The Florida Ice Hound

I'm not exactly as I seem, get to know me before you judge. That girl up there is Jane, and she's my... friend. "He that is wounded in the stones or hath his privy member cut off, shall not enter into the congregation of the Lord" Deuteronomy 23:1 † this is just an RP floater account

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Unpacking Problems || Lane

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"You weren’t a bitch," he protested lightly but he knew it was no use. He kept his mouth silent and squeezed her gently. “I’m glad I’m home too, I’ve missed you. I really have." Luke felt himself getting a bit emotional. He hadn’t expected himself to be feeling this way. While he was away, Luke has just assumed her feelings towards him had disappeared but knowing they hadn’t brought him true joy. “Not to kill the mood but I really have to clean up before Becky comes home tomorrow." Luke laughed lightly and felt Jane against his stomach as his muscles contracted.

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"Well," she started, “you have me now, if you want me." She gave him another kiss, smiling as she did. Jane never thought that she could miss a guy so much. The feelings she had for him never left, and she was happy they didn’t. She giggled a little and looked up at him. “If you still need help, then I’d be willing to stay a while longer."

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Luke let out a small sigh. "Yeah we need to take all the hallway stuff to the garage. Please help," he said before letting out a laugh as he found it impossible to remain serious. He let go of Jane and started for the hall way. He had to tiptoe around the mess, just to get half way to the stairs. Gently he grabbed a pair of skates by the blades and carried them downstairs. "Just pick up anything and follow me," he called back to her.

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Unpacking Problems || Lane

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 She looked up at him and smiled. “I’m sorry I was a bitch," she told him, “but I never stopped thinking about you." She kissed his cheek and went back to hugging him. She felt happier now that he was home. She had missed him so much, and even though things were tough before, she knew they would be better now. She didn’t want to mess this up. She needed him back. “I’m happy you’re home."

[notsosaintluke-blog]

"You weren't a bitch," he protested lightly but he knew it was no use. He kept his mouth silent and squeezed her gently. "I'm glad I'm home too, I've missed you. I really have." Luke felt himself getting a bit emotional. He hadn't expected himself to be feeling this way. While he was away, Luke has just assumed her feelings towards him had disappeared but knowing they hadn't brought him true joy. "Not to kill the mood but I really have to clean up before Becky comes home tomorrow." Luke laughed lightly and felt Jane against his stomach as his muscles contracted.

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Unpacking Problems || Lane

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Luke felt as though he’d crossed a line, being away for so long he had no right to make any advances on Jane. They’d dated sure, but that didn’t mean she still felt the same way. Even after her assurance, he still felt off, like he’d broken a rule. “All right?" he questioned for a second but soon found himself with her closely in front of him. The softness of her hand on his face and the smoothness of her lips on his sent him spinning. No girl in Alberta had made Luke feel the way he did now. He was almost disheartened when she withdrew, but knew it was his turn to strike. He stepped towards her pulling Jane in close and tipping her head up to kiss. Luke pressed his lips against hers, holding her close with no intention of letting go.

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She saw he stepped towards her, and she felt the butterflies flutter in her stomach. When he kissed her again and held her close, she wrapped her arms around his neck. She felt different with Luke. Sure, she had liked Thomas and Dallas, but neither of them made her feel the Luke made her feel. She pulled back and rested her head on his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist. “I’ve missed you," she said quietly. She didn’t want this moment to end. She wanted to stay in his arms forever.

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Luke kept his hands locked on her thinking about nothing but her body pressed against him in the room. Her voice was soft and like music to his ears, he missed hearing this day after day. "I've missed you too," he murmured sweetly before nestling his head against her's. There he stood holding the girl he wished he'd never left. "I'm sorry we didn't leave on better terms... I'm sorry I yelled and was a dick." Luke felt himself swellings with regret due to his past actions. He couldn't control himself then, he had so many problems... But things were different now and he knew he could be better for me.

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Unpacking Problems || Lane

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Jane felt Luke’s hand against her cheek. It sent a chill down her spine. She missed the way his hands felt. When he stepped back, Jane stood up. “No, no it’s alright," she said walking towards him. She put her hand up to his chin and ran her thumb across his bottom lip. She stood up on her toes and planted a kiss on his lips. She rested her hands on his sides, and when she pulled away she felt her face turn red. She looked down at the floor, biting her bottom lip.

[notsosaintluke-blog]

Luke felt as though he'd crossed a line, being away for so long he had no right to make any advances on Jane. They'd dated sure, but that didn't mean she still felt the same way. Even after her assurance, he still felt off, like he'd broken a rule. "All right?" he questioned for a second but soon found himself with her closely in front of him. The softness of her hand on his face and the smoothness of her lips on his sent him spinning. No girl in Alberta had made Luke feel the way he did now. He was almost disheartened when she withdrew, but knew it was his turn to strike. He stepped towards her pulling Jane in close and tipping her head up to kiss. Luke pressed his lips against hers, holding her close with no intention of letting go.

