're hurting yourself. Just stop, Sid.” Marc's soft words, in that stupid accent, did it. All of the emotions I didn't want any of them to see. All of the emotions I had poured out to her when she wasn't in surgery fell out of me.
All I could do at that moment was hang my head in my chair and sob. I, myself, was shocked at how painful and loud my sobs sounded. I was so lost in my own grief that I didn't feel Vero, Mel, and Nathalie surround me in comforting embraces; their own tears gently falling onto my head and shoulders.
We sat there clutching at each other for what seemed like hours. I realized then that this was my support system. These were the people that would get me through this. Good or bad. 'Please God,' I prayed, 'just let it be good.' I clung to them until an official sounding throat clearing caught my attention. The three women pulled away from me, revealing a tall, young doctor.
“Mr. Crosby,” he started with a sigh. “Mr. Crosby, your fiancée is out of surgery now. We've done all we can for the burns. She is still unconscious, we're unsure of how long she'll remain in that state, but expect a while yet. Her body has gone through a lot.” I stared up at the doctor and nodded mutely.
“Is she going to be ok?” Vero quietly asked at my right shoulder. The doctor sighed that heavy sigh that doctor’s give when they know that the answer they have is not the answer you want.
“That's not an answer I can give at this moment.” We all stood there, shocked, those who were seated now stood behind myself, Marc, Jack, and the girls. “What I mean is, she's been through a major trauma. 75% of her body is covered in second or third degree burns. She suffered sever internal injuries and excessive external ones. However, we have seen over the past three days that she is a fighter. And I have faith that she will pull through,” He sighed for the fourth or fifth time. “However I can make no guarantees on her well being at this point. We need her to wake up before anything can be determined.” He smiled sadly and nodded before heading back through those damned double doors.
I simply sat, miserable, and in more shock than my body thought it could handle. My hands shook and had a fairly good idea that my voice had left my throat. So I just sat... Staring at those double doors, waiting for her to walk through them.
“Sidney...” A soft African accented voice called through my haze. My eyes moved slowly upwards to find Gina standing near me. “How would you like to sit with her again?” I nodded wordlessly and saw her mouth the word 'sixteen' to whoever was standing behind me. My sigh echoed the walls as the person behind me pushed me down the hallway to 'sixteen' as Gina mentioned. They paused directly outside the door, causing me to take hold of the wheels.
I turned my head to look back and saw Jack staring wordlessly at the fragile being on the bed.
“I know, Jack... I know...” I whispered wheeling myself a little into the room. I turned again to see him slowly turning. “Hey, Jack?” His head turned mid step to take me in. “Thanks.” I half smiled, genuinely. My friend returned the smile with slight difficulty before nodding and walking slowly back to the waiting room.
I turned back to the bed in the middle of the room and wheeled up to it carefully. I easily and gently took her bandaged hand in mine before letting my head collapse onto the bed and my sobs escaped.
“I'm sorry, Stace...” I sobbed, praying she could hear me. “Jesus, I'm so sorry...”
I paced up and down the waiting area of the hospital. Ok, I wheeled. Staci was just beyond those double doors.
The accident that placed me in this wheelchair with a broken femur, a few cracked ribs, and some scrapes and bruises had also placed Staci, my Staci, beyond those double doors. She was in her third surgery in as many days. This one, however, was taking longer than the others. Her nurse, Gina, said that was a good thing, it meant she was strong and could handle the surgery itself. But that didn't mean she was ever going to wake up.
I sighed loudly before turning the wheelchair I was bound to and headed back the other direction.
“Sid, man, you're denting the floor; I can see the grooves.” Colby, my best friend since moving to Pittsburgh chuckled, half serious. I looked up and glared at him, catching the concerned look in Mel's, his girlfriend, eye. “Dude, don't bite my head of with your evil eyes. She's going to be fine. Stop freaking out.” I shook my head, sighing again, as I turned to head the way I started.
About two feet down in my direct path stood my childhood friend, and Staci's, Jack. I sighed as I rolled up to him.
“Move, Jack.” I mumbled the first words I spoke to anyone but Staci in three days.
“Not until you stop pacing, or whatever it is you're doing.” Jack stubbornly stated. I turned my face up to glare at him.
