NHL Imagines

Alex Galchenyuk (Montreal Canadiens)

Tears ran down my face as I threw my phone across the room. I couldn't believe him.

My boyfriend of two years with another girl. It was posted on her Instagram page. All my notifications were of fans tagging me in the picture.

Only one thing ran through my head...

Why?

I heard the door slam as if on cue and I wanted to run, I really did, but I couldn't feel my whole body. I was numb. My arms, my legs, my heart. I couldn't feel anything anymore.

"(Y/N)?" I heard his voice call.

I couldn't even speak. Or I didn't want to.

"(Y/N), what's wrong?"

I looked up from my position on the floor and I saw him standing there. He looked worried, but I knew deep inside, he wasn't.

"(Y/N), talk to me," he demanded.

I shook my head ever so slightly and quietly, three words left my dry lips.

"Who is she?"

I saw him step back in surprise.

"Don't give me that, Alex. Who is she?!" I was yelling now and I slowly got up from my position.

"I-we met at a bar. It was the last game and we had lost... I was so upset, so I... found her," he spoke.

"How many times?" I didn't have to specify.

He hesitated for a moment.

"Just once,"

Already broken enough, my heart decided to fall out of my chest instead.

"Just once. Two years of my life with you. TWO YEARS! All for nothing. I wanted to marry you, Alex. You said you wanted children. You said you loved me," my voice cracked and my legs almost gave out again. Tears I hadn't even known were there streamed down my cheeks and I wanted to scream.

I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Instead, I rushed past him and out the door.

Don't forgive him. Cheaters never stop. They should never be forgiven. The words of my grandmother filled my head. I never thought I would have to use them.

I didn't know where to go. Who was near me that I could trust? The one person I didn't want to go to was the only one I could think of. They didn't live too far away, I could always just walk. And that's what I did. I probably walked for around 20 minutes before showing up at their doorstep. I was drenched from the rain, my hair stuck to my face and my clothes clung to my body. I lifted my hand to knock and the door opened seconds later.

"Hey Brendan..."

||One month later||

Nothing had changed. Not how I wanted it to. I didn't get over him, I never stopped thinking about him.

Brendan told me that Alex hadn't shown up to practices anymore. He never answered any of his calls, texts, his coach has tried to call him, they've even showed up at his house and he didn't come to the door. They knew he was still alive, thankfully, because Brendan and a few other people basically broke into his house to check on him.

Even though I was pretty bad, I wasn't as bad as Alex. I went to their practices, Brendan will take me out to a little coffee shop every other morning, and I went to visit my nephews and my brother for a couple days last week.

I sat in the stands at the highest seats of the arena watching PK and Carey "fight." This led to Carey tripping PK and PK dragging Carey down on the ice with him. I smiled and laughed, chanting Carey's name, jokingly.

A hand landed on my shoulder, making me drop my feet from the seat in front of me and look up.

Alex was standing over me.

I almost fell out of the chair at the sight of him. I didn't know if it was from the fact this was the first time I'd seen him in over a month or from the state he was in. His eyes were bright red along with his nose and his lips were dry and cracked, faint traces of blood formed in the indents.

"Alex..."

"Can we talk?" he rushed.

I nodded slowly and he walked around the end to sit one seat away from me. I turned my body to look at him.

"I know you probably never wanted to see me that night, but you have to understand, what I did, why I did it... I was scared,"

I scoffed.

"You were scared? Try again,"

"Look (Y/N), I know... it seems like a stupid excuse, but I was. I was scared that you would break my heart and-"

"So you broke mine instead?" I cut in.

"I thought that if I did it, I would forget about it. I loved you so much it scared me,"

"Did the love scare you or did the idea of commitment?"

"Both? Look, I just- I don't know how to explain it. You know how my last relationship went and I-"

"Yeah, she cheated on you. I thought you didn't want our relationship to be like that,"

He sighed.

"I love you, (Y/N) (L/N). I don't know what I could do to express to you how much I really do love you. I can't express how horrible and disgusting I felt when I woke up that morning and realized I wasn't with you. I can't express how I felt when you walked out that door. I can't express to you how it felt to see you with Brendan. How it felt to know that you were happy without me. I get that you might hate me because I have hated everything about myself for the past month," he bit down on his lip and I saw his eyes get glassy.

"Alex, we stay friends for now, understand? I'm not going to trust you until you show me that I should. Then, if I start to trust you, we can try again," I smiled tightly.

"Yeah, I understand,"

Requested by @lexibella123p I know, it wasn't a big argument and they didn't actually get back together, but I hope you still enjoyed it! This was the longest imagine I've done, so it's bound to be at least a little redundant. My apologies if you get annoyed by that :)