Page 58 of Puck It!

"What is going on at home? Jax, please." I painfully whisper with the hold he has on my throat.

"Macie, nothing is wrong. We’re going to get your car and come back."

"You better not lie to me Jax." I harden my stare on him as my lip curls.

"Let’s go."

His hand disappears from my neck before his hand slides to the dip in my back and we walk into the airport, feeling like I’m walking into a trap.

HOURS LATER

I slept the whole time in the plane, avoiding any conversation with my attitude I have going and being trapped in a plane.

Now, we are back home, and everything I felt when I left swallows me and all I can think about is when I’m leaving.

It’s morning and Jax wanted to stop at the rink knowing the guys are practicing, having the car that picked us up from the airport take us, we go to the rink.

Walking through the familiar halls of the rink, Jax’s hand firmly gripped around my hip, as we walk out to the ice, seeing the guys practicing and a smile comes to my face when I see Dakota, and I don’t care if they are practicing. I pull from Jax’s grasp and walk out on the ice straight for Dakota.

The team stops their practice and Dakota slides his helmet off. Barely able to wrap my arms around him with his pads on, I managed to get a good hug from my big brother.

"I didn’t know you guys were coming here." He questions.

"Jax wanted to stop by."

"Come on, let’s go to the bench." He suggests and I turn and when I look up, my heart rises to my throat before the bile surfaces behind it.

My eyes widen as my lips part, before my words hiss from my tongue, "What the fuck are you doing here."

"Miss me." Corey teases, holding that grin a I want to slice from his face.

"Corey, get the fuck away from her." Dakota growls.

Corey chuckles, holding his gaze on me, my body starts to tremble, my breathing unable to escape my lungs as my eyes dart to Jax walking up behind Corey with the look of the devil, and it all hits me; He knew he was here.

My brother’s shortness with me, then Jax acting weird after my interview, it’s all playing together, they know.

I dart around Corey getting in front of Jax and he stares into my eyes, his words growl dangerously, "Are you the reason he left?"

I swallow hard and nod.

Corey is the reason I want no parts of the skating rink, no parts of my home, no parts in love. He ruined me. But then I ruined him.

"The bet." Jax asks in almost a whisper and my eyes fall closed as tears fall to my cheeks.

"We’re still crying over that shit, Jesus Macie." Corey laughs his words behind me.

Then hearing Dakota growl his words, "You fucking bastard." My brother throws a punch, connecting with Corey’s jaw.

Jax pushes me to the side, stepping around me before his fist connects with Corey’s jaw, and it turns into an all-out brawl, Jax knocking Corey to the ice, Luke and my brother going at it, the guys trying to break it up.

Sully pulls me away from it and I tuck my head into his chest, closing my eyes, letting the tears pour, asking in a sob "Why, why did you guys do this to me."

"Macie, why didn’t you tell us." Sully asks.

"It doesn’t matter, you know now."

"No, it matters, and you should have told us" he growls and I huff; they don’t even know the bet is only a small piece to my pain. Corey took my virginity too. And laughed about it, the same time he told me about his bet.

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