He Shoots, She Scores

With Carrie
Carrie walked down the hall briskly opening the door to her old room in a huff. Fast asleep on the twin size bed she had left behind was Lacey.
“Lacey. Up. Now. Don’t argue”
“Carrie, hangover”
“Lacey I said now!”
At the urgency in Carrie’s voice Lacey popped her eyes open
“This mattress feels familiar”
“It should. It used to be my bed. Here, clothes, get up lets go” Lacey sticks out her hand to accept the clothes when the bathroom door opens
“Hey you’re up! How are you feeling?”
“She’ll be fine Tyler as soon as we get back to my house”
“I was talking to Lacey”
“Wow that’s a strange new concept for you overreacting hockey players”
Tyler hardens his glare at Carrie but get distracted by Lacey’s voice
“How did I get in this shirt? Oh my God! You changed me? Oh my, I was drunk and you, you took advantage of that and you totally violated my personal space! I… I can’t oh my God!”
“Lacey, I didn’t…. I would never touch…”
“oh so now I’m not attractive enough to violate?”
“I’m not going to begin to evaluate that statement I’m going downstairs. Lacey 15 minutes!”
Carrie turns and walks out of the room and heads down the stairs, she walks into the kitchen to find both her and Lacey’s clutch purses on the counter she digs out her phone and sighs
“Dead, lovely” she rolls her eyes regretting leaving her charger at home, she checks Lacey’s phone to find the same situation. In a huff she sits on one of the barstools resting her pounding head on her crossed arms on top of the counter

With Lacey

“Lacey I didn’t mean that I wouldn’t, well I did but not because…. Lacey I… you… You changed yourself okay? You got all wet from the shower and I took off my shirt to get you out of the shower without getting soaking wet and then I went to get clothes from Gerbs for you and when I came back you were fast asleep in my shirt. I didn’t touch you. Well I did to help you out of the shower but that’s it”
“Did you sleep with me?”
“In that tiny bed?”
“Not that kind of sleep with” Tyler’s eyes grow huge with recognition
“Oh God no! I wouldn’t”
“Thanks I’m feeling really great about myself right now”
“Someone give the girl her license to be a lawyer, you twist words wonderfully”
“I learned from the best! You were able to twist a single look into an entire affair!” Lacey says bitterly and Tyler lets out a huff of hair
“I am done talking about this”
“Of course you are! Cause when the going gets tough you get lost. You run away like a girl scared of spiders or mice or….”
“I get it Lacey, just get dressed Carrie is waiting” Tyler turns to leave the room and Lacey laughs
“Oh so when I’m sober you’re modest and embarrassed about my body?”
“Damn it Lacey I didn’t change you!”
“I’ll believe that when you believe I didn’t cheat on you with Pommers, or anyone for that matter”
“I’ll be in the hall waiting for my shirt”
“Take it now” Lacey says reaching for the top button
“Lacey Elizabeth do NOT take odd that shirt! The door is open, I’m in the room, this is not your house it’s not just you at home!” Lacey rolls her eyes and Tyler turns towards the door storming out of the room slamming the door behind him.

