Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Dead And Gone

Chapter One


6 months after.

Eliza has just came from London, England. She has completely forgotten about everything that happened before the six months that gone by. Almost. She was back at Pittsburgh for a little soul finding, and the lost, cracked pieces of her heart. Well she was looking for more than just a few pieces, she want her whole heart back. And she will stop at nothing to get it back from the man who stole it from her in the first place.

She was glad she never sold her old condo in the south side of the 'Burgh. It was always nice to come back home to something familiar and home-y after that long, dreadful flight. She absolutely could not stand the little boy beside her. She might have been flying first class, but you can never get away from annoying neighbors. She swore that she was going to go crazy.

Eliza was a different person now, she wasn't the same girl who was so in love with that Canadian hockey superstar. She was Elizabeth Hemingway. Beautiful, blond, rich, and so out of everyone's league. If there was anyone that could date Eliza, it would've been Prince William or Prince Harry of Wales. It was too bad Prince William was getting married and Prince Harry was too young for Eliza's taste. Surely there's some other Prince Charming waiting to sweep her of her feet. Right?

The Pittsburgh Penguins had just one the Stanley Cup! After everything that had happened that season, the Penguins had gotten through it and won the Stanley Cup for the fourth time! Sidney Crosby has also managed to get back on line up after his horrible concussion accident, just in time for the remaining part of the playoffs. He was happy that the Hockey Gods have finally given him a break, but at the same time he couldn't help but imagine what it would've be like celebrating with Eliza. He knew she was back, and he also knew there was a 95% chance that he was going to see her at the parade, or any time at all this summer because he knew that even though they weren't together anymore, she kept in touch with everyone except him. She most especially kept in touch with Marc Andre Fleury's girlfriend, Vero. If there was anything Vero can share about what's going with Eliza in London, Sidney was always the first person Vero would tell. And Sidney was grateful for that because it makes him believe that if Eliza can move on, so can he. But sadly, he was having a hard time with that. But, time heals all wounds, right?

Today was the parade celebration. Everywhere Sidney looked, everyone had someone to celebrate the victory with. In Game 7, most of his teammates were twirling their girlfriends/fiances/wives. Of course, Sidney had his family there, he hugged his sister and his dad, and kissed his mom on the cheek, and of course he also had the Lord Stanley to celebrate with. But it was just different when that one person runs on the ice and practically attacks you while your doing an interview, and it was just different when you can kiss that person on live television.... 'God, I have to stop this,' Sidney thought. It was just leading to nowhere, really. Whatever, he can get over this. He's gone through a nasty blindside hit on the head, pathetic looses, intense fights and ugly slams, he plays hockey for a living for christ's sake. He can get over a heartbreak. But the problem is, he can't. It's easier said than done. And today he gets to see thousand of Penguins fans see him all alone on this lonely float while his teammates had their arms around that special someone.

"So, can you go to the parade?"

"I don't know Vero, I mean, I still kind of have to unpack." Eliza replied. Even though she really didn't need too because she plans on living in a luggage for the next month.

"Oh, c'mon Liza. This'll be fun. Besides everyone misses you and they really want to see you!"

Eliza does want to see everyone, including Sidney. She wants to see his expression when he sees how much she's changed. Six months ago, she wasn't as toned or confident, and her hair sure wasn't blonde. "Fine." Eliza finally says.

London changed Eliza a lot. Physically and mentally wise. Eliza's now fashion savvy, she's been working out a lot since she's moved to London, she has toned arms and toned legs, and she sure as hell knows it. Eliza now knows how to work her way around guys, she knows how to do that whole hook up and leave thing, she knows how to work her body and she knows how to get attention when she wants it. And she always gets it. But don't be fooled, under all the changes, she was still the same. Inside the new Eliza, the old Eliza was locked up in a cold, dirty room with no way to get out. Just the way the new Eliza liked it. Even though Eliza looked hot as hell, she had the personality of an innocent little girl. She melts at the sight of puppies, kittens and babies, she can never say no to anyone, she doesn't know how to deal with bitches like some girls and she was still as vulnerable as ever but at the same time in those six months, she has became this strong, confident, stubborn, girl who knows her ways with looks and men. Eliza Hemingway really can't wait to see Sidney Crosby.

And they did meet. Sidney saw Eliza hugging Vero, Marc, Max, Jordan, Geno and even Coach Bylsma. At first he though it wasn't Eliza, because of the long, wavy, blond hair and the toned arms that was hugging his teammates. Eliza has always been skinny, he knew that. But there weren't little muscles that showed on her arms every time that she flexed. No, this was a different Eliza. This one looked a like a Victoria's Secret model, -No, scratch that. She looked like an Adriana Lima. Except Eliza was blond and not Brazilian. Either way, Sidney felt his knees go weak and his breath has started coming in a quick, shallow pace. He can see Eliza looking at him.

"Hey Sidney. I haven't seen you in what feels like forever." Eliza said to Sidney. The words meant nothing to her, she was just trying to act casual when really, she's anything but.

Sidney stared at her for a while, trying to make sense of what she just said. She made it seem like they were old, platonic friends that were reuniting after a long time. "Hey Eliza, I know. Long time no see?" He finally replied back to her. He made the last part seem more like a question rather than a normal statement. But when he thinks about it, it really is more of a question rather than a statement.

"Yea," Eliza smiled. She was walking closer to him now. When they were face to face, Eliza saw the familiar warm, hazel eyes, the broad shoulders, the mess of curls and the full, plump, and very pink lips. The same lips that kissed her own, and many other parts she'd rather not think about. "I want to be friends with you. I know we we're together before, but before all of that came along, we were friends. And we can still be, right?" Again, the words meant nothing to her, just part of her plan. Eliza extended her hand.

Eliza came home late that night ecstatic. She was so happy that her plan had work. She was going to make Sidney want her again, but he won't be able too. He can look but he can't take. That's the only goal Eliza has while at Pittsburgh. She can't wait to tell her friends in London about how it is all going along perfectly. After all, they all planned it together.

Maybe the old Eliza is dead and gone.

Monday, March 21, 2011

Good News, I think.

I've decided to continue this story. But don't worry, the other story is still my priority. But lately I've been enjoying writting this story way too much.

I hope you enjoy reading the future chapters of this story as much as I enjoy writting it.

Oh and watch out for Don't You Understand, the ending is coming soon!