Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Chapter 2-Lying Eyes
"Are we still going out tonight," Mia asked as she finished her make-up in the bathroom mirror while Zac took a shower.
"Whatever you want to do," he replied as the water turned off. "Can you hand me a towel?"
Mia reached up on the rack and grabbed one, handing it to him.
"Thank you," he said pressing himself into her towel clad back as he wrapped his arms around her.
Mia smiled at their reflection in the mirror before leaning her head back to give him a kiss. Zac tried to open the towel that she was wearing but Mia smiled at him, "You already got yours this morning."
Zac groaned as he buried his face in her hair, "You're a tease."
"I'm a tease," Mia asked. "You're wearing a towel too."
"Touché," he smiled turning her to face him. Mia giggled as Zac pinched her side before claiming her lips with his own.
"I love you," she said when they pulled apart.
"Me too," he smiled as she went back to putting her make-up on. "Do you want me to drop you off at the mall on my way to the rink?"
"Kayla's going to pick me up. She is going shopping too, so I'd figure that I would just go with her."
"What? She is a whore, I hate her."
"What did she ever do to you?"
"She exists, that's what she did to me."
Mia rolled her eyes as she pulled her bra over her shoulders, "You are an asshole."
“Why do you have to go shopping with her? She is such a fucking slut!”
“Will you two just get along?”
“Yeah, that’ll be the day.”
“She’s my best friend and you’re my boyfriend, I want you two to get along.”
“I was your best friend before she was.”
“What are we five?”
“I’m just saying, I know you better than she does. I think you should find a new friend.”
“I think you need to stop acting like a three year old.”
“It’s not my fault that I don’t like her.”
“I don’t like some of your friends but at least I get along with them, just drop it and ease up on her.”
Zac rolled his eyes as Mia pulled her jeans over her hips, “Keep rolling your eyes and they’ll get lost in your eyebrows.”
Zac laughed before throwing his towel at her, “I hate you.”
Mia smirked as she grabbed her purse and her phone from the bedside table, “Get dressed, I’ll go make breakfast.”
Zac sat down at the kitchen table and watched Mia while she cooked, "Here," Zac said reaching into his pocket, "Take this with you when you go shopping."
"Zac," she scolded. "No!"
"When we moved here, I promised that I'd take care of you. Take the money."
"You know I hate taking your money."
Zac stood up from the table and wrapped his arms around her, "...but you know I love when you spend it because it makes me feel important."
Mia smiled as Zac tucked the credit card in her back pocket, "I'm not using it."
"Keep it there in case of an emergency."
Zac looked at the clock on the stove, "Thanks for breakfast, I gotta go. Want to meet up for lunch?"
Mia shook her head, "We'll be shopping for a while so we'll probably just grab something somewhere. Maybe some other time," she said knowing her and Zac would never go. They never went out in public just the two of them; it was always with other people.
Mia sighed as she gave him a kiss causing Zac to ask her if she was ok.
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," she lied. "Just tired."
"Get some sleep if you come home early, I'm coming home to take a nap too. We were up pretty late last night," he smirked causing Mia to blush.
"I'll be home at four," she replied. "What time are we leaving for the bar?"
"Probably around eight, is that ok?"
"Yeah, it is. It gives me time to nap, have a good practice. I love you.”
Zac smiled, "I love you too, Mia," he said out loud so he could get what he wanted later. He only told Mia he loved her when he wanted sex. Any other time she said it, he'd reply "me too" and leave it at that.
Zac was backing out of the driveway when Kayla sped down the street blocking him in, "What the fuck, bitch?"
"Suck it the fuck up," she said laying on the horn. Mia came out of the house and rolled her eyes at Kayla and Zac who were bickering.
"Move that piece of shit out of the way, whore."
"At least I can fit in this piece of shit, fat ass," Kayla said as Zac talked about her car.
"I am not fat, you anorexic whore."
"Oink, oink," Kayla snorted.
"Fuck you! I'll run your fucking car over."
"I'd like to see you try, fuck face."
"Both of you, shut up," Mia said as she slammed the door to Kayla's car. Kayla sat there fixing her hair and her make-up making Zac even more pissed than he already was.
"Are you fucking serious," Zac asked getting out of his car. "I have to be at practice or I can't play tomorrow."
"You're always scratched anyways," Kayla said as she finished her eyeliner.
"KAYLA," Mia said. "That was harsh."
"Let her go, baby," Zac said leaning in the window giving Mia a kiss. "All that glitters isn't gold."
"Kind of like your non-existent Stanley Cup ring," Kayla chirped.
"Kind of like your ugly face," Zac replied. "You hide behind the layers of make-up. No guy wants an ugly whore who is terrible in bed. Why do you think Tommy broke up with you in high school?"