With Tyler
Tyler sinks to the floor holding his head he should have known better than to have a serious conversation with someone that drunk, he let his mind wander back to the previous night
“Tyler, I don’t want to fight anymore”
“Me either” he says quietly from his seat next to her on the floor. “Why did you girls go out tonight?”
“To have fun, have you met Carrie she does not know how to act like a 20 year old, and we did minus Derek showing up. However, I got him to leave I mean Carrie does have a restraining order against him well for another month anyway and then it runs out and she has to drop it or renew it”
“Lacey”
“Hmm” she says closing her eyes dozing off
“Never mind you’re tired go to sleep”
“I need to change or at least brush my teeth”
“You don’t have anything here”
“I’ll improvise”
She gets up off the floor and heads for the bathroom leaving the door wide open Tyler hears the shower water turn on and then a splash
“Lacey are you ok?” He asks turning towards the bathroom he sees her feet sticking out of the tub and fearing she fell in makes his way towards the bathroom tentatively “Lacey?”
“Come join me it’s fun” he hears and turns the corner in the bathroom to see Lacey sitting in the shower her feet sticking out of the tub fully clothed sitting in the water
“What are you doing?”
“Multi-tasking! I’m washing my clothes and myself all at once” Tyler rolls his eyes reaching over and shutting the water off
“Come on out you go” he says and she tries and fails to hoist herself out of the tub with a sigh he takes off his button down leaving himself in his undershirt and bends to wrap his arms around her tiny waist he lifts her with ease setting her feet on the tile “Stay here I’ll go see if Nate has any dry clothes you can borrow” He leaves the room returning a few minutes later to find Lacey curled up half asleep on the tiny bed wearing his shirt. She sits up when he enters the room and trips over the desk in the corner
“Tyler, I really don’t want to fight anymore”
“I know”
“I love you”
“I know”
“Is that all you have to say? I know?”
“You’re drunk Lacey”
“Your point”
“My point is no matter what we resolve tonight it will be back to square one in the morning”
“I’m not that drunk” Tyler sighs trying to find his words
“Lacey you’re so frustrating and fun and silly and beautiful! How could I not love you?”
“You certainly haven’t shown it”
“I know and I’m sorry I just thought it was easier to be mad and walk away from the relationship then to admit that I was scared someone else could take you away cause well I mean really, I do not deserve you Lacey I just don’t there’s no way around that one”
“Tyler no one could ever steal me from you, ever and don’t even say you don’t deserve me because it’s not true and I don’t want anyone else, why can’t you see that?”
“You can’t tell me it wouldn’t be better if you dated someone that was home all the time that could be there when you needed them. I only make it harder for you by being away playing hockey every time you need me”
“Tyler, my sweet Enzo it’s this concern for me that made me fall in love with you in only a month! Maybe we just moved too fast?”
“Yeah maybe we did, what do you say we start over?”
“Hi, I’m Lacey, I am addicted to playing volleyball it’s like a drug for me. I have this weird obsession for boys with blonde hair and blue eyes, and I will pretty much watch any sport but if it’s the Sabres, Steelers, Yankees or Clippers don’t talk to me don’t try to touch the remote just back away carefully and return when the game is over”
Tyler let out a whole hearted laugh “Well that was a great introduction, um I’m Tyler, I play hockey, I have blonde hair so I guess that’s a plus for me, hazel eyes though so that’s a minus, however, I play for the Sabres another plus oh and I love you”
Tyler’s eyes snapped open when the door opened and his shirt hit him, Lacey walked past him in a huff and down the stairs.
“Never talk it out with a drunk person” he mumbles
“Tell me about it” Nate says walking past him “Come on let’s take them home before we all fight again, I don’t think a hockey game will solve this one”
“No I don’t think so either”
The two guys walk down the stairs to find the girls waiting impatiently by the door
“Ready to go ladies, I’m sure Carrie your parents will be ecstatic to hear we made up, wont they sweetheart?”
“Made up? What did I miss?” Lacey says eyeing Carrie confused
“Nothing it’s an act, for our moms and dads” Carrie says frowning
“Oh Carrie I’m so sorry”
“Yes because it will be such torture to act like you love your fiancé in front of your boyfriend. What a tragedy”
“You’re an ass” Lacey seethes
“I appreciate that Lacey really I do, let’s go huh?”
Nate and Tyler head out the door and towards Nate’s car with Lacey and Carrie a little way behind them
“I think his mother and sisters are wrong. He’s not going to come around is he?”
“I don’t know Carrie and I so wish I had an answer for you”
They all pile silently into the car and begin the 45 minute trip back to the Falls, the ride drags on as the silence and tension fills the car. By the time they pull up to the house the car feels like its suffocating and Carrie flings the door open before Nate can even fully stop. She stops in her tracks when she sees her parents waiting on the porch
“Where were you?” Her mom asks looking relieved and irritated
“Sorry Mrs. Anderson she called me last night said she wanted to talk So Enzo and I went to pick the 2 of them up and Carrie and I had a nice talk resolved some things” he says wrapping his arm tentatively around her waist and Carrie smiles softly nodding mutely trying to hold back tears. “Well baby, I’m gonna go we were up pretty late last night talking I’m sure you’re as tired as I am”
Carrie only nods as he wraps her in a soft hug “You better be able to turn on the charm a lot better than this at the wedding. We don’t want to disappoint” he whispers in her ear before pulling back to see her stunned expression, when she moves in to kiss him it catches him so off guard it takes him a second to respond, before he returns her kiss. Carrie pulls away first leaving Nate as usual breathless
“Love you handsome” she says just loud enough for everyone to hear but mostly for him
“Love you too baby” he says leaning forward to kiss her on the temple “You can really lay it on thick can’t you?” he whispers before stepping around her towards his car
The girls walk silently past Carrie’s parents and up to her room where her memory foam bed was waiting
“So tired, head pounding…. Sleep please?” Lacey whines collapsing face first on the bed when Carrie doesn’t reply she turns over to see her hurt expression
“Carrie”
“Yeah, bed” she says pushing Lacey over to the other side and laying down “This is going to suck isn’t it?”
“I’m not going to lie to you; yeah your fiancé hating you is not a good way to start a marriage, it’s probably going to suck”
“Thanks for telling me the truth”
“It’s what I do, now go to sleep we’ll both feel better after we sleep off hangovers”
Carrie nods and rolls over to slowly fall asleep.