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Unpacking Problems || Lane

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  Jane nodded. “Okay," she said as she folded some shirts for him. She sighed when they finished and she looked up at him. She pulled her hair with the hair band that she had around her wrist as she looked into the hallway. She giggled and said, “Well, we could always do something else. Any suggestions?" She smiled at him, admiring him. She had forgotten how cute he sounded when he laughed. She sat on the part of his bed where it was clear of clothes and motioned for him to come sit down beside her.

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Luke looked over towards her when she spoke. His eyes watched every movement and he missed holding her at night. There was so much guilt in his mind over what had happened before he left, and more so for his actions while away. Slowly he walked towards her, keeping close watch on her face. He loved the color of her eyes, and the curves of her cheeks. "I can think of something," he whispered before gently touching her cheek with the back of his hand. There was a catch in his breath when he realized what he'd done. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," he spluttered taking a set back instead of sitting next o her on the bed.

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Unpacking Problems || Lane

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Jane shrugged her shoulders. She didn’t want to tell him that she had sex with his best friend, as she could see that he tensed up about it. “Eh, he’s pretty cool. We’re friends, but I’m sure that’s all we’ll ever be." She bit her lip as she watched him hang up more shirts. “Yeah, sort of. Everything’s alright now though. Doesn’t bother me much," she told him as she put one of the shirts in the closet. She saw him jam his fingers in the edge of the drawer. “You alright?" she asked. She lightly put her hand on his side, but then quickly moved it away as soon as she did.

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Luke tried to ignore his figures, and just shrugged, "Yeah I'm fine." He was on the outside, but he missed Jane so much. He knew things would never be the same between them and wondered why she even came to begin with. Perhaps she was seeing someone knew and wanted to tell him... His mind wandered around the possibilities. He was just glad to hear she wasn't with Dallas. "I don't want to start on the hallway stuff, it smells bad," he laughed lightly hoping his conversation starter would spark something. Luke knew he was trying to hard, but at the same time he didn't know if he was trying hard enough. All the feelings that were bunched up inside of his weren't really making sense.

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Unpacking Problems || Lane

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Jane could feel Luke staring at her, but she didn’t want to turn her head. She waited for his answer, and after a minutes she finally got it. “Okie doke," she said putting some shirts on some hangers. “Eh," she started, “not much. I was in London for a month or so, but the classes were really hard and I flunked out." She laughed a little, remembering the look on her English teacher’s face after she had gotten word that she was coming home. “Oh, and I hung out with your buddy Dallas a bit," she said slowly, hoping he wouldn’t ask what they had done. She looked up at him and smiled. “That’s basically it." She so badly wanted to add on that she was missing him, but she didn’t want to, figuring that he had moved on.

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He felt so out of her life, Luke didn't even know Jane had plans on going to London for school. He felt worse that he wasn't there for her when she flunked out. But worst of all she was spending time with Dallas. The boy was his best friend, but that made it worse. He tensed up and looked at her, "I guess every hockey player is the same, did Big D play nice at least?" He asked the question hoping for the best possible answer. Luke wasn't even sure what he wanted to hear, but so long as it was something to put his mind at ease. Without much thinking he pushed the now full drawer closed and caught his fingers in the edge, "Fuck," he muttered before pulling open another to start folding ugly worn t-shirts into. How on earth he had this much stuff Luke wasn't sure.

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Unpacking Problems || Lane

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"It’s cool," she said looking around his room. She could tell that things were beginning to become awkward. What was she supposed to do? What was she supposed to say or ask? It had been months since she had seen him, and she didn’t know how much he had changed, or if he had changed at all. She smiled. “I’m glad you invited me," she told him, “nice to see you." She looked over at him hanging a pair of jeans up in the closet. “Let me help you," she said as she grabbed some shirts and hangers off of his bed. “These go in here?" she asked when she reached his side.

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Luke wasn't sure what to say but he just kind of nodded along and then looked back at her. She looked so beautiful and he just of of watched her for a second before realizing she asked a question. "Yeah anything that looks somewhat nice can be hung in the closet, everything else shoved in a drawer." With his foot he kicked the side of the dressed and started to fold some shorted to put in the bottom drawer. "So what's kept you busy while I was gone?" He asked looking at her with eager eyes, he wanted to hear she had a good time. Luke just wanted to know that she wasn't missing him the entire time. Suddenly he felt selfish for even thinking about himself like that. It didn't matter, he wasn't that important and he needed to learn that.

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Unpacking Problems || Lane

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Jane leaned the doorway, then heard a voice call her name. She raised an eyebrow and looked up. She didn’t see anything, but she could hear someone talking to her. She figured it was Luke, and shrugged her shoulders. Opening the door, she looked around at the house. It was the same as it had been the last time she was over. She headed for the stairs, and when she reached the top she saw the cluttered mess that was piled up in the middle of the hall. She shook her head. “Do I dig my way through the mess or make a huge jump? she asked, stepping over the mess. She made it to his doorway and saw him. She gave him a half smile and waved at him. “Hi," she said softly.