“Move, Jack.” I bit out through a clenched jaw and I saw him shake his head sadly. “I'm not afraid to run over your foot, you poor excuse for a friend.” His eyes betrayed his hurt at my comment for a brief second before the stubbornness resumed.
“Forget it, Sid. You're going to have to throw me out, and I was stronger than you before you got hurt, so good luck, buddy.” He tried to grin, but to me, it looked more like a grimace as I moved the chair to go around him. As I moved, he moved with me, blocking every angle. I finally gave up on that direction and turned to find Marc in front of me going the other way.
“Daryl, we know you love Staci.” He started, Vero standing directly at his right shoulder. “We know you're worried about Staci. We all are.” He sighed gesturing to the room that had been filled with friends and family from Pittsburgh and beyond. “But you need to stop. You're hurting yourself. Just stop, Sid.” Marc's soft words, in that stupid accent, did it. All of the emotions I didn't want any of them to see. All of the emotions I had poured out to her when she wasn't in surgery fell out of me.
All I could do at that moment was hang my head in my chair and sob. I, myself, was shocked at how painful and loud my sobs sounded. I was so lost in my own grief that I didn't feel Vero, Mel, and Nathalie surround me in comforting embraces; their own tears gently falling onto my head and shoulders.
We sat there clutching at each other for what seemed like hours. I realized then that this was my support system. These were the people that would get me through this. Good or bad. 'Please God,' I prayed, 'just let it be good.' I clung to them until an official sounding throat clearing caught my attention. The three women pulled away from me, revealing a tall, young doctor.
“Mr. Crosby,” he started with a sigh. “Mr. Crosby, your fiancée is out of surgery now. We've done all we can for the burns. She is still unconscious, we're unsure of how long she'll remain in that state, but expect a while yet. Her body has gone through a lot.” I stared up at the doctor and nodded mutely.
“Is she going to be ok?” Vero quietly asked at my right shoulder. The doctor sighed that heavy sigh that doctor’s give when they know that the answer they have is not the answer you want.
“That's not an answer I can give at this moment.” We all stood there, shocked, those who were seated now stood behind myself, Marc, Jack, and the girls. “What I mean is, she's been through a major trauma. 75% of her body is covered in second or third degree burns. She suffered sever internal injuries and excessive external ones. However, we have seen over the past three days that she is a fighter. And I have faith that she will pull through,” He sighed for the fourth or fifth time. “However I can make no guarantees on her well being at this point. We need her to wake up before anything can be determined.” He smiled sadly and nodded before heading back through those damned double doors.
I simply sat, miserable, and in more shock than my body thought it could handle. My hands shook and had a fairly good idea that my voice had left my throat. So I just sat... Staring at those double doors, waiting for her to walk through them.
“Sidney...” A soft African accented voice called through my haze. My eyes moved slowly upwards to find Gina standing near me. “How would you like to sit with her again?” I nodded wordlessly and saw her mouth the word 'sixteen' to whoever was standing behind me. My sigh echoed the walls as the person behind me pushed me down the hallway to 'sixteen' as Gina mentioned. They paused directly outside the door, causing me to take hold of the wheels.
I turned my head to look back and saw Jack staring wordlessly at the fragile being on the bed.
“I know, Jack... I know...” I whispered wheeling myself a little into the room. I turned again to see him slowly turning. “Hey, Jack?” His head turned mid step to take me in. “Thanks.” I half smiled, genuinely. My friend returned the smile with slight difficulty before nodding and walking slowly back to the waiting room.
I turned back to the bed in the middle of the room and wheeled up to it carefully. I easily and gently took her bandaged hand in mine before letting my head collapse onto the bed and my sobs escaped.
“I'm sorry, Stace...” I sobbed, praying she could hear me. “Jesus, I'm so sorry...”
Monday, July 13, 2009
.11.
Here's a super short teaser for you. More, hopefully, tomorrow.
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“Alecia... I really don't think this is a good idea.” A timid voice came from the backseat of the black Volvo waiting three blocks away from the bar.
“Shut up, Kate. I told you already. We have to get rid of the girls. One by one. Now, keep your trap shut and just watch out for any of the other guys.” She sneared back to the timid voiced girl. Kate sat in the back seat, peering out into the night, trying desperately not to girl in the front seat.
A phone chirped loudly next to Alecia, who shivered excitedly.
“It's time. They've just left. Cass saw Sid get in the driver's side.” The third girl smiled evilly, her eyes glinting in the street lights, causing Kate her own shiver, though not one of excitement like the others.
