A Brendan Gallagher Fanfiction

Part 3

Authors Note: Surprise chapter because I've been really bored lately! I think it's a bit shorter but that's alright because I just updated yesterday, haha! Hope you enjoy it, because I know you all are with your awesome comments. I love the comments and feedback, thank you all! :) Love, Cali

 

B Gally Imagine Part 3

5 hours later, and I was on an empty tank in the suburbs of Peterbourgh.

Luckily there was a gas station just ahead and I puttered in and parked my car at one of the pumps.

I filled my gas tank and went to pay inside the store.

When I got back to my car I pulled my car away from the pump and put it into park near the side of the road.

I took my phone out of the cup holder, where it had sat untouched the entire ride.

I went into my 'Inbox' and saw 27 unread messages beside Tim's name. I didn't have the time to check them but I sent him a quick 'Hey.'

There was a reply within second, "Where are you?! I I've been worried sick!"

Worried sick my ass, he probably had Alex over the whole time.

"I'll be back in 10 min, I'll explain then."

I put my phone back in the cup holder, even when it buzzed again, signalling a reply from Tim, I left it there and continued on my way. 

I was soon pulling into the driveway that I used to call 'home' but I wasn't so sure anymore.

The only car in the driveway was Tim's, figured.

I stepped out of my car and locked the doors. The front door of the house swung open and revealed Tim.

At first he looked very angry but then as he rushed up to me, I read a look of regret on his face.

"Y/N!" Tim tried to hug me but I was quick to push him away.

Tim looked shock, "Look Tim, I saw you with Alex. That's why I didn't come back. I came back to explain to you that I have to leave. I came to get my stuff and go."

Tim hadn't said anything so I walked around him and into our shared house.

I went to the basement first to get some boxes. We had kept the ones we used to move in, I guess it was a good idea we had saved them. I also grabbed a big plastic bin that I remember bringing my shoes in.

Tim just followed me around as I packed up my things, it took a bit longer than I had hoped and around the time I has spent 15 minutes there, Tim started blabbing about how he made a huge mistake.

I listened to Tim the whole time but hadn't said anything.

Tim was still nice like he always was and helped me carry the three boxes of my things with me, one box was full of makeup, perfumes, and accessories. The 2nd one was my bin of shoes, and the last one was electronics and books. I had my suitcase that was full of clothes. It barely closed.

When everything was packed into my car, I thanked Tim for his help. I was surprised, he hadn't given up much of fight for me. I didn't exactly think he would , he was probably just planning on being with Alex.

"So, I just want to know if you'll be okay..?"

I looked up at Tim, did he really care?

"Yeah, I'll be fine. I'm.. Um.. I'm going to Montreal.." I knew Tim would know exactly what I meant even I didn't flat out say it.