Chapter 6: Hockey Lesson

Akira's POV

I halted at the front of the ice hockey ring, the sound seemed to be coming from there. I mumbled to myself softly, before opening the door to the ring.

Someone was in there, he was on the ice, practicing shots. His jet black hair made it impossible for me not to recognize him. I coughed nervously, calling to his attention. He turned to me, his eyes portraying surprise.

It was Kael, who else could it be? Why the hell is he practicing alone after closing hours? Did he get trapped like me too?

“Milky? Why are you here?” he asked.

“I got locked in,” I said. He stared at me in disbelief.

“I was reading at the library when the school bell rang. I wasn't aware so I got locked in,” I clarified.

“And the Librarian couldn't usher you out?”

“He probably did know I was still there, I usually sit at a corner which makes it hard for people to find me there.”

“That's your problem then,” he turned away from me and continued with what he was doing.

“Why…why are you in here?”

“Practicing.”

“You are practicing all by yourself after school hours?” I was astonished.

“Yeah… Isn’t it nice? I get to have the hockey ring all to myself,” he muttered, turning back to me, while I stared at him like he was speaking gibberish.

“Isn't this place supposed to be locked? How do you even…”

“I am a Blackwood. I get to do what I want, I have special keys to the doors.”

He didn't have to rub it on my face. I knew the Blackwoods were freaking wealthy.

“Ohh!” I responded.

“So can I get the keys?” nervousness sounded through my voice.

He dropped his hockey stick. “Move closer,”

Move closer? The space between us is good enough for me. He tilted his head a little, hinting that I am not moving.

I slowly moved closer to him and I stopped from feets away from him.

“I won't repeat myself.”

I moved closer till we were only centimeters close. He gently moved his hand to my face and he removed my glasses.

“My glasses!” I shrieked.

“They make you look ugly,” he said.

I don't know what that was supposed to mean but I didn't like it.

“I can't see clearly without them.”

“You can see me right?”

I have______ but yeah, I could still see him.

“Yeah…”

“It's just you and I in here, you don't need to see anything else.” 

He held my glasses in his hands and moved away from me.

Now, what did he gain from doing this? My glasses make me look ugly… how is that his concern? I thought he wanted to hand me the keys.

“You can sit and watch me now,” he muttered, picking up his hockey stick as he proceeded to continue playing.

“I don't want to watch you.”

“Your opinion doesn't matter.”

I found my way to a seat, without a choice I watched him play.

He showed off his hockey skills bit by bit. I didn't know when I started to enjoy watching him. He shot the puck into the net, which is something that was almost impossible, judging from the distance.

“How was that?” He asked from down the ice.

“It was good. Beautiful shot.” I cheered. He smiled in response. He got out of the ice and picked up his bag which he kept by the board.

I quickly got down to meet him.

“We can leave now,” he muttered.

Thank goodness. Watching him play wasn't bad, but I needed to get home soon.

“Take this,” he pushed his bag to me, just when I thought he was starting to treat me nicely.

An asshole would always be an asshole.

We got out of the school and surprisingly, his chauffeur was already waiting outside.

The man's face flashed with surprise as he saw us working towards the car together.

“Good day sir, good day miss,” he greeted.

“Good day sir,” I smiled at the man.

Kael didn't respond to him. Is he always this rude to everyone?

I wanted to sit in the front seat, but Kael gave me a deadly glare.

“Sit with me.”

I sat with him in the back seat choicelessly. 

The drive was very silent and it made it kind of awkward. I wasn't looking forward to having any conversations with Kael but I didn't expect the drive to be so plain.

“Thank you sir,” I said as the car halted and I got down. Kael also got down. I did go to my house, time was gone already, so I walked with Kael towards his house.

“Aren't you going home?” He asked me.

“I still have to tutor you,”

“We already had our lessons.”

“What lessons?”

“Hockey lesson,” he answered bluntly.

“But that isn't…”

“We only do things my way here. You can go to your house.”

I stopped walking and stared at him in confusion.

“Don't do that Milky,” he warned.

“This is so absurd and…”

“I don't wanna hear it. We are doing things my way or I won't let you tutor me anymore.”

“You can't fire me.”

“I can do things that would get you fired,” he threatened.

I backed out immediately. Kael never makes empty threats. There was a time he threatened to _________ and he did ju

st that.

I walked to my house slowly with careless thoughts running in my head. If I want to make this work, I have to play by his rules.