A Brendan Gallagher Fanfiction

Brendan Gallagher Imagine

Authors Note: This took me 4 hours to write :/ I really like this one to be honest with all of you! I hope you all enjoy. Leave feedback/ comments. Read, Vote, Fan me! An tell me if there are any spelling mistakes or grammar errors! I wrote half of this on my computer and half on my Ipod! :) ~Calista

I gave him a second try because everyone deserves a second chance, right? But he fucked it up for himself again. I was done with him. Would he ever learn.

My boyfriend cheated on me once before, I didn't necessarily call it cheating because really all he was doing was flirting with some other girl but I got madly jealous. I gave him another chance because I thought he could change but he was the same jerk he always was. This time he was with a girl that I had never ever gotten along with.

-An hour earlier-

I called Tim 3 times but he wouldn't pick up. The 4th time it went to voice mail. He either sent me there or he turned his phone off. I was worried but mostly curious as what to was going on. I was at work for another hour but I managed to get out early and go home to see what Tim's deal was. It took me a good 5 minutes to drive home from the pet shop near my house, which I had my part time job at. As I reached Tim and I's shared complex I saw an unfamiliar red Honda Accord in the driveway. I pulled in beside it and got out of my truck. I reached the door and walked inside, maybe Tim had a friend over or a relative came to visit. I set my purse down and hung up my jacket.

"TIM! I'M HOME!" I yelled as I made my way to the living room. No Tim. I checked the downstairs level still no Tim. That's when I noticed music playing from the upper level. I continued into the living room and up the stairs. When I reached our room the music got louder. That's why Tim couldn't hear me he was blasting music. And possibly why he didn't answer his phone either because he didn't hear it ring. I opened the door to see not only Tim but that bitch Alex that I never got along with. They didn't see me open the door because they were to busy making out. They also didn't notice when I took all their clothes from the floor surrounding the bed. I left and slowly closed the door.

-Present-

I hadn't shed one tear till I was safely in my car and parked around the corner of our street. I wouldn't start driving again until I could actually see the road. What was I gonna do now. I had no where to go.

I lived in Peterbourgh, ON, Canada because this is where I went to University. I had finished school a few weeks ago and now I was just about to find a job. Tim and I met in a Biology class, since we were both studying animal behaviourism. That was my career path, now I just had to find the right job. Not that, that was gonna happen soon. My tears had slowly faded away now, I've been sitting in my car for about 5 minutes now. I needed to get far away from the house. All my stuff was still there but I was NOT going back to get it. I turned on the clock to see it had just turned 7 o'clock (pm). I had to leave now and get far enough away.

Montreal. I'm going to Montreal. Montreal was about 5 hours away from Peterborugh. I could be there around midnight. I drove to the nearest gas station and filled my Chevy truck up. I pulled onto the highway around 7:15 and was on the road.

-3 hours later-

My eyes began to droop, slowly. And then a blasting honk made me jump and my eyes spring open. Holy shit. I almost fell asleep at the wheel. The next turn of was in 5 miles, I'd stop there for a few minutes grab a few coffees to keep me awake and be on my way. Switiching to the right hand side lane, I put my blinker on and turned off into a rest stop. I spotted a Tim Horton's sign and pulled up outside. Locking my car I walked inside. Sweet, no line.