i am discontinuing my Richards series that I have been writing. I don’t know if I am going to be getting back to it. I am sorry to everyone who love this but I can’t write it anymore.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Adult Content Warning
Brad and I were in the tax car heading to the airport heading back home to Dallas. I didn’t even know what to do as I was stunned and didn’t realize how much pain Brad was in. I called my father and told him everything that was going on. He understood as he let us go home. He told Crawford that Richards was going to be unavailable due to the flu and that he could put Krys Barch and Brian Sutherby in the lineup. Crawford understood and knew what was going on. So did Brenden but he didn’t want anyone else to know about what is really going on.
I rested my head against the seat as Brad was resting his head on my shoulder as I brushed a hand through his medium light brownish hair.
“I don’t want to go home, Ronnie,” Brad whispered while we heading back to the airport, heading home to Dallas.
“I know you don’t, baby but you got to rest up. You are not eating or sleeping well. This might actually do you good by resting before a hockey game,” I whispered as I placed a kiss on his forehead.
“Okay,” Brad whispered.
We got out of the cab and took out our bags before heading to security and then heading to the checking in area at our gate. We sat down and waited for the boarding. A few minutes we boarded the flight and was heading on our way back home to Dallas.
DALLAS-FORT WORTH AIRPORT
A few hours later, we touched down at the airport in Dallas and headed towards Richards’ 2010 Black Mustang and drove back to his condo in downtown Dallas. We went inside the condo as Brad went into the bedroom with his stuff as he puts it down before resting on the bed. I sighed as I walked into the bedroom, putting my stuff down and I grabbed an early Christmas present for Brad and sat on the bed.
“Baby, what’s going on?” I asked.
“Everything…those rumors got to me so bad, Ronnie plus my mom called me to tell me that my parents are getting a divorce. I never knew after so many years of marriage that they will be splitting apart. I never knew,” Brad whispered, tearfully.
“It’s okay, baby cause I got a hold of you. Let me take your pain and anger away. Please cause you helped me through my dark days with Sean and it’s time that I be your rock. You got me to help you through these rough times in your life,” I said as I brushed the tears away from his face.
Brad smiled as he kissed me softly before seeing the gift on the bed. “What’s that?”
“I got this for you cause I thought of us,” I whispered as I gave the gift to Brad.
Brad opened it and found a framed picture of us after the Tampa Bay Lightning won the cup in 2004. He looked over at me with an expression of pure joy and love. "Ronnie, this is beautiful. I love it."
I whispered. "I just wanted you to have something special and I knew it . It was in Montreal that I knew I was falling in love with you."
"That's when I fell in love with you too, Ronnie. And now every time I look at this picture, I'll get to fall in love with you all over again." He set the picture down on the table and kissed me passionately. He gently pushed me towards the bed, not breaking the kiss and I laid down on the bed and continued kissing me, working his way down to my neck.
I started to loosen his tie and unbutton his shirt when he stopped and looked me in the eyes. "Are you sure about this?" he asked breathlessly. I just looked at him and smiled.
I kissed him on the cheek. "Brad, I know our first time was in Tampa Bay and you took care of me but tonight I want to revisit that night. I love you, Brad. I'm sure about that, and I'm sure about this, too."
"I love you too." He said, and his lips crashed down on mine. I pulled his tie off and continued unbuttoning his shirt. His hands wandered around my body and I sat up and he took the hem of my shirt, never taking his eyes off mine. I slipped out of my shirt and pants, revealing her matching black bra and panties. He grinned and I kissed him again, undoing his belt. He slipped his pants off and pressed his body against mine. I loved the feeling of his weight on my body. It gave me a sense of complete security. I smiled at him and he smiled back, reading my mind. "I love you so much, Ronnie."
He reached behind me and unhooked the clasp of my bra. I slipped my arms out of the straps and he tossed my bra to the side. His hands were immediately on me, gently massaging my breasts. I moaned quietly and in response, he grinded his body against mine, making me feel exactly how turned on he was. He had a spark in his eyes I had never seen before, and I relished in the fact that I was the one who had put it there. I took one of his hands and guided his hand down and slipped it inside my panties. His full lips curled into a smile as he felt the heat between my legs. He slid two fingers inside me and I arched my back and moaned, tugging at his boxers. He smiled and kissed my lips again and knew he couldn't hold off any longer. He needed me now.
He kicked his boxers off and pulled my panties off and threw them on the clothes that were scattered on the floor. He leaned over as he grabbed a condom and some lube before placing the condom on his penis, then lubing it up. He looked in her eyes, as if to ask permission again, and I smiled and leaned up and kissed him on the lips. I let out a moan as he entered me. He made love to me gently and passionately and afterwards, he got up and threw the condom up before we laid in bed, our legs tangled together. I rested my head on his chest and could feel his heartbeat as it returned to a normal rate and his breathing relaxed. I kissed his chest and turned my head around so I could look up at him. He smiled down at me and held me tighter. "I love you so much, baby."
“I love you too, baby,” I smiled at him. I knew that now I was able to be the knight in shining armor whenever Brad was having a bad day. I knew it cause today proved it and I was able to be strong for him. I looked over as I saw Brad passed out from exhausted as I kissed his forehead before closing my eyes, joining my love in dreamland. I didn’t realize that there was more to his parents divorcing and I am hoping that I would find out why they are getting a divorce.