Alecia circled back another four blocks and came barreling down the street at 80 miles an hour. Kate sat praying in the backseat, clutching tightly to the handle on the door. 'Oh God,' she cried silently, 'please protect everyone in both cars!' All three girls screamed as the Volvo hit the SUV directly on the passenger's side.
STACI'S POV
We waved easily at our friends as we slowly pulled out of the parking lot.
“What do you think, Stace?” Sidney asked, taking my hand in his and holding it to him, protectively.
“Of?” I asked innocently.
“What food should we get?”
“Hmm... I think a little bit of everything would be good, don't you?” I laughed easily as he lifted my hand to kiss gently.
“Who cares about food... I could just eat you.” He waggled his eyebrows at me, causing me to crack into hysterics. “Babe, could you grab the CDs? They're under your seat.” He pouted adorably at me, before giving me back my hand.
“Of course, Sidney,” I leaned over and quickly kissed his pouting mouth before bending forward to grab the CD case from underneath the seat. I was halfway up before I heard the squeal of tires and could feel the SUV tip precariously. “SIDNEY!” I screamed as I felt the side of the door crumble onto my legs, I felt my head connect with the center consul and my brain went muffled and blurry.
“Staci?!” I could hear Sid screaming, even though he sounded like he was under water. “Staci, baby, wake up!” I tried to move to look at him, but found myself perfectly still, and without any control of my own body. I could smell something in the distance... Gas? Was there a gas leak somewhere? “Stace, hold on!” I heard Sidney yell at me, his voice getting farther and farther away from me. “STACI!” I could barely hear his scream as a blinding white light took over my consciousness before flooding my world with darkness.
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“Alecia... I really don't think this is a good idea.” A timid voice came from the backseat of the black Volvo waiting three blocks away from the bar.
“Shut up, Kate. I told you already. We have to get rid of the girls. One by one. Now, keep your trap shut and just watch out for any of the other guys.” She sneared back to the timid voiced girl. Kate sat in the back seat, peering out into the night, trying desperately not to girl in the front seat.
A phone chirped loudly next to Alecia, who shivered excitedly.
“It's time. They've just left. Cass saw Sid get in the driver's side.” The third girl smiled evilly, her eyes glinting in the street lights, causing Kate her own shiver, though not one of excitement like the others.
Alecia circled back another four blocks and came barreling down the street at 80 miles an hour. Kate sat praying in the backseat, clutching tightly to the handle on the door. 'Oh God,' she cried silently, 'please protect everyone in both cars!' All three girls screamed as the Volvo hit the SUV directly on the passenger's side.
STACI'S POV
We waved easily at our friends as we slowly pulled out of the parking lot.
“What do you think, Stace?” Sidney asked, taking my hand in his and holding it to him, protectively.
“Of?” I asked innocently.
“What food should we get?”
“Hmm... I think a little bit of everything would be good, don't you?” I laughed easily as he lifted my hand to kiss gently.
“Who cares about food... I could just eat you.” He waggled his eyebrows at me, causing me to crack into hysterics. “Babe, could you grab the CDs? They're under your seat.” He pouted adorably at me, before giving me back my hand.
“Of course, Sidney,” I leaned over and quickly kissed his pouting mouth before bending forward to grab the CD case from underneath the seat. I was halfway up before I heard the squeal of tires and could feel the SUV tip precariously. “SIDNEY!” I screamed as I felt the side of the door crumble onto my legs, I felt my head connect with the center consul and my brain went muffled and blurry.
“Staci?!” I could hear Sid screaming, even though he sounded like he was under water. “Staci, baby, wake up!” I tried to move to look at him, but found myself perfectly still, and without any control of my own body. I could smell something in the distance... Gas? Was there a gas leak somewhere? “Stace, hold on!” I heard Sidney yell at me, his voice getting farther and farther away from me. “STACI!” I could barely hear his scream as a blinding white light took over my consciousness before flooding my world with darkness.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
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Saturday, July 11, 2009
.10.
SID'S POV
I glanced back once, my brow furrowed at the worried expression plastered on her face. She stood with Marc and Vero standing on either side of her, chewing her nail. She never chewed her nails, that's when I knew something was really bugging her.
