Puck Me Hard
And I was left alone, standing next to my car, lips swollen, hard to the point of pain and my thoughts reeling.
With Dorian’s absence, I suddenly felt cold and as I rubbed my arms, negative thoughts slowly began to creep in.
What the fuck was I doing?
I dragged a hand over my face, my breath coming out fast and unsteady. This was a huge fucking mistake. I was the captain of the fucking hockey team, if anybody ever found out, I would be as good as dead. My life and everything i’ve ever worked for to make my father happy, done for. Although the world preached inclusivity these days, the sports community was clearly homophobic. Nobody would want a queer as their captain and no prestigious leagu