The team had been practicing all week working really hard to get better. They even got two new teammates, Tammy and Tommy. They did drills, learned about skating and by the end of the night, y/n was tuckered. She fell right asleep with the intent of sleeping in.
"Get up." Her friend gently shook her awake.
"Why? There's no practice today." She turned away from him.
"We got a new player, but we gotta teach him how to skate. He's really good. " Her eyes lightened up but soon dimmed.
"How do we know that he's good? I mean, he can't be that great, he can't even skate." She sat up in her bed ready to listen to Charlie.
"His shot is really sick. Like it's kinda scary." She pulled the covers off of her and swung her legs off the bed onto the floor that was covered with clothes.
"Ok. Let me get ready. You can wait in the living room." Her friend walked out and she picked up a black and white striped shirt, and a black shirt sleeved shirt and layered them. (Long sleeved black and white white under and black on top) she slipped on a pair of baggy jeans and threw on her old beat up vans. She let her hair down and smoothed out the frizz at the top.
She walked out of her bed room and walked to the living room to her friend.
"Ready?" He asked.
"Think so." She walked to the door and grabbed her skates. They walked out and a car pulled up to them.
"Need a ride?" Charlie graciously accepted the offer and dragged y/n into the car with Bombay.
"Hey Charlie,how ya doing?" Coach asked.
"Not bad coach." Y/n sat quietly next to Charlie as they talked.
"Can you make it for dinner?" Charlie asked.
Y/n clenched her fists and shoved them in her coat pockets.
"Yep, wouldn't miss it." Bombay said happily.
Her fists unclenches and her face softened. Her hostility turned into jealousy, once again. She looked at the floor and played with some coins in her pocket. The great of the way her father and Charlie talked and laughed. She tried to get involved in the conversation but it seems that he was more interested in Charlie. They car finally came to a halt. They hopped out to meet the great of the team and the new recruit.
"Everyone, this is fulton reed. I think he will benefit our team. So as a team we need to help him learn to skate. So everyone skates on and start skating." They tried their skates and they all started skating helping Fulton maintain balance.
Peter skated up to y/n and saw her disturbed face.
"Whats wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing. Just worn from all the cake making yesterday." he nodded and didn't ask another question. At the end of the skating adventure everyone switched shoes and began their journey home.
"You coming?" Charlie waved her over.
"Uh, no. Connie's giving me a ride, " She lied "Just go with it." y/n whispered to Connie.
"Oh, okay. See you later." she waved him goodbye and they drove off.
"You just turned down a ride. What wrong?" Connie always know when something was wrong.
"I just don't feel like being in a car where my father is acting like someone else's dad." Connie looked at her sympathetically.
"Hey I'm sorry. Do you want a ride?"
"No. Thanks though. I'll walk."
"You sure?" Connie asked.
"Yeah I'm sure." She hugged her friend goodbye and started her walk home. She walked down the street and started singing lost boy (IM JUST KIDDING I HAD TO TRICK YOU GUYS) she walked down the street and dragged her shoes on the concrete every once in a while. It was a silent walk back to her neighborhood. She decided to stop at Mickey's diner on the way.
She walked in and sat at the bar and put her head down.
"What can I get you, y/n?" Casey asked.
"Whiskey on the rocks." She said.
"No, ma'am." Casey laughed.
She lifted her head "I'll take a sprite." She compromised.
"On the rocks?" Casey asked.
"On the rocks." Y/n confirmed.
She nodded and went to fill up her drink. Casey slid her drink in front of her. She thanked her and took a sip.
"So what's goin on miss." Casey leaned on the counter.
Y/N shrugged.
"Oh come on, you can tell me, I am your future mother in law." Y/N have her the look "kidding."
"Well if I'm honest, I kinda wanna spend time with my father but I don't know how. It seems to come so easy to Charlie, and my father really likes him."
"Well, that's a tricky topic. Have you tried to make conversation?"
"Yeah today in the car but he didn't seem very interested." She took another sip of her sprite.
"Well, this is tough. Um, maybe set up a time where it's just you and him. Invite him over. Find out his interests."
"Thanks Casey." She paid for her drink and headed home.
She walked in and sat on the couch. After a few minutes she decided to go in the attic. She pulled the ladder down and she climbed up. She hadn't been up there in years. She walked around and saw a box with photos. She pulled them out and looked through them. She got to a photo of a girl and a guy. She turned it over and it said "Emerson and Gordon- 1979"
It was her mother and father. She looked through the photos and found another photo. It was of a girl in a hospital bed and a guy holding a baby next to her. She turned it over and it said "Gordon and Y/N-1980"
The front door opened and she took the photo and walked down the attic steps and closed it.
"Hey, Y/N, I'm home." She walked into the kitchen to greet her mom.
"Can I ask you a question?" She asked.
"Sure."
"So I found this picture in the attic. And I wanted to know if....I could give it to him." She handed her mom the photo.
"Give it to who?"
"My father."
"Oh, Um if you want, yeah." Her mom said.
"Thank you!" She ran upstairs to phone Charlie.
"Hey Charlie do you know where my Father is?"
"Yeah he's at the ice rink. Why?" Charlie asked.
"I need to give something to him." She looked at the picture.
"Oh, I can give it to him for you, I know it's awkward between you two." He offered.
"No that's ok, thanks."
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She walked into the ice rink and looked around for her dad. She walked around and saw him talking with someone so she waited for him to finish.
After he finished he walked toward her.
"Hey y/n,what are you doing here?" He asked.
"I came to give you something that I found."
"Ok, what is it?" She pulled out the photo of her pocket and handed it to him.
"I found it in the attic and thought you might like to see it." She looked down waiting for a response.
"Wow. I didn't even know about this photo. My hair, worst decision ever. I look pretty ridiculous don't I?" She laughed at his comment and he smiled but his smile soon faded.
"I guess a lot of my decisions I make a pretty ridiculous, huh?" She looked at him with confusion.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Well, I missed out on a lot of great things. " He looked down "Including watching you grow up. That was the worst decision I've ever made."
There was an awkward silence for a moment before he spoke up.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for not being a good dad. I know how hard it is to not have a dad around. I should've never put you through that, and I'm sorry." She looked at her father and smiled.
"It's okay."
"I hope it's not too late to start being a dad." Her heart beamed with joy.
"Nope. Not too late."
A/n
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Hope you guys liked this chapter. It was very heart warming.