Sighing, I turned back to my task, I slowly made my way across the dance floor, having my shirt grabbed by different women, who I nodded politely to and kept going. Finally, I reached my destination. Max. Basically having sex in the middle of the dance floor. Gently I tapped his shoulder.
“Max, we're all heading back to the house. Come with.” I shouted into his ear. He stopped devouring his partner's neck and turned to face me still 'dancing', if you could call it that.
“Nah, I think we're good here.” Max smirked mischievously just before turning back to his friend.
“Staci, asked me to invite both you and your friend. If you want to join us, that's where we'll be.” I saw Max barely nod, gave him another pat on the shoulder and turned to leave.
As I turned I was met by a wall of four gorgeous girls. They seemed young, probably 18 or 19.
“Ladies,” I nodded my acknowledgement before moving to the right to walk around them.
“Hi,” one of the girls purred stepping to her left and directly into my path. “Leaving so soon?”
“Yup, heading home...” I faked a yawn and tried to go the other way, the girl on that end stepping into my path.
“What's the hurry,” she cooed, wrapping her arm comfortably around my waist.
“I'm sorry ladies, but I have people waiting for me.” I quickly shook her off and sent visual sign for help to the group upstairs. One of the middle girls stepped in front of me.
“All we're asking, Sid,” She smiled sweetly, innocently, “is that you take a really long hard look at your fiancée. We could do all that and more for you.” She winked and with that turned and headed towards the bar. The two on the end quickly following, leaving the second girl in the middle.
“We'll be watching, Sid.” She blew me a kiss and followed her friends back to the bar. I stood there stunned at the women for a moment, barely hearing Max step up behind me, with his friend wrapped in his arms.
“Hey, man, are you ok?” I shook my head out of it's funk and turned to him smiling slightly.
“Yeah, I'm good.” He grinned and started walking towards the door. About ten feet from where I stood cemented to the ground he turned around and stared at me with a worried expression.
“Dude, are you coming or not? We're going to your house.” I nodded and turned to glance at the four girls would sat at the bar, ignoring the gaggle of men surrounding them.
“Yah... I'm coming...” My brow furrowed as I turned back to Max and started towards the VIP section and then the door. Staci met me halfway to the door with Vero and Marc right behind her. Marc simply shook his head, while Vero wore a concerned expression as Staci folded herself into my arms. “Hey,” I whispered into her hair as we continued to walk towards the door, “it's okay... I'm fine... You're fine...” I kissed the top of her hair gently before I opened the door to the SUV for her. I jogged quickly to the other side and rolled down the window to address our friends before leaving. “See you guys at the house. Guy and Claire aren't there, but Jordan and Laura might be. If they are... Flower?”
“We'll make sure nothing happened!” Marc assured me, and Vero nodded next to him.
“Ok, we're going to stop for food.” I smiled and rubbed Staci's hand as she stared out the passenger side window. “Any requests?”
“Chinese.”
“Sushi!” Tyler called, Erin draped under his arm.
“PIZZA!” I heard Max call from down the parking lot. Staci and I chuckled along with our friends before starting the vehicle and pulling out of the parking lot.
“See you at the house!” I called waving out of the window.
I glanced back once, my brow furrowed at the worried expression plastered on her face. She stood with Marc and Vero standing on either side of her, chewing her nail. She never chewed her nails, that's when I knew something was really bugging her.
Sighing, I turned back to my task, I slowly made my way across the dance floor, having my shirt grabbed by different women, who I nodded politely to and kept going. Finally, I reached my destination. Max. Basically having sex in the middle of the dance floor. Gently I tapped his shoulder.
“Max, we're all heading back to the house. Come with.” I shouted into his ear. He stopped devouring his partner's neck and turned to face me still 'dancing', if you could call it that.
“Nah, I think we're good here.” Max smirked mischievously just before turning back to his friend.
“Staci, asked me to invite both you and your friend. If you want to join us, that's where we'll be.” I saw Max barely nod, gave him another pat on the shoulder and turned to leave.
As I turned I was met by a wall of four gorgeous girls. They seemed young, probably 18 or 19.
“Ladies,” I nodded my acknowledgement before moving to the right to walk around them.
“Hi,” one of the girls purred stepping to her left and directly into my path. “Leaving so soon?”
“Yup, heading home...” I faked a yawn and tried to go the other way, the girl on that end stepping into my path.
