Page 9 of Passing the Red Line
“Great. Well, Elaina, I would love to welcome you to the Dark Knight family.”
Never did I ever think I was going to walk back into the hockey world willingly, especially after it has hurt me countless times. Yet here I am.
I’m officially a Knight, even though I still hate hockey and some of its players.
Maybe with time, that hate will go away.
Fingers crossed because I can’t do my new job with a resting bitch face.
CHAPTERTWO
THREE MONTHS LATER
Eliana
I was wrong.
If my hate for the hockey world didn’t dwindle in ten years since it started to betray me, why did I think that three months was going to do the job? No idea.
It’s officially been three months since I accepted the position with the Knights and while I’m excited to start working in a few weeks, I can’t help but to have second thoughts about accepting the position.
And it has nothing to do with my dad like I thought it would.
Coach Anderson was surprisingly happy that the team even offered me the position and that I took it.
The way he smiled and hugged me when I told him threw me off beyond belief, but I hugged him back and for the first time in years, I thought about what it would feel like to have a decent relationship with my dad. Me taking this job might actually be a step in the right direction for us, a direction that I know my mom would be happy about.
Taking this job might be good for me and my dadbutthere are other aspects that made me hate this world and the number one aspect is my ex-boyfriend.
Kalen Bradford.
The cheating asshole that was the first tipping point of my hate for my favorite sport. The second was everything that came after our breakup. All the torture he put me through.
For almost ten years, I didn’t talk to him, see him or even think about him. He hurt me too much to want to do anything to do with him. Yet a month after I take a job in Chicago the bastard decides to send me a message on social media asking me how I’ve been?
I should have ignored the message and for a few weeks I did, but then he sent another congratulating me on the new job and I gave in and responded. It was a moment of weakness. One that I regretted instantly and one that I’m still kicking myself in the ass for
How he found out about my new job is beyond me, since the team hasn’t even announced anything, not until at least August, and I only told a handful of people. But he knows and now is trying to use that bit of news to get on my good side. Not going to happen. Not in a million years.
My guess is that Kalen wants to play with the Knights and he thinks the way to do that is to go through. That we would get friendly again and I would talk to my dad about bringing him on.
Well sucks for him because it didn’t work ten years ago and it sure as hell won’t work now. Especially after everything that he put me through. If things had been different when we had broken up, I might have considered it, but they were. So he can kiss my ass.
Since we broke up, I’ve been keeping minimal tabs on my asshole ex. Mostly because I never wanted to be in the same state as him.
He made it to the NHL after being drafted at twenty and signed with Vancouver after graduating from Buffalo State.
He's an okay player, spending most of his time on the second line, in the penalty box or even suspended, and has a lot growing to do, but can be beneficial if or when someone gets hurt and he knows that. And that opinion is coming strictly from a former hockey fan. As his ex-girlfriend, he is horrible and would not benefit a team in any way.
Since the Dark Knight’s just won the Stanley Cup and I’m now working for them, I can see why he would be contacting me now.
But I’m putting my foot down. I’m not going to let the cheating bastard make me regret taking this job.
I’m doing this for me, and even if I don’t get back something that he took away from me all those years ago, I will be okay.
God, thinking about that asshole puts me in a sour ass mood.
I need to get my head back on right.
