I cannot wait for these two to get married, it'll be such a beautiful ceremony and so much happening for them now with the baby due in just a few months. It'll be a Spring baby and I cannot wait for Cody to be a daddy xoxo
ImogenChristmas day was beautiful, mom really outdid herself and having Cody’s parents’ round too, made for an amazing family time, everyone was hyper excited about our engagement and to be honest, I still can’t believe it is happening. Me marrying Cody Brannigan. Alas it always goes way too quickly and Cody is already back on the road currently playing in Vegas.Phew in just a week, I have managed to start packing some of my things ready for a move to the ranch in Texas, I still can’t believe it’s actually happening. Mainly I’m taking my clothes, books and of course Kitten. We plan to drive instead of flying, I have been addicted to watching YouTube and F******k reels of people who travel with cats. So, my little man has a nice cat pouch that can be attached to the seat and have the seatbelt round it but where he can sit and peek his head out of, if he chooses. Usually, he’s pretty good at car travel, when I drive him to the Lake House he gives me no issues, no crying and the like, I
CodyFuck, I can’t even focus on the game we’re going to be playing and I forgot my lucky friend bracelet, it’s the one that Atlas gave me when we were about twelve, he won it at the town’s fairground one year for shooting hoops. I left it back at the Lake House. Damn it. And now with the emergency call from Luna hysterical down the phone that she is bleeding has put my nerves completely on edge. I asked if it was just spotting but she told me it was a lot of blood, and she was frightened.I have reassured her that she will be okay, because what else can I do? She’s in Minnesota still and I am stuck here in Vegas about to play a game of hockey. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Immi was my next call to ask her to go be with Luna and at that moment it hit me how lonely Luna must be. The poor woman, I never considered how she felt and what she was going through.Her own mother is a space cadet and drinks, and her father left them when she was a kid. The mother never remarried; I’m not surprised to be h
Cody“For fuck’s sake.” I mutter as I try to jam my kit into my bag. It’s the same bag I use all the time for travel, and the very same bag that I’ve used for the last few years so why the hell isn’t it going right this morning?Right, you know why? Because I still haven’t heard from Immi. It’s been a long fucking four weeks and I’ve not had a response to any of my messages and she keeps avoiding my calls. I’m going crazy here and my heart is hanging on a thread.The loss and loneliness are beyond anything I’ve ever felt before. Literally, I feel torn up and damaged. I have even cried. Yeah, that’s right. Cody Brannigan the golden boy of NHL has been ugly crying. No one has seen it, naturally. I tend to do it at night when I’m laying in a lonely hotel room or when I’m back home alone in my bed.If you ever told me someone could die of a broken heart a few months ago, I’d have laughed in your face. Trust me, I think this is what is happening to me. I can’t hardly eat; my game is off, a
Imogen It doesn’t totally suck being back with my folks, it’s just you know, not what I had anticipated. Still, it is only another week, and I can move into the unit above my restaurant.Dad has been a life saver. There wasn’t too much we needed to do, the owners had made sure it was all cleaned and with the fresh paint, all I really needed to do was put my touch on it and it’s already looking like a proper girl’s den. It’ll be my den.I also met with the bank manager here in town and he has put me on a programme where I can get a grant for certain things, we’re going to install a solar system to eventually bring costs down for electric and dad said it would be better for me to go off grid for gas because it was cheaper than having the standard monthly rates.I’m currently in my childhood bedroom laying on the bed and staring up at the ceiling where my fairy lights are still hanging. And you know what, my heart still hurts after a whole month of being away from Cody. God, I miss him
CodyI couldn’t resist driving past where her folks live, I have to see her even if she doesn’t want to see me. My heart has never hurt before, never like this in any case. Sure, when I was a kid and our pet dog passed away, I was beside myself. He and I were buddies, like best buddies and my folks had brought Luka home when he was just twelve weeks old, and I was around the age of two.Luka and I had formed a bond from an early age and that dog was my entire life. Everywhere I went he came with me except to the rink. He slept with me at night on my bed and boy could that dog snore. Dad used to say we were inseparable and for the most part we were. It wrenched my heart out when I lost him, and it took me a long time to get over the loss of him.Some days, it still gets to me. You can’t love an animal like Luka the way I did and not have shit days over his loss even seven years on. So, when I say my heart is shattered over Immi, trust me it seriously is.I’ve parked up opposite her hou
ImogenI am having heart palpitations, just seeing Cody has messed with my head and my body. The draw to him is inexplicable, I told you already before he is like a drug and I am so hooked on him, yet I can’t relent. I need everything with this baby business and Luna to be sorted out. I can’t put myself through all the shit that he has coming his way right now and I know Luna from all the games she has attended, the way she hangs around all the hockey guys not to mention her post outs, that she is gunning for Cody and to be hooked up with him.But seeing him sitting in his car, his tousled dirty-blonde hair, not knowing whether he should smile or not, it has wrenched my heart and now I’m sitting in my car driving to the restaurant welling up. Why can’t I just go to him and tell him it will be alright? I want it to be alright but for some reason I have this stubborn streak inside me that won’t allow it.I have to focus on my business, I have to make it happen this time. After flopping
CodyI’m just about to board the flight and coach is scowling at me, yeah, he’s been doing a lot of that lately. I promise I’m going to try to clean my ice act up, this is not a game I want to throw away because I’m hurting and angry inside. There’s too much hanging in the balance. If we don’t make it through this game as winners, then we’re out of the cup final and that is definitely not something I want hanging over my head.“Sorry coach. Had something to do.” I tell him.“You are walking a thin line, Brannigan.” He tells me as I pass him and go take my seat at the back. Atlas, Calli and Nolan are already in their seats and the rest of the team. As usual it’s pretty raucous, everyone gets hyper excited before a game. We’ll land in Winnipeg around an hour and twenty minutes after take-off, for once it’s not a long flight.Thankfully, coach hasn’t imposed a training session tonight. Sometimes, he wants us to dump our stuff at the hotel then get straight to the rink. It can be exhausti
ImogenMy heart skips a beat as I read his message. He’ll be there, and even though I’m the one who put this break in place I have to say I cannot wait to see him. I miss everything about Cody.His smile, the way his gorgeous eyes light up when he sees me and the desire in them when we’re being intimate. I miss the way he calls me baby and darlin’. Everything I miss. I’ve never felt so alone even though most of the time I have people around me.I turn as I hear the door open. It’s Johann, the guy who is here to do the wording on the sign outside. “Hi Johann. How are you?” I ask as he steps inside holding what looks like a small black, leather case. I’m guessing his brushes and kit are in it.“Hello Imogen. I’m good. How are you? Excited?” He is tall, around six feet I’d say with broad shoulders and narrow hips. His shades are perched on top of his head, even though it’s already fall it is sunny outside. In fact, it’s a really crisp and clear day. My favorite kind. I just love the fall