“What's the hurry,” she cooed, wrapping her arm comfortably around my waist.
“I'm sorry ladies, but I have people waiting for me.” I quickly shook her off and sent visual sign for help to the group upstairs. One of the middle girls stepped in front of me.
“All we're asking, Sid,” She smiled sweetly, innocently, “is that you take a really long hard look at your fiancée. We could do all that and more for you.” She winked and with that turned and headed towards the bar. The two on the end quickly following, leaving the second girl in the middle.
“We'll be watching, Sid.” She blew me a kiss and followed her friends back to the bar. I stood there stunned at the women for a moment, barely hearing Max step up behind me, with his friend wrapped in his arms.
“Hey, man, are you ok?” I shook my head out of it's funk and turned to him smiling slightly.
“Yeah, I'm good.” He grinned and started walking towards the door. About ten feet from where I stood cemented to the ground he turned around and stared at me with a worried expression.
“Dude, are you coming or not? We're going to your house.” I nodded and turned to glance at the four girls would sat at the bar, ignoring the gaggle of men surrounding them.
“Yah... I'm coming...” My brow furrowed as I turned back to Max and started towards the VIP section and then the door. Staci met me halfway to the door with Vero and Marc right behind her. Marc simply shook his head, while Vero wore a concerned expression as Staci folded herself into my arms. “Hey,” I whispered into her hair as we continued to walk towards the door, “it's okay... I'm fine... You're fine...” I kissed the top of her hair gently before I opened the door to the SUV for her. I jogged quickly to the other side and rolled down the window to address our friends before leaving. “See you guys at the house. Guy and Claire aren't there, but Jordan and Laura might be. If they are... Flower?”
“We'll make sure nothing happened!” Marc assured me, and Vero nodded next to him.
“Ok, we're going to stop for food.” I smiled and rubbed Staci's hand as she stared out the passenger side window. “Any requests?”
“Chinese.”
“Sushi!” Tyler called, Erin draped under his arm.
“PIZZA!” I heard Max call from down the parking lot. Staci and I chuckled along with our friends before starting the vehicle and pulling out of the parking lot.
“See you at the house!” I called waving out of the window.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
updates
Hi guys,
I'm sorry, chapter 10 is in the works right now, and almost finished. I'm just trying to figure out how I want something to happen. Not as easy as you'd think.
Anyways, it should be up this weekend forsure!
I'm sorry, chapter 10 is in the works right now, and almost finished. I'm just trying to figure out how I want something to happen. Not as easy as you'd think.
Anyways, it should be up this weekend forsure!
Friday, June 19, 2009
.9.
I hope this makes up for the lack of updates... Enjoy guys :O)
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The game was quick, and loud, our boys pulling a head to win it 4-2 in the third. The four of us headed downstairs, which was probably a mistake, as we were interrupted every ten steps so someone could congratulate Vero and Marc-Andre. Vero would nod and thank them politely and then we would continue on our way.
We hit the locker rooms and Brooks and Tyler were standing there waiting for their respective women. Erin and Lilly ran over and attacked their men with a fever. Vero and I stood back, knowing like always, our men would probably be the last out.
I sat on the couch as the guys came up and congratulated Vero on their way out. She gushed at them and thanked them with a genuine smile as they left the locker room promising to see us both at Diesel soon.
Finally, about ten minutes after Geno, Staalsy and Max left, the doors opened and a flood of reporters headed right for us.
“STACI, STACI! How does it feel, now that you're friend is engaged?” A reporter yelled at me as they separated me from Vero.
“I'm very happy for Vero and Marc-Andre. They've been very good friends to both myself and Sidney, and I look forward to doing all the things that Vero has been kind enough to do for me during my engagement.” I smiled widely, waiting, praying for Sidney to save me.
“What would you say, Staci, was the best part of your own engagement?” A familiar voice asked. I looked up to see Sid in the midst of all the reporters, grinning mischievously, as the hounds grew tighter.
“Well, you see, I met this guy... And he was very persistent, on the verge of annoying.” I grinned as he took on a look of indignation. “But, he ended up winning me over, by his persistence. My favourite thing about the proposal? The fact that it was in Cole Harbour, just me and him, and our dogs at the house. It was very romantic. He proposed on the dock, over looking the lake.” The crowd around me aww'd as Sid finally fought his way forward, I looked over to see Vero briefly, and saw Marc-Andre's head where she used to be, blocking her from sight. I turned back towards Sidney and he surprised me by meeting my lips right away.
