Ready For Love : Tyler Seguin Fan Fiction

He's gone Amy

Every once in a while when I am alone with my thoughts I will get this pain in my chest, this sinking feeling in my stomach, an overwhelming feeling of sadness, and I begin to remember. Remember the day I found out Tyler left. He left without telling me, without saying goodbye, without a warning, he just left. "He changed his number and doesn't want you to have it." Those words echo in my head over and over and over again. It was like a slap to the face, worse, like a bullet to my chest. Not only did he leave without telling me, he left and didn't want me in his life anymore and I had no idea why.

It had been a few days after our dinner together at Vesuvio's. I hadn't heard from him and that was unusual. Even with his busy schedule he always made sure to at least text me goodnight at the end of the day, usually it came with a cheesey selfie, I looked forward to those texts and I was missing them. His car hadn't moved from the spot he parked it in. I was starting to wonder where he was, what he had been up to. I sent him a text asking what was up and I got nothing back. I waited a few hours before sending him another text asking him if everything was ok. I was starting to worry because he wasn't acting himself the last time I saw him. I thought maybe the stress was getting to him. I thought maybe he needed me but he didn't know how to tell me something was wrong.

Hockey players are proud, tough, stubborn, they don't tell you when something is wrong. You find out when it's way too late. You find out when there's no other option left. You find out when they've given up, which is rare, hockey players never give up. He wasn't going to come to me and tell me he's had enough. I'd have to go to him and pry it out of him.

I wasn't getting anywhere texting him so I decided to call him. "The number you are trying to reach has been disconnected." I looked at my phone, confused, that couldn't be right. I tried calling him one more time with the same result and panic started to set in. I didn't think he would harm himself but I didn't know what was going on. All I know is that I was scared for him.

I decided to walk over to his house to make sure everything was ok. I got to the door and rang the doorbell and let out a big sigh. I was hoping I was just paranoid or overreacting. Tyler was the happiest guy I had ever met, still is, he wouldn't do anything irrational. Surely he would tell his mom he couldn't handle it if he couldn't tell me. These were the thoughts running through my head as I waited, rather impatiently, for someone to answer the door. The door opened and Jackie's face immediately dropped when she saw me. My heart began to race as worst case scenarios started to race through my head, I never even thought that he would have just left me.

"Hey sweetie," Jackie said, trying to put on a brave voice but she couldn't mask the fact that she was sad. She was like a second mother to me, she couldn't get anything passed me. Plus, it was written all over her face.

"Is everything ok with Tyler?" I reluctantly asked, "I tried calling him but his phone is disconnected. I'm a little worried about him." That was a lie. I was very worried about him by that point.

"He's fine."

I breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, that's good. Is he here?"

She looked down at the ground. She couldn't even look me in the eye. "He's gone, Amy."

"What? How can I get in touch with him?" It hadn't really even sunk in yet that he left on purpose, without telling me, and totally cut me out of his life.

"He changed his number and doesn't want you to have it." She was still looking down at the ground and the words barely escaped her lips because she was talking so low and mumbling, but I heard them. I heard them loud and clear. Tyler left and wanted nothing to do with me anymore.

"I...I don't understand." I felt like I was going to throw up. I wanted to scream. I wanted to hit something. So many emotions erupting inside of me all at the same time. I started to feel weak in the knees and sat down on the top step, facing the road. I didn't want to cry in front of Jackie but I didn't have much of a choice. The tears were coming and there was nothing I could do to stop them. "Why?" I cried out as I began to hysterically cry. Why would he just leave like that? Why would he do this to me?