"Zac," Mia snapped. "Enough is enough. Get in your car and go to practice."
Kayla sped off down the street, "I honestly have no idea why you stay with him. He is seriously the biggest asshole."
Mia just shook her head and looked out the window, “I love him.”
“He treats you like shit,” Kayla said. “He doesn’t know how to treat people. He treats you like shit and look at what he said to me.”
“Don’t listen to him, you’re gorgeous and any guy would be lucky to have you.”
Later on that night Zac, Mia, and Kayla headed to a little bar in Old City called “Sugar Mom’s.” It was a small bar hidden among the hustle and bustle of the old neighborhood. Zac chose it because of the Pac-man pinball machines.
“How old are you,” Mia asked when they walked through the door. “Why didn’t we just go to Dave and Buster’s?”
“…or Chuck E. Cheese,” Kayla said. “They have a ball pit for Zac to play in and they even have pizza and beer plus he can win toys.”
“Go get fucked,” Zac said as he led them to the back of the bar.
“You go get fucked.”
“I do,” he smirked kissing Mia.
“You’re a disgusting whore.”
“I seriously have had enough of you two today, just shut the fuck up,” Mia snapped causing the two of them to stop bickering. “You two hate each other, I get that; but honestly just shut the fuck up and try to get along for one night or I am going home.”
“What the hell has gotten into you today,” Zac asked.
“I’m tired of you two fighting all of the time. You both say hurtful things to each other then one tries to outdo the other. Seriously, it’s annoying.”
“What do you want to drink,” Zac asked as they sat down at the table with his teammates.
“Vodka and orange juice,” Mia replied.
“Anything for you, princess?”
“How about a big cup of shut the fuck up,” Kayla smirked standing up to go get her own drink at the bar.
Scott Hartnell laughed at the end of the table, “She’s a firecracker. Who is she?”
“She’s a bitch,” Zac replied.
Mia rolled her eyes, “That’s my best friend from back home, Kayla. She goes to Villanova.”
“She’s funny,” Matt Read replied. “I met her at your house before.”
“She’s poison,” Zac said.
“Zac, shut up,” Mia said glaring at him. “Honestly, just stop.”
Kayla came back over to the table and fell into conversation with Harry Zolnierczyk about how annoying Zac is. Zac rolled his eyes as he took a swig of his beer listening to Harry and Kayla talk about him being annoying.
Zac wrapped his arm around Mia's chair and kissed her shoulder, "I'm sorry for being a douche bag. I had a rough day and I took it out on her, which upset you."
"You owe her the apology, not me. Two wrongs don't make a right, Zac."
Zac nodded his head before taking another drink of his beer. Kayla pulled Mia by the hands and led her to the dance floor where they started dancing. Zac fell into conversation with his teammates and would occasionally look at his girlfriend who was having a blast with her best friend. Although he hated Kayla, he knew she made Mia happy and she was a great friend who always looked out for her.
Zac smirked as Harry pointed out Mia turning away a guy that tried dancing with her. Once she pointed to Zac, the guy swallowed hard and backed off not wanting any parts of the guy who was slowly making himself a name as an enforcer for the Flyers.
Mia came back and Kayla took the chair that she was sitting in. Max Talbot had joined them and took the seat that Kayla had occupied earlier. Zac opened his arms and Mia sat in his lap before starting a conversation with the Frenchman. Kayla watched as Zac scanned the room with his eyes. She pretended to be looking at her phone as she watched him stare shamelessly at the blonde tramp on the dance floor while Mia talked with Claude Giroux and Max Talbot.
Kayla kicked Zac under the table breaking his eye-fuck session with the skank, “Stop kicking me, bitch.”
“Quit eye-fucking that whore on the dance floor while your girlfriend is on your lap and maybe I wouldn’t have to kick you.”
“I was not,” Zac lied.
“What are you two fighting about now,” Hartnell asked.
“This pig over here was eye-fucking another girl as she danced like a whore on the dance floor while his GIRLFRIEND was on his lap.”
“Zac,” Mia said questioningly. “What were you doing?”
“I wasn’t doing anything,” he lied. “I was watching her make an ass out of herself.”
Harry looked at his roommate and rolled his eyes before smirking at Hartnell who shook his head in disbelief at how easy Mia allowed him to get away with things.
“Is he serious,” Giroux whispered to Talbot who smiled like a cat who swallowed a canary.
“I need a girl like her who will buy my lies, maybe I’d keep a girlfriend like that,” Max smirked causing Kayla to roll her eyes.
