Sid rubs his neck sheepishly. “His dad called him after practice…”
Nico sighs. “Of course he fucking did.”
“I know where you’ll find him,” Sid says. “Follow me.”
He leads me through the halls to a part of the rink I’ve never seen.
Probably because the signs sayAuthorized Personnel Only.
“Should we be back here?” I ask hesitantly.
Sidney laughs lightly. “This is the only way you’ll find him.” We come to a stop in front of a ladder. “Here.”
I look at him in surprise. “I’m supposed to climb this?”
“Cam’s hiding place is up in the arena rafters,” he shrugs. “Has been since he came to Denver.”
“Cool,” I say, suddenly very grateful that I don’t have a fear of heights.
I go to start climbing up, but Sidney places his hand on my arm to stop me. “He’ll be okay, but he might need someone to talk to.”
I give him a reassuring smile. “I can do that.”
With that, he lets me go, turning around to exit while I climb the black metal ladder.
When I get to the top, I glance around and find Cameron on the far end.
I decide to make my presence known so I don’t scare him off the rafters. I don’t really want his death on my conscience.
“I was told I might find you up here.”
Cameron startles slightly, looking at me as I walk over to him. “Sidney?”
I nod. “I couldn’t find you, and we were supposed to talk about the team after practice. He told me you come up here.”
“I forgot about that,” he sighs. “Just needed to get away for a bit.”
“Want some company?”
There was a time when this wouldn’t have happened. I wouldn’t have wanted to talk to him, and he sure as hell wouldn’t want me around when he’s upset.
“Yeah.” Cameron pats the spot next to him, so I slide in and let my legs dangle over the edge beside his. “Company might be nice.”
“Everything okay?” I ask, not giving away that I know he’s here because of his dad. I won’t press him to talk about that if he doesn’t want to.
“Just like usual,” he shrugs.
“You seem really upset. Do you often feel like that?”
He laughs derisively. “It would be easier to ask when Idon’tfeel like that.” My concern is immediate, and I know it’s written all over my face. “Told you I wasn’t who you thought I was, Hart.”
“I’m really starting to see that.” I place my hand on his shoulder gently. “I know we spent a long time hating each other, so you have no reason to believe me, but I promise you can trust me. If you want to talk about anything, I’ll listen.”
Cameron looks at me appreciatively. “I don’t know if I want to get into everything right now.”
“That’s okay,” I assure him. “You don’t have to talk about anything if you don’t want to.”
He raises his eyebrow. “Do you want to sit here in silence?”
