The Hockey Star Regret

Episode 7

HAYDEN

Today couldn’t have gone any worse.

My attempts at speaking with Coleen went to absolute s**t and I couldn’t even place my finger on how it went f*****g wrong.

Since I found out that Coleen and I went to the same college, I haven’t been able to get her out of my f*****g mind.

It’s like she put a spell on me or something.

The guys on the hockey team heard about the disaster that was today and it was all they could tease me about during practice.

When I got my acceptance letter of a full-ride hockey scholarship to Domino’s University, it was like a dream come true.

This school was my first choice and even though all my parents could care about was the fact that it wasn’t Harvard, I couldn’t care less.

I had earned my place in this school. This wasn’t handed to me because of who my father was, I worked hard to prove myself in the classroom and on the ice and it f*****g paid off.

So, I couldn’t give a f**k if my achievement didn’t measure up to what their golden son had, I was f*****g proud of myself.

Now, everything would be f*****g great, if I could just get Coleen out of my head. It’s like she had been a thorn in my side from the first day I set my eyes on her.

Back in high school, I was top of the class before she f*****g showed up and knocked me down.

It felt like I had lost, and I hated losing. To make matters worse, my parents had given me so much s**t about it that I did something I was not proud of, I picked on her.

She made it too easy, always taking everything that was thrown at her and though I felt bad, once I started, I didn’t know how to stop.

The one I regretted the most was the graduation prank I played on her just so I could give the valedictorian speech. A prank I pulled because my parents were going to be present and I wanted them to be proud of me for once.

I had felt like s**t afterwards, like I had stolen something that wasn’t mine to begin with and when I saw how heartbroken she was, I decided to go pay the graduation fine without telling her about it. After all, it was my mess.

Honestly, I thought I was never going to see her again, but it seemed like fate had other plans.

Not only did we end up in the same school, she ended up in my f*****g bed!

Ever since that night, I haven’t been able to get my d**k hard for any other girl, not for their lack of trying on their part though.

But the mere thought of her has my d**k springing to life like it was Lazarus and had just been resurrected.

The only problem was that she f*****g hated my guts. Not that I didn’t deserve it.

However, I wasn’t ready to give up on earning her forgiveness even though I had no idea how to go about it.

I was raised to be ruthless, and never apologize so this was foreign territory for me.

“Are you ready for the check?” the waitress at the campus diner asked me.

After practice, I came in here to grab some food but I had been so lost in thought that I hadn’t even realized how much time had passed.

“Uhh… yeah, I’d like the check,” I replied.

She left for a while and came back with the bill. I paid, making sure to leave a tip and I left.

I got in my car and drove to my off-campus apartment. I had the option of staying in the dorms but I declined.

I liked my space and wasn’t about to share it with a bunch of strangers. Besides, I had the money to get a place so why not?

I got home, took a shower and changed into a pair of gray sweats. I was reading up on some lecture materials when I got a call from my mother.

I had half a mind to let it go to voicemail but knowing her, she wasn’t going to stop calling so I answered.

“Hey, Mom,” I greeted.

“Hi, Hayden. How’re you doing?”

“I”m fine, just catching up on some reading. To what do I owe this phone call?”

“Well, I wanted to inform you that your father spoke to the Dean of Student Affairs at Harvard and they said they can take you next semester if you apply for a transfer,” she said.

I sighed and close my eyes, trying to control my breathing. Of course she would call me for this f*****g nonsense.

“I already told you guys that I have no plans of transferring to another college,” I told her.

“I know son, but we just want you to have the best education.”

“Mom, Domino’s University is one of the top-five rated private schools in the nation. Their acceptance rate is less than one percent of applicant and I got in on merit. Why can’t you all just accept that I want to be here and let go of this topic?”

“Well, your father…”

“There you go again, Mom. The only thing that seems to matter to you is what Dad wants. How about you think about what I want for a change and just respect my decision.”

The line was quiet for a while before she said, “I think I caught you at the wrong time. We can pick this up another day.”

“No, Mom. We’re not picking this up any other day. I already told you what I want. You didn’t change my mind then and you’re not going to change it now. This is the last time I’m going to have this conversation with you,” I said and ended the call before she could

feed me any more bullshit.

Just my family trying to control my f*****g life.