My Hockey Alpha

Nina

I cocked my head. My mother smiled up at me and pushed the plate containing my sandwich into my hands.

“Eat up, honey,” she said. “Are you alright? You look like you’ve lost a lot of weight.”

“U-Um… I’ve just been stressed.” I picked my sandwich up off my plate and took a bite, chewing for a moment, before speaking again. “Are you sure you don’t know about the Peacekeepers? The school doctor that I’ve been working with–”

“You know what?” my mother interrupted, stretching and feigning an obviously fake yawn. “It’s late, and we’ve got to be up early tomorrow to catch our flight.”

Now, I frowned and watched as she turned somewhat robotically and started to walk out of the kitchen. “But you said that we would be leaving in a couple of days…”

My mother froze again. “Did I?” she asked, her back still turned to me. “I guess I just misspoke. No, our tickets are set for first thing in the morning.”

“Oh…” I paused, looking down at the sandwich on my plate. “Okay.”

“Good night, honey.”

“Good night, mom.”

I sat alone in the kitchen and silently finished my sandwich, puzzling over why my mother acted like she didn’t know about the Peacekeepers. In fact, her entire demeanor was a bit strange, almost scripted. It was unsettling, to say the least.

I was finished, I hopped down from the counter and rinsed off my plate before grabbing my suitcase

in years, always opting to stay at a motel on the rare occasion that I came to visit, but as I sat down on my bed and heard the springs creak beneath my weight, I suddenly felt overcome by a sense of nostalgia that overshadowed my mother’s strange behavior. Sighing, I fell backwards and splayed my arms out on the bed,

window. I didn’t get up right away; instead, I chalked it

then, I heard it again.

look at my window, only to see something small and round hit it again, as though

curtains. My jaw dropped as I saw

flung the window

did you find me?!” I half whispered, half shouted

pointed to the tree, then made a climbing motion with his hands. I sighed and gestured for him to come, stepping away from the window and waiting with folded arms as he quietly and nimbly climbed up the tree. I watched as his hand, then his leg, followed by the rest of his body, came through my window. Once he was through, we stood there in silence for a few moments;

off by his sudden appearance, especially after how he’d spoken

I acted,” he said quietly. “I’ve been

arms wrap around me. My eyes widened, but as I inhaled his musky scent, I couldn’t stop myself from relaxing against

away with my hand. “Your father… I don’t know what he’s planning on doing to my mom and my brother,

widened. “You

“I saw him after the hockey game. He said that if I get involved with you, he knows where my mom and my brother live. I don’t know what that means, but

sigh. When

why you’ve been pushing me away?” I

was… a big part of the