“Sorry everyone... I'm stealing my fiancée and our friends away to enjoy their engagement. Thank you.” Sid called out to the reporters. He wrapped his arm around me and began to pull me away from the crowd as more and more reporters yelled out to us. I looked over and saw Marc pulling Vero away in a similar fashion. Both of us girls just put our heads down to avoid pictures as our men guided us out the door. “Diesel, Flower. The guys are already there.” Sid waved to the others as he opened my door for me giving me a quick kiss before running over to his side of the vehicle.
We pulled up to the club and the doorman came up and opened the door for me as Sidney ran over and offered me his hand. My smile ballooned as I took the offered hand and headed into the club together.
Our group of people glanced up and cheered as they spotted us walking into the club, Vero and Marc right behind us. As we got up to the VIP area I noticed Jordan sitting in the corner with a very pretty, very familiar blond. I gave Sid a pat on the arm, leaving him to talk with Geno, Max, and Marc while I made my way over to the couple.
I gently sat across from them and watch for a few moments as they had their faces close together, whispering back and forth, grinning like small school children. After about three minutes of just watching them interact I cleared my throat to announce my presence. The girl’s head flew up, running straight into Jordan’s chin. Jordan groaned holding his jaw tenderly. The girl looked between me and Jordan before finally turning to him and pushing his hands away so she could see the damage.
“Oh my gosh, Jordan… I’m so sorry… Je suis tres stupide!” she cried stroking his jaw. He smiled softly before trapping his hands in his.
“You’re not stupid. Trust me.” He smiled leaning in and kissing her gently.
“I'm sorry,” I cut in, causing them to pull away from each other. “But, although you two are together and that's great. I need to clarify somethings first. Laura, does your mother know you're at Diesel?” Her eyes fell as she slowly shook her head. “But she knows you're with Jordan?” She nodded raising her eyes to look at me pleadingly.
“Please, Aunt Staci, don't tell her! I just wanted to have a good date with him, nothing more.” She pleaded, holding onto Jordan's hands.
“I understand that, and I won't on one condition...” My gaze turned to the young blond’s now slightly terrified boyfriend. “Jordan, don't you dare bring her back here until she's at least eight-teen ok?” The tall man-boy nodded slowly. “And take her out for dinner or something. If Claire's ok with you taking her out, she should be ok with where you take her. Deal?”
“Deal, Stace,” He mumbled as they both stood. Laura came over and hugged me gently before running out of the club, Jordan close behind her. I watched them run out of the club chuckling to myself about the trouble Sidney and I used to get into when we first started dating.
“Hey, babe, was that Laura and Jordan I saw running out of here?” Sidney asked kissing the top of my head gently. I nodded and leaned against him.
“Yup, I got me thinking about us as teenagers.” I laughed as he shuddered.
“I'm surprised your father never killed me. We were pretty bad.” He kissed my shoulder gently as I laughed at the memories.
“We weren't that bad. Troublemakers for sure. But we always knew when enough was enough.”
“Yah, the vein in your dad's forehead would start pounding.” We laughed and I slowly stood, pulling away from him slowly.
“I'm going to grab a drink ok, babe?” I leaned in and kissed his plush lips after he nodded. I headed towards the bar, pausing at the steps to send a kiss air delivery to Sid and laughed as he caught it, placing it in his pocket.
I hurried to the bar, not really liking how crowded it got in a matter of twenty minutes. The bartender was quick to take my order, and I stood there waiting for my drink, observing the people around me.
“Oh my GOD! Cassie, they're here!!! Oh my god! How do we get in there??” A girl directly to my left squealed.
“Umm.. Doubtful, Alecia... They're all marrying off. Which means, while they're in town, they're off limits. It'll be better when we see them in New York next week.” The girl next to her, Cassie, purred. “But I might be able to walk out of here with Max tonight, he looks like he's on the prowl.” The girls cackled and my gaze went to the dance floor where I found Max getting very cozy with a very plastic blond. I sighed gently and shook my head, as the bartender finally dropped off my made drink. I turned slowly, having grabbed Sidney a beer as well, and began to head back to the lounge.
