The Love of my Life

chapter 14.

Ashley's POV:

We had made it to the Stanley Cup final where we were playing Toronto.

We won the first game and there was so much tension between Auston and Patrick.

I went home and went to bed. We won the next game and this time, Auston got three cheap penalties, all on Patrick. Patrick dropped his gloves and he hit Auston in the face, hard. Auston went down and Patrick grabbed his gloves and stick and skated away.

I was leaving the rink when Brianna approached me, "Ashley" 

I stopped and turned to look at her.

"Hey Brianna" I said 

"Are you in love with my finace?" She asked

"What? No!" I said confused

"Well it seems like he's in love with you.."

"He isn't, trust me when I tell you that he loves you. He talks about you to the guys all the time, he only does that with girls he is really into." I said trying to reassure her

"Why did he start fighting after he met you? He only fights Auston, your ex-boyfriend." She said

"I don't know, but I do know that he hates Auston Matthews and Auston Matthews hates him. After their first fight, it just got worse and now it's like a ritual for them to fight." I said

"It needs to stop.."She said 

"Trust me, I want it to stop, but it doesn't.." I said

"And it won't because they're fighting over you."

"No, Patrick is an ass to me and Auston can go to hell. I don't want either of them." I said

"It doesn't matter what you want, it's what they want. They want you."

"Brianna, I don't want Patrick. I want him to be happy with you. He loves you and I am happy that he found someone like you who can love him." I said smiling

"Thanks Ashley, but if you could talk to him about the fighting, I would really appreciate that."

"Of course." I said 

We flew to Toronto the next morning and I sat by Patrick on the plane. 

"Brianna wants me to tell you to stop fighting Auston." I said

"I'll stop fighting him when he stops being an ass to me." He said back

"Well she thinks you're both fighting because you both want me."

Patrick laughed and he said, "You wish."

"I told her that wasn't true.."

"I won't fight him, but if he does anything to deserve it, I will kill him.." Patrick said looking into my eyes

An hour or so later we landed and Toronto won the next two home games. Patrick didn't fight Auston. We were back in Chicago and Toronto won, putting them up 3-2.

We were back in Toronto and we were down by a goal with seconds to go. I had a breakaway and Auston tripped me. It was a penalty shot. 

There was 1.03 seconds left on the clock. If I didn't score, Auston won the Stanley Cup.

My eyes locked with Patrick's. My heart was racing. Everyone was looking at me. It was up to me. The crowd started a chant, "MISS! MISS!"

Patrick gave me the head nod and put his hand on his wrist where the tattoo was. 

He skated over and he said, "It's just out here, we are having fun... Breathe.."

I skated to the line and I started skating. I had to take the shot, bar down.. I just scored to tie the game.