Status: previously known as 'Forbidden Love'
The Right Kind of Wrong
Game Time
Pulling the UND jersey over her head, Emily pulled her long hair into a ponytail before applying some lip-gloss to her pink lips and together with Charlie and Mary leaving the hotel room they were staying in, joining the rest of their friends down in the lobby of the small hotel.
They weren’t the only ones who had made the four hour drive down to St Paul to see the game.
Spending a short while there, they mingled with their other friends, a group which included Michelle – Gregoire’s girlfriend – whom Emily had gotten to know as she was spending time at Chris’ house. Promising to find Michelle after the game she towed her friends to the truck she still wasn't completely comfortable driving – it was huge – and headed across the city, towards Minneapolis where the Mariucci Arena where the Gophers played their home games was located.
It was a place Emily had visited more times than she could count, always wearing the maroon and gold jersey of the Gophers, always cheering for the home team...
But as she parked the truck in the familiar parking lot and approached the large arena that had once made the Sports Illustrated on Campus top ten list of venues for college sports, everything was different. So different…
She was there for another player, with other friends, cheering for a different team of amazing guys and this time she was wearing the opposing team’s colors. She was wearing UND colors…
Walking out in the familiar stands, sitting down in the familiar seats, looking out over the familiar ice where the familiar logos painted on the ice and the familiar banners hanging from the ceiling she couldn’t help but feel that everything that had happened in the past year was more than she’d expected to happen during her four years in college. That however messed up everything was, it had somehow worked out in the end.
In difference to just a year earlier, she wasn't sure where she was going after graduation, she didn’t know where she would be working, she didn’t know how she was going to support herself and she most of all didn’t know where her life was heading… But it felt more right than things had done in a long while…
The game was seemingly going UND’s way as they were up 3-2, leading the game for quite some time it all came to a roadblock as the Gopher’s Jacob Cepis scored with less than three minutes left on the clock. The game going into overtime tied 3-3, there were a lot of chances before the final whistle blew but no goals.
A tie in such an important and hyped game was always somewhat of a disappointment. If you lost you really felt disappointed and sad. If you won…well you were happy and elated of course. You tied…you kind of felt cheated.
That was exactly what they were all feeling as they stood up after the game ended and Emily, with Charlie and Mary in tow, searched out Michelle in the massive sea of people.
“I can see why you liked going here, even if I personally think that the Ralph is better,” Michelle greeted her as they finally made it out through the front doors.
“If I'm being honest, I think you're right,” Emily replied smiling widely.
“So we were thinking that we should wait for the guys, head back to their hotel for a while afterwards,” Michelle suggested as they all bundled up in their coats in the cold air outside.
“I don’t know,” Emily replied, she really wasn't sure that she wanted to stick around at the arena where her ex-fiancé had just stepped off the ice.
“Come on,” Michelle nudged her in the hip, urging her to stay.
“I don’t…” Emily began once again just as her iPhone vibrated inside her pocket. “Just a sec,” she picked it up and opened the text she just received, a soft smile spreading across her lips as she read the words from Chris. “Fine, we’ll stay here, wait for them, if that’s okay with you guys?” she turned to her friends who both nodded positively.
“Great,” Michelle literally skipped a little, before they slowly walked away from the arena, back in the direction of the parking lot. A lot that was located relatively closely to the players’ entrance of the large arena.
“You are way too perky after a game like that,” Emily commented as she leaned against a stone column, burying her hands in the pockets of her jacket. It wasn’t colder then Grand Forks had been the same morning, but it was still bloody cold!
Chatting with the girls as they were waiting for the guys to come out, Emily laughed at the story Mary was telling about a mishap in her junior year at the school, only to squeal slightly as someone pinched her in the sides.
“Wow you really are ticklish,” Chris commented as she spun around and punched him in the shoulder.
“Don’t scare me like that,” she chastised him, glaring slightly at him but still let him loosely wrap his arms around her waist.
“You stayed,” he commented as few of his teammates joined them out in the almost empty parking lot.
“Michelle convinced me,” she shrugged as she tilted her head back slightly and looked up at him. “Besides, something told me you might need some cheering up,” she added softly.
“True,” he smiled widely before pressing his lips against hers and causing her slowly move her hand around the back of his neck, pulling him closer. Usually she wasn't a fan of PDA, but something about Chris made several of the rules she lived her life by go straight out of the window.
Feeling someone pinch her butt, she reluctantly pulled away from him to glare at the offending hand, and person, who happened to be Charlie. “What?” she frowned slightly.
“I was starting to get sick,” Charlie joked, a wide smile across her lips and both of them could see the spark of laughter that filled Chris’ dark eyes. “You're like a walking bundle of cuteness. But seriously, can we head back to the hotel soon, any hotel, my toes as starting to grow numb.”
“We have to go back to the bus,” Chris nodded. “But I’ll see you at the hotel?” he wondered as she turned back to Emily.
“You’ll see me and those idiots at your hotel,” she nodded, kissing him once more before letting go of him and watching him head back to where their bus was parked.
Rounding up her friends, they approached the truck which was parked just a few rows away from Michelle’s car, and as she unlocked the large vehicle, Emily couldn’t help but feel like she was watched. But as the bus was still standing still, she shook off the feeling and watched as a silver truck left the parking lot, heading west.