“You know, Cas, the other thing we can do to get in the with the guys...” The girl, Alecia, pondered. “Get rid of the girlfriends...” I glanced over with my peripheral vision to see the two girls glaring at Vero standing with Marc and chatting with Erin and Brooks. I shuddered involuntarily and sped up my pace to get back into the lounge.
“Staci, what's wrong?” Vero asked, catching me as I almost ran up the stairs. I shook my head violently.
“We... W-we need to go... Now...” I managed to speak as Sid came up and grabbed his beer from me.
“Thanks, babe.” He grinned kissing my cheek, not noticing my fear.
“What do you mean?” Vero asked, now concerned, pulling me to the couch to sit.
“I just... It's not.... I mean... I just think we should go.”
“What's going on, Staci?” Marc sat next to Vero wrapping his arm around her shoulders.
“We need to get Max and get out of here. We can go to our place. Order Chinese and hang out.” I smiled innocently, taking a large sip of my drink.
“I could for Chinese.” Lilly piped up from next to Tyler.
“Yah... Sounds good.” Sid grinned, gulping his beer. He leaned down and kissed my forehead gently. “I'll go get Max. The blond might have to come to though. Is that ok?” I nodded finishing my drink as I watched Sid cross the dance floor to get Max so we could leave.
"Mon Dieu," Vero swore softly causing me to whip my head around to see trouble heading in Sidney and Max's direction, head on.
~~
The game was quick, and loud, our boys pulling a head to win it 4-2 in the third. The four of us headed downstairs, which was probably a mistake, as we were interrupted every ten steps so someone could congratulate Vero and Marc-Andre. Vero would nod and thank them politely and then we would continue on our way.
We hit the locker rooms and Brooks and Tyler were standing there waiting for their respective women. Erin and Lilly ran over and attacked their men with a fever. Vero and I stood back, knowing like always, our men would probably be the last out.
I sat on the couch as the guys came up and congratulated Vero on their way out. She gushed at them and thanked them with a genuine smile as they left the locker room promising to see us both at Diesel soon.
Finally, about ten minutes after Geno, Staalsy and Max left, the doors opened and a flood of reporters headed right for us.
“STACI, STACI! How does it feel, now that you're friend is engaged?” A reporter yelled at me as they separated me from Vero.
“I'm very happy for Vero and Marc-Andre. They've been very good friends to both myself and Sidney, and I look forward to doing all the things that Vero has been kind enough to do for me during my engagement.” I smiled widely, waiting, praying for Sidney to save me.
“What would you say, Staci, was the best part of your own engagement?” A familiar voice asked. I looked up to see Sid in the midst of all the reporters, grinning mischievously, as the hounds grew tighter.
“Well, you see, I met this guy... And he was very persistent, on the verge of annoying.” I grinned as he took on a look of indignation. “But, he ended up winning me over, by his persistence. My favourite thing about the proposal? The fact that it was in Cole Harbour, just me and him, and our dogs at the house. It was very romantic. He proposed on the dock, over looking the lake.” The crowd around me aww'd as Sid finally fought his way forward, I looked over to see Vero briefly, and saw Marc-Andre's head where she used to be, blocking her from sight. I turned back towards Sidney and he surprised me by meeting my lips right away.
“Sorry everyone... I'm stealing my fiancée and our friends away to enjoy their engagement. Thank you.” Sid called out to the reporters. He wrapped his arm around me and began to pull me away from the crowd as more and more reporters yelled out to us. I looked over and saw Marc pulling Vero away in a similar fashion. Both of us girls just put our heads down to avoid pictures as our men guided us out the door. “Diesel, Flower. The guys are already there.” Sid waved to the others as he opened my door for me giving me a quick kiss before running over to his side of the vehicle.
We pulled up to the club and the doorman came up and opened the door for me as Sidney ran over and offered me his hand. My smile ballooned as I took the offered hand and headed into the club together.
Our group of people glanced up and cheered as they spotted us walking into the club, Vero and Marc right behind us. As we got up to the VIP area I noticed Jordan sitting in the corner with a very pretty, very familiar blond. I gave Sid a pat on the arm, leaving him to talk with Geno, Max, and Marc while I made my way over to the couple.
I gently sat across from them and watch for a few moments as they had their faces close together, whispering back and forth, grinning like small school children. After about three minutes of just watching them interact I cleared my throat to announce my presence. The girl’s head flew up, running straight into Jordan’s chin. Jordan groaned holding his jaw tenderly. The girl looked between me and Jordan before finally turning to him and pushing his hands away so she could see the damage.