“All of you Flyers are the same,” she said before turning to Mia. “You can believe his lies but I’m heading home. I have a test to study for tomorrow and I am tired. Call me when you get home.”
Mia stood up to hug Kayla, “Want me to give you a ride back?”
“I will flag a taxi down out front or take the subway back, I’m fine; but Mia he was eyeing that girl. I wouldn’t lie to you about something like that.”
Mia stood there not knowing what to say. Kayla smiled and slapped Zac in the back of his head as hard as she could before heading towards the entrance.
“Cunt,” he said as Mia glared at him before sitting in the empty chair next to him.
“Are you ok, sweetie,” Hartnell asked.
“I’m fine, Scottie,” she replied. “Thanks for asking.”
“Are you going to sit there and pout all fucking night now,” Zac asked.
“I’ll do whatever the fuck I want,” she replied glaring at him before asking Harry something.
Kayla was walking out of the bar while texting her roommate. The door swung open and she looked up briefly before smiling at the blue eyed man with light brown hair.
“Thank you,” she smiled as he held the door open for her.
The door shut behind her and Kayla was halfway down the street before she turned around and walked back into the bar. She noticed that Mia was back on Zac’s lap and she rolled her eyes at how easily Mia forgave him again. Kayla sat down in the chair that she was previously sitting in and Zac groaned.
“I thought your ass was leaving.”
“I thought you were going home,” Mia said.
“I changed my mind,” Kayla replied, “Some hot piece of ass held the door open for me and I figured I’d turn around and get me some.”
“He ought to be nuts for touching you,” Zac said causing Mia to elbow his chest.
“She ought to be nuts for touching you,” Kayla fired back. “I bet she has to finish herself off because your small dick doesn’t satisfy her.”
A string of “Oooohhhhhh,” came from around the table and Max high fived Kayla.
“I like her,” he grinned as Kayla suddenly moaned out loud.
“Why, hello gorgeous,” she said grinning at the man who held the door open for her as he made his way to the table.
“Who are you looking at,” Mia asked as Kayla pointed in the direction of Brayden Schenn.
“That sex pot right there,” Kayla said.
“You mean Brayden,” Mia asked.
“Do you know him?”
“He’s teammates with Zac.”
“Well, it looks like you need to introduce us.”
“Like I would let him date your ass,” Zac replied.
“What’s up guys,” Brayden asked pulling up a chair from a table behind him.
“Hey Schenner,” the guys said. Kayla looked at Mia who smiled.
“Who’s the girl with Zac and Mia,” he asked Hartnell who nudged Harry.
“He wants to know who she is,” Harry whispered.
“Brayden, this is Kayla. Kayla, this is Brayden. Kayla’s my best friend from back home in Ontario.”
“It’s nice to meet you.”
“Trust me,” Kayla said shaking his hand, “The pleasure is all mine.”
Zac rolled his eyes as the two seemed to get to know each other.
“You’re not drinking tonight,” Kayla asked Brayden who laughed at the drunk guy on the dance floor.
“I’m only 20.”
“I’ll buy you one.”
“I can’t let you do that; I’ll look like a total douche.”
“The only douche at this table is Zac.”
“I’ll have a Molson,” Brayden said smiling. “But I owe you one.”
Kayla stood up and headed to the bar with Zac watching her. Zac turned to his teammate, “I’m telling you man, don’t fall for her.”
“She seems nice.”
“She’s the fucking devil with the red dress on.”
“She can’t be that bad, Mia is amazing and I can’t picture her associating with someone who was a total bitch.”
“That’s where you’re wrong.”
“Zac, will you just let it go,” Mia asked.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you, bro,” Zac said catching Mia’s lips with his own.
The other guys were all in shock that Zac was having a PDA with his girlfriend. It was no secret online that he cheated on her. There were pictures of him in a mirror with just his sweatpants, one where his hand was in his pocket and you could almost see everything that he had to offer. The guys knew he cheated but he was their teammate and they couldn’t rat him out no matter how hard they tried.
Kayla returned setting Brayden’s beer in front of him, “There you go,” she smiled as she sat down. She turned to asked Mia a question and saw Zac’s tongue enter Mia’s mouth. She shivered, “Mia, you will probably get sick if you keep kissing him like that. Herpes spreads like wildfire.”
“You should know, you gave it to every guy in high school”
“Zac, I could say a lot of positive things about you right now but the only thing I could come up with is that you’re HIV.”
Brayden and Kayla exchanged numbers at the end of the night agreeing to hang out sometime. Zac made his way out of the club holding onto Mia’s hand. Zac walked by the blonde that he had been staring at earlier and slipped a piece of paper in her hand, winking and walking away with no shame while Mia once again remained completely oblivious.