Chapter Sixteen

I couldn't really get what Sidney said out of my mind. I did love Sidney, there was no doubt in my mind of that fact. I didn't love Simon, I also knew that. I could love Simon, but I would always love Sidney. Its just me and Sidney we are complicated. I am scared but it really couldn't get any worse than how it is right now. Sidney wasn't returning any of my calls since that night after the game. I had things to say to him.. I had talked to Simon and I told him that I couldn't be with him anymore. I decided that either I would be with Sidney or I would be with no one. So right now, I am a freshman at college, starter on the soccer team, ex girlfriend of captain of the soccer team, and ex best friend of Sidney Crosby. That was who I was and all I really wanted to go was see Sidney.. all I needed was to talk to him and tell him how sorry I was. He wouldn't talk to me and I figured I would make up for everything over Thanksgiving break. I would be back in Sewickley and I would see him.

November 2007
It was a Saturday afternoon. My whole family was at my game since it was our last game of the year. We were playing Pitt and I was so excited. Half way through the game, I slid to take the ball away from one of the Pitt girls and I must have twisted my knee or something. All I knew was that I was in immense pain and just layed there in agony. My parents took me to the Sewickley Hospital and I was scared.
"Jacob, will you please call Sidney."
"Doesn't he have a game tonight?" He asked.
"Yeah, but he should be home still. Just call him please."
Apparently Jacob couldn't get ahold of Sidney. He left a message and I layed in the hospital getting xrays and MRIs. I needed Sidney there, and he didn't want to be. I guess I should have figured that. The doctor told me that I tore my ACL and MCL. Lucky me, I tore both. I was getting surgery next week during thanksgiving break. Right now I just had this brace on and it hurt like hell. They gave me pain killers but it didn't matter. It hurt.. my knee and my heart. I went back to my house and just layed in the basement. I watched the game and Sidney played well, but they lost. I couldn't take it anymore. I called him when I knew he would still be with the media and I left a message.
"Sidney.. its me. I'm sorry.. I'm sorry for everything but I need you. My knee got messed up today at the game and I'm having surgery next week. I know you are busy and I know you hate me right now, but I do love you and I think you love me too. I'm in Sewickley.. call me or something. I miss you."

"Hello?" I said picking up the phone unsure of who it was.
"Hey, Jo. Its Brooks."
"Oh, hey."
"Sidney wanted me to tell you that he got you an appointment with our team doctor. He wants you to have him do your surgery."
"Why didn't he call me?"
"He's just scared and I don't think he knows what to do."
"Tell him thank you and that I'm sorry."

I called his doctor the next day and scheduled an appointment. I was having surgery next Saturday. Sidney never called or sent me anything. I knew he was hurt and I know he loves me. I knew we would get through it.. I just need him and I wish he could see that.