I Didn't Leave You But I Did Leave You

So tomorrow came sooner rather than later. Patrick and I left earlier because he wanted me to meet the guys on the team. Adam Burish and Brent Seabrook were pretty cool, nice and laid back kids. Jonathan Toews was next. He felt like someone I could trust here, since I still didn't know everything about Patrick yet. Patrick Sharp felt like my dad to me since he acted so old but was still only in his 30's. All the other guys I didn't really pay attention to. They all introduced themselves and that was it. It was about 6 and Patrick had to get ready for the 7:30 game. I decided to leave and wander around the area. At the same minute I was walking out of the Blackhawks dressing room, the Penguins were arriving. I saw him. I started to feel queasy. It didn't stop when he started to talk to me. Oh god, he remembered me.
"Brittnae! Where'd you go? I tried to call but you never answer!" He said. I was unsure of what to say since I couldn't just straight out say "I'm in an arranged marriage!". I wish I could just have it written in red marker on my forehead. Then I just started. By this time, he was right in front of me.
"I gotta call from my mom and she made me move to Chicago. Sidney, please understand, it was very short notice." I tried to comfort myself.
"I'm not so sure I do. You could have answered my calls." He coldly said.
"I never answered cause it hurt too much. I arrived and found out I was in an arranged marriage Sid." I said. I was fighting back the tears at this point.
"With whom may I ask?" He was starting to become an asshole. I didn't blame him either.
"Patrick Kane." I answered below my breath.
"You are telling me you left me for Patrick Kane. What does that son of a bitch have that I don't?" He said.
"It is arranged Sidney. I didn't leave you but I did. The real Brittnae that fell in love with you is still here but is being forced by family to marry someone else." I said. I couldn't hold my tears any longer.
"You're family is a bunch of dicks and deliver a message to your so called Patrick." He said.
"He's not in on it! Don't you dare talk about him like that! He is a really good guy, Sid." I yelled. I went from being so sad over him to being angered. Pat knew how I felt about the entire situation. Sidney crossed the line once he started trashing him.
"Well tell you're so called "good guy" that my actions of what I think of him will show on the ice." He went to join the team in the opposition locker room. I was afraid. I didn't know what he was going to do.
Was he going to hurt Patrick?
Oh God! This is all my fault!
Just then I saw fireworks and the carpet floor below me caught my fall.
"Miss! Excuse me Miss? Can you hear me?" A voice asked.
Who in the hell was that now who was ruining my life even more?