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CHAPTER 134: Dumbfounded
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Breaking The Ice Between Us CHAPTER 136: Hey?
> Where are you?There was a pause.Longer than before.I watched the “typing…” bubble appear, then disappear, then appear again.Finally, the message came in:> Hospital.I frowned.Hospital?A beat later, I was already sitting up, the relaxed slouch gone from my body. My legs still ached as I stood, but I ignored it.> Why? What happened?Another pause. Less hesitation this time.> James. He got admitted earlier today.My fingers froze on the keyboard.James?I wasn’t close to the guy—far from it. He was loud, arrogant, always had something to say that toed the line of annoying and outright inappropriate. He was also practically glued to Captain’s side, always hovering, always talking over him or nudging him during practice or team meetings.Captain’s friend.His closest, if I had to guess.> What happened?I waited.Seconds stretched.Finally:> Nothing serious. He’s talking now. He’s fine.My jaw unclenched slightly. The tension in my shoulders dropped.Still…> Send me the addres
Breaking The Ice Between Us CHAPTER 135: I Wasn’t Relieved
ANDREW~Traffic was crawling. One of those late afternoon drags where the sun feels hotter than it should, the AC in your car isn’t doing enough, and every little sound—the honk of a horn, the whir of a passing bike, the muffled bass of someone’s speaker system—sets your teeth on edge.It didn’t help that my entire body still felt like it had been thrown against a wall. Or several. Multiple times.Captain didn’t text.Didn’t say bye.Didn’t wait after practice. He just… left.No nod. No look. No “see you later” or “I’ll call you.” Nothing.And I told myself not to care. Told myself it was fine. That maybe he had somewhere to be. Maybe he didn’t want to be seen leaving with me again. Maybe I should be relieved that he didn’t try anything too obvious.But I wasn’t relieved.I was just… tired.The ache wasn’t just in my muscles—it was in my chest. Something dull and bitter and a little stupid, like I’d let myself hope too much again.My palms were tight on the wheel as I finally pul
Breaking The Ice Between Us CHAPTER 134: Dumbfounded
I don’t know how long I sat there. The hospital chair was plastic and stiff, and the cold from the floor was seeping through the thin soles of my sneakers. Time warped in a strange way—like I was underwater, and everything above was muffled, delayed, out of reach.James’s sister had made a few calls, speaking quietly in the corner. I heard her mention their mother. Their dad. An aunt. All distant names with worried tones. None of it registered. I just kept staring at the ICU doors, hoping, praying, trying not to imagine what he looked like behind them.Fainting. Hitting his head.They think it’s neurological.What did that even mean?What if it wasn’t stress? What if it was something worse? What if he had something wrong with his brain, like insanity?What if he didn’t wake up?I rubbed my palms hard against my jeans, trying to ground myself. The texture helped a little, but not much. I still felt like I was floating above my own body, looking down on this scared, shaking version of m
Breaking The Ice Between Us CHAPTER 133: Buzz
I should’ve known something was off. Not just with the silence—James going dark for more than a day was unusual, sure, but not unheard of. He got distracted easily, and I figured maybe he’d landed, got caught up with friends or family, or just crashed hard from the trip. He wasn’t exactly the “check-in” type when he was on the move. But the locker room had been weird. It wasn’t just the awkward energy from earlier—when that guy asked about Andrew and I shut him down before he could finish whatever smug little thought he was building. There was something else. Something under the surface. A tension in the way guys moved. The way conversations cut off when I walked by. Even Coach had barely looked me in the eye when he gave instructions today. I chalked it up to nerves. Or jealousy. Or maybe people finally catching on to the fact that I was spending too much time with a freshman I used to hate and now... didn’t. Me being openly soft toward someone I’d once treated like a ghost i
Breaking The Ice Between Us CHAPTER 132: I Needed A Minute
I was halfway through peeling off my damp shoulder pads when Coach called out my name."Captain. My office."Great.I rolled my eyes and muttered something under my breath. Probably looked like I’d murdered someone with how fast I tossed my gear into my locker and trudged off toward the tiny glassed-in room at the far end of the rink. My socks squelched with each step. The cold air from the rink followed me in like it had something to say too.Coach had already settled behind his desk by the time I stepped in. He didn’t look up at first—just scribbled something onto a clipboard. His desk was a mess, as always. Papers, two half-full coffee cups, a cracked phone screen, a protein bar that looked like it had been through war, and a whistle that never left his neck.“Close the door,” he said without looking.I did.He finally glanced up, then gestured to the chair across from him.“You skate like you’re being hunted,” he said.“That a compliment?”“No,” he let out flatly. “It’s a warning.
Breaking The Ice Between Us CHAPTER 131: Restless
The locker room felt a little colder without James.Not temperature-wise—just… empty.Quiet in a weird way.Normally, I’d find him already half-dressed, chirping about someone’s hair, or groaning dramatically about some sore muscle like he wasn’t twenty and invincible.But this morning, the bench beside mine was bare. His duffel bag wasn’t dumped on the floor like usual. No hoodie tossed over the hooks. No signs of James at all.I sat down anyway, like muscle memory had guided me to my usual spot. Reached into my bag and started pulling out gear, trying not to think about how off it all felt.He was probably already at the airport.Chicago.I probably should’ve called. Told him to travel safe. Asked if he packed enough socks or made sure his AirPods were charged. Something stupid and brotherly like that.I sighed and shoved one leg into my compression shorts.I grabbed my phone from my duffel and stared at the screen. No new texts. No missed calls. I hesitated, thumb hovering over his
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