Chapter 3
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Brielle POV :
When i said i would hide among the crowd , i actually meant it .But who knew that my plan was set to fail even before i got to initiate it .
“You okay? You look kinda pale .”Judy, my classmate who agreed to come with me at the last moment asks. She has short blond hair but her hair is much darker than mine .
She has freckles on her cheeks and dark brown eyes that make her look so ordinary yet so cute at the same time . However , that’s not the thing i can think about now .
Because my mind is filled with thousands of bad thoughts which all of them end with Asher chocking me to death .
The moment i entered, Dan grabbed me and put in the first row. I would have been touched if he saved a front row for me any other time however, not this time .
Because how is a front row seat any different from seeking death ?!
I gulp as i look around again before pulling my cap further down and tighten the scarf around my neck as i give her a small smile that comes out more awkward than easing her .“Yeah, i am okay .Just a bit under the weather .”
“You look like someone bullied you and forced you to be here on gun point Briel . It’s your boyfriend’s match girl, loosen up, smile a little .”She say’s poking me with her elbow and i nod .
Well , it’s basically that isn’t it ?
But I doubt Asher would need a gun to kill me . That guy is big like a bull, i will be dead instantly if he decides to choke me to death .
That image of that mens open and bleeding neck flashes through my mind and a shudder goes through my whole body in fear and i look down at my lap , feeling like someone might see me .
After all , there wasn’t just Asher there that night . But unfortunately, i didn’t see other guys faces so i don’t know who else to look out for.
For now, it’s better to keep a low profile in case they recognise me .
The announcement that the match is about to start grabs my attention and i look ahead to see Dan waving at me, dressed in his hockey uniform .
The goofy and excited smile on his face makes me relax a bit as i smile at him, mouthing a silent good luck which he understands perfectly .
“That’s so cute . He is like a big excited puppy waving at his owner .”Judy teases with a smirk and i blush rolling my eyes at her playful remark .
But i know it’s true . Actually a big golden retriever is what Dan always reminds me of .
Happy, playful and sunshine .
“Do you think we will get death glares if i cheer for Dan right now ?”I ask looking around at the students of our college who are all holding boards and pictures of their favourite players .
Most of that pictures, being Asher’s .
I can even see his pictures glaring at me . Does that even make sense ?
“Probably.”She replies staring at my college jacket before shaking her head .“You shouldn’t have worn your college jacket today Briel. Your boyfriend is from another college we are going to get beaten up if you cheer for him wearing this and that too when our team is going against them .”
Well, makes sense i guess .
But i grabbed my college jacket in a hurry instead of something else . Can you even blame me ?
My head has been all over the place these few days . I feel like i am hiding from death itself .
The whistle blows and the crowd around us suddenly start to scream and cheer loudly , almost making me jump out of my skin since i zoned out.
“What in the freak ?”I gasp feeling my ear drums trembling and frown looking ahead to see the cause of the public’s reaction .
And the reaction is just entering the ice rink ,dressed in a white hockey uniform along with helmet and his hockey stick that i know is customised with his last night engraved on it .
Don’t ask me how i know that , Yovonne is obsessed with this hockey Captain.
The crowd screams, chanting the name Asher over and over like they are worshiping a god .
He steps on the rink and slides over to the middle with an aura of his own .
The black hair is covered with the helmet but the shining blood red eyes are enough to recognise Asher .
He is the only player on the rink that seems so big and powerful . Compared to him , others seem so out of place and weak .
My heart skips a beat as i realise just how harmless and carefree Dan looks standing in front of him .
It’s like..a predator standing in front of a goofy golden retriever .
Daniel and Asher both slide to the middle of the rink from the opposite sides and stop in front of each other .
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