8- Alexander not so Great

Now that Hannah and Jon were engaged things seemed to die down a little bit. Everything was going good, and at a slower pace. Everything was chill. But not for long.


Valentines day was approaching. Val was actually getting excited. He had it all planned out. He wouldn't tell anyone. Not even Jon, or Meech. All he told me was to after the Washington game was to dress up, and we were going out.

But that was one game I wasn't looking forward too. Not at all was that going to be a game I wanted to be at. See there was something I hadn't told Val, and I wasn't really looking forward to it.

Val's POV


Things with Rebekah were perfect. She brought something out of me, that made me feel good. No girl has ever done that. So when Valentines day came around, I was looking forward to spoiling her.


But one day at practice, the day before Valentines, things didn't look right. I saw her on the bench, she looked scared. Like she was about to cry. I haven't seen her like this since New Years. I had to find out what was wrong. I never ever cared about a girl like this. So as I skated over to her. She just sat there writing something down on her note pad. I could tell she was in her own world, probably doodling.


"Hey babe"


She jumped, scared.

"Oh, Hey babe" She holding her chest, then getting up to give me a kiss.


"Whats wrong" I asked taking the water bottle she offered me, from her hand.

"How do you know something is wrong with me"

"I know, you wont watch practice, and you always watch practice" I said giving her the bottle back.


"Its nothing, I'm fine, just go back to practice"
"No tell me" I said

"Val, I didn't get much sleep"


"OK, that's all you had to say"

My POV
I guess my wordiness showed, because during practice, Val came over asking what was wrong. I told him that I didn't get sleep well. But that was a big fat lie. I really didn't want to lie, but I also didn't really want to tell him the truth.

As I did my work in the trainers room.


(OK, imagine a Russian accent)

"well look what we have here" A deep voice said from behind me. I knew that voice, and I didn't want to hear that voice.
I turned around to see the one person, actually one of the many people from my past I really didn't want to see.

"Alex, hi" I said trying to hold the vomit down.
"My little Rebekah" He said walking closer.
"I'm not yours, and haven't been for two years" I said trying to be polite.
"Yes, two long years " he said getting closer and closer.
"How did you know I would be here" I asked trying to keep my distance as far as possible.
"Alyonka told me"
Screw her. Alyonka Larionov, an old friend of mine in the hockey world, but the sad thing is that
she was a good friend of Alex.


Just as he came closer, my saviour came in.
"babe, you ready... Alex Ovechkin?"
"Baby" Thank god. "Alex, this is my boyfriend, Valterri Filppula" I made an emphases in the word boyfriend, as I wrapped my arm around his back and placing my hand on his chest.
"Val, this is an old friend Alex Ovechkin"
"Nice to meet you man" Val said shaking his hand. Trying to be nice.
"Mhmm, same here"



"So, how did you catch this party girl" Alex said spitefully.
Val just laughed not noticing they mean comment aimed at me. "I don't really know, just happened"
"Babe, Ive got some stuff to do , how about you go start the car, and I'll be out in five minutes"
"OK, sure" he said giving me a kiss, and walking out.


Alex just gave an evil laugh. "Wow, Rebekah, you've got him trained don't you"

"Ha ha, yeah, at least he's more than sex"

"And your not? If I remember right, when you and I were in the same room you couldn't keep your hands off of me"

The vomit came up again, just looking at him, with his screwed up teeth, reminded me how desperate, no not desperate, just plain out stupid I was for letting him put his hand up skirt.

"Well I'm different, mature"
"Your not different" he said coming closer.
"Your still the same old Rebekah as before" he said looking down at me.
"and um, and how do you know that" I said stuttering, trying to keep him away.
He just smiled, and walked about the room. After he left, I found the nearest trash can, and puked guts out.







Vals POV

I was taken by surprise. Rebekah knew Alex Ovechkin, I dint ask questions. But still, how did she know him? Rebekah had a lot of friends in the hockey world, but never ever in my life thought Ovie would be one. As we laid in bed that night, she was barely awake, but still wanted to know how she knew him.

"Babe" I asked holding her close.
"Mhm"
"How is it you know Ovie"

Her body tensed, and she turned to meet my eyes.

"Were just old friends, I don't really know how we met, but when I was in Washington for a little bit we hung out because he knew my dad"

Sounded pretty reasonable, OK that's all I needed to know.







My POV

I was almost asleep then, Val dropped the bomb, by asking about Alex. I didn't want to tell him like this, so I lied and said we were good friends when I was in Washington for the six months I was there. I didn't tell him, we dated for six months, or we use to go at it like rabbits for six months, or that we had a pregnancy scare. But I didn't need too. There was nothing between us now. I still couldn't sleep. So I broke away from Val's grasp.