“Oh my gosh, Jordan… I’m so sorry… Je suis tres stupide!” she cried stroking his jaw. He smiled softly before trapping his hands in his.
“You’re not stupid. Trust me.” He smiled leaning in and kissing her gently.
“I'm sorry,” I cut in, causing them to pull away from each other. “But, although you two are together and that's great. I need to clarify somethings first. Laura, does your mother know you're at Diesel?” Her eyes fell as she slowly shook her head. “But she knows you're with Jordan?” She nodded raising her eyes to look at me pleadingly.
“Please, Aunt Staci, don't tell her! I just wanted to have a good date with him, nothing more.” She pleaded, holding onto Jordan's hands.
“I understand that, and I won't on one condition...” My gaze turned to the young blond’s now slightly terrified boyfriend. “Jordan, don't you dare bring her back here until she's at least eight-teen ok?” The tall man-boy nodded slowly. “And take her out for dinner or something. If Claire's ok with you taking her out, she should be ok with where you take her. Deal?”
“Deal, Stace,” He mumbled as they both stood. Laura came over and hugged me gently before running out of the club, Jordan close behind her. I watched them run out of the club chuckling to myself about the trouble Sidney and I used to get into when we first started dating.
“Hey, babe, was that Laura and Jordan I saw running out of here?” Sidney asked kissing the top of my head gently. I nodded and leaned against him.
“Yup, I got me thinking about us as teenagers.” I laughed as he shuddered.
“I'm surprised your father never killed me. We were pretty bad.” He kissed my shoulder gently as I laughed at the memories.
“We weren't that bad. Troublemakers for sure. But we always knew when enough was enough.”
“Yah, the vein in your dad's forehead would start pounding.” We laughed and I slowly stood, pulling away from him slowly.
“I'm going to grab a drink ok, babe?” I leaned in and kissed his plush lips after he nodded. I headed towards the bar, pausing at the steps to send a kiss air delivery to Sid and laughed as he caught it, placing it in his pocket.
I hurried to the bar, not really liking how crowded it got in a matter of twenty minutes. The bartender was quick to take my order, and I stood there waiting for my drink, observing the people around me.
“Oh my GOD! Cassie, they're here!!! Oh my god! How do we get in there??” A girl directly to my left squealed.
“Umm.. Doubtful, Alecia... They're all marrying off. Which means, while they're in town, they're off limits. It'll be better when we see them in New York next week.” The girl next to her, Cassie, purred. “But I might be able to walk out of here with Max tonight, he looks like he's on the prowl.” The girls cackled and my gaze went to the dance floor where I found Max getting very cozy with a very plastic blond. I sighed gently and shook my head, as the bartender finally dropped off my made drink. I turned slowly, having grabbed Sidney a beer as well, and began to head back to the lounge.
“You know, Cas, the other thing we can do to get in the with the guys...” The girl, Alecia, pondered. “Get rid of the girlfriends...” I glanced over with my peripheral vision to see the two girls glaring at Vero standing with Marc and chatting with Erin and Brooks. I shuddered involuntarily and sped up my pace to get back into the lounge.
“Staci, what's wrong?” Vero asked, catching me as I almost ran up the stairs. I shook my head violently.
“We... W-we need to go... Now...” I managed to speak as Sid came up and grabbed his beer from me.
“Thanks, babe.” He grinned kissing my cheek, not noticing my fear.
“What do you mean?” Vero asked, now concerned, pulling me to the couch to sit.
“I just... It's not.... I mean... I just think we should go.”
“What's going on, Staci?” Marc sat next to Vero wrapping his arm around her shoulders.
“We need to get Max and get out of here. We can go to our place. Order Chinese and hang out.” I smiled innocently, taking a large sip of my drink.
“I could for Chinese.” Lilly piped up from next to Tyler.
“Yah... Sounds good.” Sid grinned, gulping his beer. He leaned down and kissed my forehead gently. “I'll go get Max. The blond might have to come to though. Is that ok?” I nodded finishing my drink as I watched Sid cross the dance floor to get Max so we could leave.
"Mon Dieu," Vero swore softly causing me to whip my head around to see trouble heading in Sidney and Max's direction, head on.
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