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The front door opened and Luke waited for Jane to come up the stairs. He stood now in the door frame watching for her to emerge. The mess lay there and his heart leapt as he watched her beaming face appear behind it all. "Sorry about this mess," he muttered as she came towards him. "I'm glad you came," he replied trying not to seem awkward but he knew he was. Luke didn't even know how to act around her it had been months since they last saw eachother. She could be a different person, he certainly was. "I need to sort through all this junk, and I'm just so tired of it." Now Luke felt as though he was whining and figured it would be better just to keep his mouth shut. He sauntered over towards the bed and grabbed some jeans which he began to hang in the closet.

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Unpacking Problems || Lane

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Jane put the strap from her bag over her shoulder and walked down the stairs. She couldn’t believe she was going to see Luke. After he left, she had wanted to forget him. He asked he to come over, and of course she accepted, but she felt like it wasn’t going to be a good visit. She expected things to be awkward between them or an argument would break out. She remembered all the fights her and Luke used to get into all the time. If it happened, then she wouldn’t go apologizing two days later like the fights always ended.

Jane came to the bottom of the stairs to see her dad and her soon-to-be-step-mother sitting on the couch watching a movie. She rolled her eyes at the sight of her. Bitch. “Hey, Dad," she said. He quickly turned his head towards her. “I’m going to Luke’s for a bit. That okay?" He nodded, and the woman glared at her. “Bye," she said as she walked out the door. She started walking down the sidewalk, thinking and feeling nervous, and before she knew it she had arrived. Jane sighed and went up to the door. She knocked on it, hoping he would hear it. Here we go.

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Luke had given up trying to organize his clothes and plopped down on top of them. The mess was so overwhelming he wanted nothing more than to burn it and start fresh. He checked his phone and saw it was getting late, but it wasn't bad, he figured Jane would be here soon. He tried not to watch the clock suspecting it would aggravate him more. Soon he contemplated turning on music to pass the time, but decided against it. There were so many thoughts running through  his mind, he took out his phone once more to distract himself.

When the knock from the door downstairs startled him, Luke knew it had to be Jane. He started for the bedroom door and looked at the mess in the hall. Luke had no intention of fighting through that twice, so he turned to the window and made headway. The screen had been removed before he left, and he was glad Becky hadn't bothered to replace it. He pulled up the glass frame and stuck his head out to look below. "Jane, Jane if you can hear me just enter the house and come up stairs," he yelled down bellow knowing very well she could hear.

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Unpacking Problems || Lane

Luke had been playing hockey in Edmonton for a farm team before coming back to the hell he called home. With the season ending short due to an injury and issues with rooming and pay Luke was sent home. Not something he wanted. Luke had plans of excelling through training camp and even looking forward to a captain promotion the next year, but everything seemed to be ending short. The coaches told him to take a year off before returning full time, and that was nonesense to him. Luke wanted to play.

His anger was hard to hide and as he unpacked his countless bags, every memory of hockey set him off. Skates and other equipment were littered around his room and down the hall. He hated himself for asking Jane over to help but he was wearing himself down. Luke had no effort left in his body to deal with the remaining items. The room was so cluttered he could barely walk, the shelves of his dresser were mostly empty still and he bed looked more like a retail display than a place for sleep. He was lost in the mess, and wanted to be back on the ice not stuck in Toronto in summer. This was the exact opposite of his life's plans.

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Guess I'm back home...

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You could come help me if you aren’t busy?

[janes-fairytale-blog]

Sure. I’m sure my dad won’t mind.

[notsosaintluke-blog]

No body is home they're all on weekend camping retreat... so you can just come by.

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Guess I'm back home...

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I’m not really doing anything right now. Just unpacking…

[janes-fairytale-blog]

Same here. Just… sitting here really.

[notsosaintluke-blog]

You could come help me if you aren't busy?

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Guess I'm back home...

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Haven’t seen you in a while…

[janes-fairytale-blog]

Yeah. It’s been a while.

[notsosaintluke-blog]

I'm not really doing anything right now. Just unpacking...

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Guess I'm back home...

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Yeah… I’m good enough. Are you, uh okay?

[janes-fairytale-blog]

Good, I guess.

[notsosaintluke-blog]

Haven't seen you in a while...

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Guess I'm back home...

Not that I really enjoy that.

[janes-fairytale-blog]

You’re home…?

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Uh yeah, some things came up I guess.

[janes-fairytale-blog]

Oh. As long as you’re okay. You’re okay, right?

[notsosaintluke-blog]

Yeah... I'm good enough. Are you, uh okay?

[notsosaintluke-blog]

Guess I'm back home...

Not that I really enjoy that.

[janes-fairytale-blog]

You’re home…?

[notsosaintluke-blog]

Uh yeah, some things came up I guess.