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To Sweden With Love

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Well, that game sucked, I thought as I took off my gloves and helmet and threw them into my stall.

“Du måste ta det lugnt.” Patric said as he walked up to me.

I snickered. “Du har ingen aning om vad jag går igenom, dra åt helvete.”

He shook his head as I sat down and started taking off my skates and pads. Coach’s speech went in one ear and out the other.

I was in definite need of some alcohol.

After a quick shower, Tanger asked if I was coming out with a few other them to the bar, I shrugged and said sure.

As soon as we arrived to the bar with Ellie and Derick, I immediately headed to the bar for some shots and beers.

I chugged my first two within 5 minutes of one another, and was drinking on my third when Colesy patted me on the back.

“It was only one bad game.”

I pulled away from him. “Wanna go bug someone else?”

I went to take another swig of my beer when I felt my phone ring.

The name that lit up my phone was one I wasn’t expecting to hear from anytime soon.

“Liv?”

She hiccupped. “Carl.”

I gave a small smile. Even when drunk and a disappearing act, she could pull at my heartstrings.

“Are you drunk?”

She giggled. “No, are you?”

I told Ellie and the guys I would be right back.

“What’s going on? Are you okay?” I asked as I walked outside.

I heard her give out a small sob. “No! I’m the reason you lost!”

I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. “Liv, you didn’t have anything to do-”

She hiccupped again. “Yes I did. I made you fight with your teammates, causing issues. It’s all my fault.”

Wait a minute.

“Olivia, love, how did you know about that?” I asked cautiously.

She hiccupped in between sobs. “Ian told me an-”

I felt anger boiling up inside of me.

“Wait, Ian told you?”

“Yeah, we’ve been friends for awhile now. Anyways...”

I rubbed my forehead as it hit me. “So wait, that girl he was with in the garage, that was you?”

I heard her breathing for a few seconds before she answered. “Carl, I am a horrible person.”

I laughed. “Ya think?”

“Seriously Carl? You ruined my wedding!”

I felt my pulse throbbing in my neck as I raised my voice, causing concern to the passing crowd. “How? All I did was write a note. I didn’t show up and throw you over my shoulder and kidnap you. No, you did the ruining Liv.”

“But you made me fall in love with you!”

There it was. The L word.

She did love me, but the only time she would admit it was when she was drunk.

I sighed as I rubbed my forehead, trying to calm down. “Liv, can this please wait until later? I am out with friends.”

I heard her laugh.

“You know what Carl? No this can’t. Cause this will be the last time we will talk. Goodbye.” She said bitterly as she hung up.

That was it, I thought as I punched the side of the building, I am done wasting my time on this bitch.

I went back into the bar and grabbed a couple more shots and downed them quick.

I heard laughing and turned back to see Ian and Tanger talking about something.

I narrowed my eyes and walked over to Ian and took his beer and chugged it.

“This is for you and your big mouth.”

“What the fuck dude?” he asked.

“Seriously Ian? Olivia? You couldn’t find your own fucking girl?” I yelled.

“Dude, she needed a friend. And nothing else happened.”

“Yeah sure, but did you seriously have to tell her fucking everything?”

“Dude! I have been trying to help you! Don’t you get that? Get your self righteous head out of your ass for once and open your eyes.”

All I could see was red as I punched Ian, and I didn’t stop until Ellie’s brother pulled me off of him.

Shane dragged me outside.

“Dude, I think it’s better if you take a breather and head back to the hotel and sober up.”

“Yeah fuck off.” I said with my middle finger in the air as I walked off.

A few minutes later, I stumbled across another bar and walked in.

After settling down at the bar with a jack and coke, I saw a lovely brunette at the end of the bar staring at me.

Reminds me of Olivia

I smiled at her and moved down to sit by her.

“Hi, my name’s Carl. Can I buy you a drink?”

She smiled seductively. “Nina, and absolutely.”
Thirty minutes later, we were stumbling into her hotel room, stripping off our clothes as soon as we got to the room.

In the middle of our fun, I grabbed my phone and took a picture,

Nina giggled. “Want a souvenir for later baby?”

I typed a message and hit send before turning back to her, making her forget all about the picture.

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A couple hours later, I laid there in bed as Nina slept.

I looked at my phone to see what time it was and saw a text from Patric

where are you? I swear to god if you are dead in a ditch somewhere, i will revive you and kill you again

I sighed as I quietly got out of bed, got dressed, and left.

As soon as I hit the street, I called Patric.

“Where are you?” He answered after the first ring.

“Right down the road from our hotel, but man, I think I made a mistake.”

I heard him sigh. “Carl, we have all been there a time or two.”

I shook my head. “You don’t understand. I sent her a picture.”

“Of what? What never mind, don’t answer that. I already know. Just get back here before anyone realizes you aren’t here.”

I entered our hotel as he hung up, trying to hurry to the elevators and get to our room as soon as possible.

I just wanted to go to sleep, and in the morning wake up to find that last night never happened.
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soooooooo I decided to do a chapter from Carl's view, cause why not?

:) :)

OH! the swedish translations:

"you need to chill out"
"you have no idea what i'm going through, fuck off"