Licking her lips as she climbed in behind the wheel, she pushed the feeling further away and tried to ignore the familiarity of the truck she just saw leave the parking lot. She was back in St Paul-Minneapolis; she was bound to see things and people she recognized…
They weren’t the only ones who had made the four hour drive down to St Paul to see the game.
Spending a short while there, they mingled with their other friends, a group which included Michelle – Gregoire’s girlfriend – whom Emily had gotten to know as she was spending time at Chris’ house. Promising to find Michelle after the game she towed her friends to the truck she still wasn't completely comfortable driving – it was huge – and headed across the city, towards Minneapolis where the Mariucci Arena where the Gophers played their home games was located.
It was a place Emily had visited more times than she could count, always wearing the maroon and gold jersey of the Gophers, always cheering for the home team...
But as she parked the truck in the familiar parking lot and approached the large arena that had once made the Sports Illustrated on Campus top ten list of venues for college sports, everything was different. So different…
She was there for another player, with other friends, cheering for a different team of amazing guys and this time she was wearing the opposing team’s colors. She was wearing UND colors…
Walking out in the familiar stands, sitting down in the familiar seats, looking out over the familiar ice where the familiar logos painted on the ice and the familiar banners hanging from the ceiling she couldn’t help but feel that everything that had happened in the past year was more than she’d expected to happen during her four years in college. That however messed up everything was, it had somehow worked out in the end.
In difference to just a year earlier, she wasn't sure where she was going after graduation, she didn’t know where she would be working, she didn’t know how she was going to support herself and she most of all didn’t know where her life was heading… But it felt more right than things had done in a long while…
The game was seemingly going UND’s way as they were up 3-2, leading the game for quite some time it all came to a roadblock as the Gopher’s Jacob Cepis scored with less than three minutes left on the clock. The game going into overtime tied 3-3, there were a lot of chances before the final whistle blew but no goals.
A tie in such an important and hyped game was always somewhat of a disappointment. If you lost you really felt disappointed and sad. If you won…well you were happy and elated of course. You tied…you kind of felt cheated.
That was exactly what they were all feeling as they stood up after the game ended and Emily, with Charlie and Mary in tow, searched out Michelle in the massive sea of people.
“I can see why you liked going here, even if I personally think that the Ralph is better,” Michelle greeted her as they finally made it out through the front doors.
“If I'm being honest, I think you're right,” Emily replied smiling widely.
“So we were thinking that we should wait for the guys, head back to their hotel for a while afterwards,” Michelle suggested as they all bundled up in their coats in the cold air outside.
“I don’t know,” Emily replied, she really wasn't sure that she wanted to stick around at the arena where her ex-fiancé had just stepped off the ice.
“Come on,” Michelle nudged her in the hip, urging her to stay.
“I don’t…” Emily began once again just as her iPhone vibrated inside her pocket. “Just a sec,” she picked it up and opened the text she just received, a soft smile spreading across her lips as she read the words from Chris. “Fine, we’ll stay here, wait for them, if that’s okay with you guys?” she turned to her friends who both nodded positively.
“Great,” Michelle literally skipped a little, before they slowly walked away from the arena, back in the direction of the parking lot. A lot that was located relatively closely to the players’ entrance of the large arena.
“You are way too perky after a game like that,” Emily commented as she leaned against a stone column, burying her hands in the pockets of her jacket. It wasn’t colder then Grand Forks had been the same morning, but it was still bloody cold!
Chatting with the girls as they were waiting for the guys to come out, Emily laughed at the story Mary was telling about a mishap in her junior year at the school, only to squeal slightly as someone pinched her in the sides.
“Wow you really are ticklish,” Chris commented as she spun around and punched him in the shoulder.
“Don’t scare me like that,” she chastised him, glaring slightly at him but still let him loosely wrap his arms around her waist.
“You stayed,” he commented as few of his teammates joined them out in the almost empty parking lot.
“Michelle convinced me,” she shrugged as she tilted her head back slightly and looked up at him. “Besides, something told me you might need some cheering up,” she added softly.
“True,” he smiled widely before pressing his lips against hers and causing her slowly move her hand around the back of his neck, pulling him closer. Usually she wasn't a fan of PDA, but something about Chris made several of the rules she lived her life by go straight out of the window.
Feeling someone pinch her butt, she reluctantly pulled away from him to glare at the offending hand, and person, who happened to be Charlie. “What?” she frowned slightly.
“I was starting to get sick,” Charlie joked, a wide smile across her lips and both of them could see the spark of laughter that filled Chris’ dark eyes. “You're like a walking bundle of cuteness. But seriously, can we head back to the hotel soon, any hotel, my toes as starting to grow numb.”
“We have to go back to the bus,” Chris nodded. “But I’ll see you at the hotel?” he wondered as she turned back to Emily.
“You’ll see me and those idiots at your hotel,” she nodded, kissing him once more before letting go of him and watching him head back to where their bus was parked.
Rounding up her friends, they approached the truck which was parked just a few rows away from Michelle’s car, and as she unlocked the large vehicle, Emily couldn’t help but feel like she was watched. But as the bus was still standing still, she shook off the feeling and watched as a silver truck left the parking lot, heading west.
Licking her lips as she climbed in behind the wheel, she pushed the feeling further away and tried to ignore the familiarity of the truck she just saw leave the parking lot. She was back in St Paul-Minneapolis; she was bound to see things and people she recognized…