November 22, 2010
Air Canada Center in Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Away Locker Room
Seeing Brad Richards broken down was so fucking hard for me to see. I didn’t realize that these rumors were getting to him until now. His eyes were red and puffy but the press couldn’t tell cause he wore a hat when he was chatting with the reporters about the Stars 4-1 loss and he still was chatting with them. I had enough with these reporters and headed over as I went in front of my boyfriend, the reporters glaring at me. “Okay, that’s enough, everyone. You got your questions asked, now go on and ask someone else about this loss.”
“Ms. Nieuwendyk, how do you feel about the loss against the Toronto Maple Leafs?” One of the reporters asked, putting the microphone in front of my face.
“How do I feel about the loss? Hmm let me think about it,” I answered, thinking about it. “You heard it from Richards and now you want to hear it from me. Well, here’s my quick answer: it’s hard loss, they’ll work on what happened during the game and come back to win a game. Is that what you wanted to hear?”
“Well, you are one of the coaches on this team, so you think it was a team loss or an individual loss?” He looked directly at Brad when he said ‘individual’ and that literally pissed me off.
“Excuse me, did you just say a individual loss?”
“Yes, I did.” The reporter was waiting for a response cause of the way he was looking at me. I wanted to smack the shit out of this reporter.
“It’s a team loss, not an individual loss. A team wins or looses a game, not an individual. I don’t understand why you would ask me that question and I knew you directed at Richards. I don’t get that part right now.”
The reporter shrugged at me. “One more quick question if you don’t mind.”
“Go right ahead since you are on a roll.”
“How do you feel about those rumors spreading around that you might loose Brad Richards? Do you think this team might even need him?” The reporter looked at me before looking at Brad who looked away as tears were falling down his face.
Brenden heard the last question as he got up and went in front of me and Richards, glaring at the reporter. “I don’t mind answering the question. Why don’t you just leave these two alone? I can answer any question you got left.”
“Mr. Morrow, we don’t want you to answer the question. We want Ms. Nieuwendyk, who happens to be dating Mr. Richards to answer the question since she is the daughter of the general manager who will probably trade him.”
“Brenden, let me answer this. I can deal with him,” I replied as I went besides my best friend, who is also like a brother to me. “Get Brad out of here and into the training room.”
Brenden nodded as he walked over and helped Brad, who didn’t want to move away. He helped Brad get away from the reporters and noticed how thin and shaky Brad was as they walked away and went into the training room.
I looked back at the reporters, crossing my arms and waiting for this one stupid prick of a reporter to repeat this question of his. I can’t believe he would even say that in front of the team.
“Well, Ms. Nieuwendyk are going to answer my question?”
“Um what question is that cause I didn’t catch it?”
“How do you feel about the Richards rumors that came surfacing up when the team first came up here? Do you even think this team might need him in the long run?” The reporter asked with even more sarcastic tone in his voice. What is up with this idiot and his stupid ass questions.
“The rumors are not coming from our side as my father did tell you in the morning before the game. I don’t even believe them myself. This team works together and they need everyone in the long run including Richards. You know what I am done answering these questions. I am sorry and you didn’t have a right to get into my personal business either. I am done with you guys.” I walked away from the reporters and headed into the locker room, wanting to comfort the one guy I love. I walked over as I saw Brad resting and sat besides him as he went into my arms, crying. “Shh, it’s okay baby.”
I wrapped my arms around his slight frame, he has lost so much weight that I can feel his ribs through his baggy sweatshirt. The sparkle that was always there just seems to be missing. His eyes are set deeply into his face, dark circles around them. There is so much pain buried deep behind them. His body is still visibly shaking as he stands with his back towards me. I couldn’t believe it as I saw the trainer and Brenden, sad.
“Take him home, Ronnie. Please. He needs to rest or he’s going to get worse,” Brenden said. “Joe understands that he can’t play tonight. Please take him home before something bad happens.”
I nodded as I got up taking Brad with me and left the arena heading back on a plane towards Dallas. I couldn’t believe how much pain Brad was in and the stress that was taking on his body. I don’t even know what I can do. I can’t stand by here and let him shred into tiny piece from the stress and pain. I didn’t know what to do….I just didn’t know.
Hi my name is Veronica Anna Nieuwendyk. Most of my family calls me Ronnie and I am 30 years old from Murray Harbor, Prince Edwards Island. My dad is Joe Nieuwendyk, General Manager of the Dallas Stars. I am currently dating Brad Richards since 2003. We are about to deal with the hardest times of our lives. Can we survive or not?
Set during the 2010-2011 Season
Veronica Anna Nieuwendyk
Dating Brad Richards
Bradley Glenn Richards
Nickname: Brad or Richie
Dating Ronnie Nieuwendyk
Nickname: Bren or B-Mo
Dating Alyssa Neal
Dating Brenden Morrow
Dating Brandon Segal
Dating Elizabeth Matthews
Dating Sarah Andrews
Dating Adam Burish
Based off the song “Lay Your World On Me” by Ozzy Osbourne
Sequel of the Have A Little Faith In Yourself Series
Summary: Brad is broken and run down after the many rumors are spreading around. But there is more truth to than the rumors he is hiding from everyone including Ronnie. He finally breaks down after a loss in Toronto and Ronnie realizes it. Will Ronnie step up and help Brad get some sleep and rest before it’s too late? Will he be able to deal with the rumors and the secret that he is holding? Or will he crumble and leave Ronnie and the one sport that he loved since he is a kid?