SOLIPSISM - the belief that everything around you was created by your mind.
Brody and Sam are both young with struggles and secrets.
Sam is a professional Ice hockey player on the number one team at his rink. He works hard for what he has and his t...
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BRODY WILLS
The buzzer sounds once again announcing the second lightning win of the weekend. The guys charge off the bench onto the ice to celebrate with us, pulling my line buddies into a big group hug. Random arms cover my view of the ice as the smell of sweaty men surrounds me.
"FUCK YEAHH ANOTHER WIN FOR LIGHTNING BABYY" Chamberlain bellows from somewhere behind me. The penguin huddle shaking with cheers and laughter.
Pulling away from the hug I see Sam skating round the group to me, his arm instantly wrapping around my shoulder as we admire the ecstatic crowd of fans. They all hold so much joy in their faces as their team stays unbeatable. They're happy.
A smile stretches across my face as I turn to meet Sam's eyes. Pride swimming in both our eyes. We did this, we worked as a team to become the best, we put those smiles on the thousands of fans faces, us, this team.
After so long believing I destroy the lives of other, this moment, these fans, this family, made me see it different. I don't cause the pain, I never did. I brought people peace, happiness, hope. All it took was my new family to realise that.
My lips move closer to Sam's ear, almost touching as my breath strokes the side of his face. "I will always be grateful for this", his hand moving to the side of my face to move me to look at him.
His eyes showed the understanding I had been yearning for since birth. He knows what I mean. He always does. "You never needed someone to show you the way, angel. You're the light that guides us, we just opened your eyes up to see the way your going"
My arms close around his neck as I pull him in for a hug. It's never been about intimacy, its not about sex between us. It's about us, people who need people. Caring about each other, the connection between us, love.
Do I love him? Is that the tightness I get in my chest when he's not around? Or the relief and warmth I feel when he is there? I think I love him, and I don't think I'm scared of it. I know I would never hurt him, i couldn't.
"You don't have to say it now, I can see it in your eyes and thats all I need", my arms tighten around him as he speaks. He always knows what I'm thinking, how I feel. I'd never want it any other way.
After what feels like years of being in his arms, the mutual feeling between us holding us together for as long as possible, Seans shout pulls us apart. "Come on then Lightning, we got a party to get to", eh? What party? Looking to Sam I see he is just as confused as me, he shrugs his shoulders obviously not up for debating with his best friend on whether or not we had a party to get to.
We glide through to the locker room as a team, crowding past the walls of fans surrounding us with hands out looking for autographs or pictures. The small collection of security we have holding them back as we try to get past smoothly.
Once inside the locker room behind closed doors all faces finally turn to an excited Sean Norris. Questioning on everyone's faces as they look to the unknowing child, jumping around by his cubby.
