A Brendan Gallagher Fanfiction

The Last Chapter

A/N: This is the final chapter!! Please don't be upset that this chapter is insanely short because I have an epilogue that will wrap everything up and hopefully secure you from wondering to much. As always leave feedback, good or bad, and don't forgot to vote and subscribe to me, it means a lot! ~Cali♥

  The Last Chapter: Brendan's POV

I had just finished practice with the boys, it felt great to be back on the ice with them even if I wasn't cleared to play just yet. 

I opened the door to my apartment and slammed it closed behind me. 

"Y/N!" 

I sat my hockey bag down and was surprised when I didn't hear a reply. Y/N was always home.

"Babe, I'm home from practice!" 

I wandered into the kitchen, opening the fridge and retrieving a Gatorade. As I turned around I noticed a piece of paper sitting on the counter. Maybe Y/N had left a note, maybe she went to get groceries or something.  

I opened the note, expecting to see a quick note scribbled on it but instead found a carefully written paragraphed note. I sat down on the counter and read. 

No. 

No. 

NO.

I couldn't believe what I had read, I scanned over it, it had to be a joke. But then it dawned on me, she would never joke about something like this. I stood up, I paced the living room and turned to the window. I stared down at Montreal before me and whipped my open Gatorade at the glass with as much force as I could. The liquid spilled out as it flew across the room, as it hit the window the force of my throw shattered the window and set of my security alarm. I sunk to the ground, re-reading the last line on the note over and over again until I sobbed heavily. I cried Y/N's name until I couldn't cry anymore. It's okay to cry, I could just imagine Y/N saying that to me, her hand running down my back softly, her kisses softly pressed to my shoulder as I let out another sob. It's as if she was here with me but I couldn't see her. And that was possibly the worst thing someone could ever feel.