I grabbed my warm up pants, my Ipod, skates, hoodie, and headed to the Joe. I know it seemed drastic and late for hockey. But when I was a teenager, I solved my problems with hockey. In Ontario I would spend hours at the pond behind my house, just shooting pucks, and practicing my skating.

Then, before I knew it I was blasting pucks into the net, and blasting "Remember the Name" by Fort Minor. I just remembered how I said I was going to be in the NHL. I actually had a chance to make it to the Olympics, but I screwed that up with hormones.

I just shot a super hard slap shot, when I felt someone tap my shoulder. It was Stevie.

"Hey, what brings you here" I asked turning my music off.

"well, Mike called me telling me, there was someone reported at the Joe, and to have me check it out, the bigger question is what brings you here"

I took a deep breath "Just needed to blow some steam I guess"

He looked at me, like he knew exactly what I meant.

"Yep, been there many times"he said grabbing an Easton CCM that I had brought over.


"Mind if I join" He said grabbing a puck, and netting it.



"Not at all" I said as I hit one in with my Easton Synergy.

"So whats bothering you"

I took another long breath "Well I don't know if I should tell you"

"Oh, come on" he said slapping one in.

"Fine, just stuff from my past are coming back to bite me in the ass, that's all" I said shooting one over the net.



'Is it your dad?"
"No, my dad and I are good"
"He nodded"OK, good"

"No, its Alex"
"Alex? Whose Alex?"
Then It dawned on him "ALEX OVECHKIN!"
"Yeah, we dated"
He whistle.

"Yeah, not one of my best judgements"
"Have you told Val" He asked, switching his stick to a Nike Bauer Supreme.
"Um, no"
"And why"
"Because, I'm scared"

When I got home, it was close to 4:30. I instantly fell to sleep.

Next thing I knew, it was morning, and the sun was beaming on me.
"Happy Valentines day"


I rolled over and kissed Val ever so gently.

"Happy Valentines"

I just had to get through the day, and then Val and I could have our first Valentines day.

Well I did really good. I just avoided Alex. I did a fantastic job of it too.


So, we ended up losing. Ozzie couldn't stop Alex.

Val told me to bring a Fancy dress, cause we were going to somewhere special. I went to my dads office to change. I decided on a red Satin strapless dress, and black glitter Louboutin heels. It showed off my best features. Legs and Ass. I felt like Jessica Rabbit. With the high heels, and the tight dress, and my red hair.

I was reapplying my make up. When I heard the door open. I turned around thinking it was Val.
"hey" but I was wrong "Oh, its you"
Alex just laughed "Were you expecting someone else" He asked.
"Yes, actually" I said closing my compact, after applying red lipstick.

"Well, looks like you dressed up for me, you know how I always loved you in red"
I totally forgot that.
"Don't flatter yourself" I said straighting my dress, and fluffing my straight hair.

"By the way what did you mean yesterday, 'I was the same Rebekah" He always seemed to be the only man to get into my head.
He laughed devilishly "Easy signs"
"Really? How come I can see them?"
"Because you blind to your flaws"
I breathed in deep, he was getting under my skin. "then what are these 'easy signs' "
I grabbed my hand, and placed me in front of this big picture in my dads office, where I could see my reflection, and stood very close behind me.
"one, your dress is so tight your bare underneath, and your dress is so low in the back your not wearing a bra" he said grazing his hand over my curve of my ass, and the top of my breast. giving me weary chills.
"Your wearing thick make up, and it looks like your dieing to go out clubbing, like we use too, remember back in Washington" He said whispering in my ear, making me sick to my stomach.

"Whatever, Val makes me happy, unlike you"I said walking away from the picture.
He laughed again, walking closer.
"Come on, Rebekah, Does he make you say his name like I did, does he make you moan, like I do. Does he make you scream, does he make you scream, does he do the stuff we did" He said backing me up, into my dads desk. His hand moving farther up into my dress, breathing into my neck. Just his cold touch was enough to make me sick.

I was frozen, I couldn't say much. I tried yelling, but I couldn't. After two years, this stupid man, still had some kind of control over me. This stupid involuntary control over my body, that I could get rid of.

"Please stop" I innocently, and almost whispering it. That's all I could muster up.

"so how about you letting me, lay you out on this desk here, and we relive some old memories" He whispered into my ear.
Right at that time, I heard the door open. I looked around Alex to see Val standing there. mouth dropped.

"Val"I said breathless.