The story continues the lives of Kain and Scott Banks. Kain navigates through his heartbreak and hits a few bumps in the road. Scott tries his best to be his brothers keeper while trying to make things right with the mistakes he made. Kain gets a su...
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"So who do you guys think will win the Stanley Cup this year?" Myles asks the boys and me.
Luke's girlfriend Tawny is here to but she doesn't give a fuck about hockey so she keep her mouth shut.
"Bro, the fuckin' Boston Bruins all the way!" Grey casts his prediction first.
That gets a scoff and an eye roll from Boo. "Get the fuck out of here with your Bruins shit. Don't you know that the Bruins ruin their shot at the Cup every fucking year. The Anaheim Ducks are gonna take the Cup this year, no fucking doubt." Boo flexes his muscle like the fucking big shot he thinks he is.
"Shut the hell up, both of you. The Pittsburgh Penguins are definitely gonna win." Luke chimes in with his girlfriend sitting on his lap.
"I say this every year and as a true lifelong fan of the LA Kings, I say the Kings are gonna come out on top so fuck all of y'all." Myles says next and sticks up his middle finger, directing it at each of the boys, except me.
"Kain? What's your prediction?" Boo turns the attention to me.
"My team got beat out already, but if I had to choose, I'd say the Chicago Blackhawks." I shrug. My team the Dallas Stars got beat out first fucking round by Boo's choice, the Ducks so I'm pissed about that.
The boys nod is acknowledgment then go into a conversation within themselves. I lean my backside against the picnic table across the aisle from the group.
All of a sudden, I feel goosebumps on my skin, I lift my left arm and sure enough, there's goosebumps are all over my forearms. Which means... I look to my left, toward the front door of the school and see Ayla walking into the school. She doesn't notice me and she enters the building alone.
I haven't been seeing her with Brent since that shitshow at Ayla's happened. Fuck, I was ready to murder him. He's lucky all I cared about that night was getting Ayla the fuck out of there, or else I would've broken the bastards jaw all over again. I have zero problems doing it again.
After Ayla and I got back to my place, we ate in silence for the most part. I didn't want to prod and have her relive the trauma so I kept my fucking mouth shut and spoke when she spoke to me. Ayla wore my t-shirt as a nightwear then we crawled into my bed and just cuddled. She cried, I held her tight and we both fell asleep tangled up in each other.
I get pulled from my thoughts by the sound of Myles' voice. "Ayo, Kain, we're all putting in 20 bucks and whatever team either wins the Cup or makes it the farthest, wins the money, you in?"
My team isn't even in this years fucking playoffs, why the fuck should I put money down for another fucking team?
I open my mouth to voice my thoughts when I hear screaming. It's not the fun kind of scream, the screams are gut wrenching and full of fucking terror. I knit my brows together and look towards the front door of the school. Students and teachers fucking sprint out and file out of the building at once. Teachers hold the doors, yelling to the students to hurry up but be careful and make their way to the parking lot.
