Chasing Stars --5--

So, I'm not gonna lie, I'm having a lot of trouble writing this. The last few days I've been on here starting new posts and ending up deleting them cause I think they suck. This update is kinda crappy, but I put a lot of feeling into it. Enjoy.





**KRIS"S POV**

Over the next few months, April had become a part of the team. She was like a little sister to most of of, and more like another daughter to the older guys and Mario. Any time we went to Diesel the team would look out for her like every guy was going after a sibling. It was like that with every guy on the team. Every guy except me.
I truly couldn't help the way I felt. I couldn't look at her like a sister like everyone else. I couldn't even look at her as a best friend, which is how she saw me. I wanted to be so much more to her. I wanted to be her new Bryan. But I knew it would never happen.
Isn't it strange how life works? How we always want what we can't have more than anything? It's truly like chasing stars. We can see what we want so clearly everyday of our lives, but we can never reach it. April was the star I wanted more than anything.
April and I had come so far as friends from where we began. When we met, she was distant, and wanted nothing to do with me. No, she turns to me whenever she needs me. Whether it was stress about school, or calling me in the middle of the night, crying over a dream about Bryan. It hurt me to see her in pain, which is why I didn't chase her more.
I just wasn't enough to fill the hole he left.


**APRIl"S POV**

I loved this team. Every player treated me like I was a part of their family and I loved it. And then there was Kris.
Kristopher Letang. Most people would have labeled him as my best friend. But truthfully, I wanted him to be more than that. So many people thought I was stuck on what was, but I slowly began to move on after the night I put my ring on Bryan's grave. I was a new person in so many ways.
I started caring again,. Not only about myself, but about everyone around me. Kris and I talked to eachother about anything and everything. He was the person I knew I could laugh with, and the shoulder I knew I could cry on. Bryan's death left a massive hole in my heart, but Kris and the team filled it almsot entirely. Well, mainly Kris did.
I really learned just how much I meant to the team and Kris on March 27th, when the Penguins played the Flyers. The teams already hated eachother, but somethings that night fueled the fire.
I was walking into the arena from my car when I was approached by a familliar, but not so friendly face. Dan Carcillo.
"Hey you! Pens trainer girl!" I heard the voice from behind me booming through the empty halls. I took a deep breath and put on my toughest look before turning around to face Carcillo.
"Yes, Mr. Carcillo?" I put as much attitude as I could into my words.
"Ohhh. Temper. You know, that's pretty attractive." He added a wink for good measure. Shit. Here I was expecting a legitimate question, and I get an ugly oaf hitting on me. Lovely.
"What's wrong sweetheart? Speachless in the sight of me?" Carcillo let out a chuckle as he tried his lines.
"Uhm, ok. Dan, no. Just no." I started to walk past him to get to the locker room when he grabbed my arm.
"Carcillo, let go of me. Now"
"No, I think I'll pass on that" He took a step closer. As squinted my eyes shut and turned away from him someone grabbed my other arm.
"Carc, back off." I looked up to see Staalsy glaring daggers at Carcillo.
"Thank God" I though as I took another step toward Jordan, hiding away from Dan as much as I could.
"Oh, Jordan. Is one of your little brother's gonna come help you?" Carcillo has a disgusting sneer on his face. I really wanted Jordan to punch that shit eating grin off his face. Just as I felt Jordan tighten his grip on me and familliar set of arms wrapped around me and grabbed me away from Jordan and Carcillo.
Kris.


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