Today was the day I thought would never happen and hoped never would. It had been the final straw, the final blow. The man that I loved, didn't care, and probably never did.

The door opened and Brandon came in, didn't even bother saying hi. I turned my head to look at him.
"What?" He snarled.
"Nothing". I say as I turn back to look at the television.
"What's your problem!?". He yells at me.
"Nothing!". I yell back.
"Obviously, there's something wrong or you wouldn't be looking at me like that!". He yelled as he crossed his arms over his chest and looked down at me.
"Maybe it's the fact that you keep coming home late, and you won't even say hello to me when you come home!". I yell.
"I was out with the boys tonight!". Brandon yells.
"You use that excuse all the time!". I yell as I stand up and walk into our bedroom.
"Well I was, even ask them!". He yells.
"And how do I know that you didn't just set them up to say that when actually you were cheating on me!". I yell.
"Oh so this is what this is all about you think I'm cheating on you! How do I know that when ever I go out you don't invite some guy over and sleep with him!". He yells.
"Because I don't, I care about you Brandon, I fucking care about you! But you never pay attention to me anymore your always out with the boys, and when you need me I'm always here, but when I need you your not!". I yell.
"I never need you! I've never needed you! I've never even wanted you! I wanted a hot, skinny girlfriend that got along with all the other wives and girlfriends of my teammates, but no I got fucking stuck with you, and all your fucking needs and shit!. Brandon yells.
I stare at him, tears starting to form in my eyes, and I start to shake my head and I go to grab my suitcase from the closet.
"No baby, I didn't mean it!". He says coming over and trying to grab my suitcase out of my hands.
"Don't you fucking touch me!". I yell at him tears streaming down my face.
"I didn't mean it!". Brandon says.
"Then why'd you say it!". I say as I turn to look at him, his face was red and tears were streaming down it.
"I don't know!". He yells.
"You know very well why you said it!". I say.
"Don't leave me!". Brandon pleads.
"Well, I am!". I say as I zip up my suitcase which he tries to grab from my hands.
"Well, I not letting you go". He says holding my suitcase.
"Give it back!". I say.
"Only if you agree to stay!". Brandon says.
"I'm not staying!". I yell as I walk over to the door.
"Yes you are!". He says putting down my suitcase and grabbing me.
"Get off of me". I yell trying to push him off while I put on my shoes and grabbed my purse, which has my keys in it.
"I'm not letting you go!". He says holding me tighter.
"Yes you are". I says as I stab my elbow into his stomach and walk out the front door.
I begin to walk over to my car and Brandon comes out of the house.
"Stay away from me! I hate you!". I say as I get to my car.
Brandon doesn't say anything but, just stands there looking at me as tears fall from his eyes.
I get into my car and start the engine and I pull away. I see Brandon go back into the house slamming the door behind himself. I start to drive not knowing where to go and my vision is all blurry from tears.
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I decide to go over to Brendan Gallagher's house, he's one of Brandon's teammates but, he's one of my closest friends and was actually the one that introduced me to Brandon. "Hey, (Y/N) what's wrong?". He says.
"Brandon and I got into a fight". I say as I hug Brendan as start to cry into his shoulder.
"It's gonna be alright". He says rubbing my back and we go and sit on his couch.
"What happened?". He asked again.
"Brandon got home late again, and I got mad at him for it and accused him of cheating and then he got mad and started saying that he didn't want me and he wanted some hot skinny girlfriend". I say while crying.
"I'm sure he didn't mean it". Brendan says.
"Then why'd he say it?". I ask him.
"I don't know". He says.
"Can I crash here tonight". I ask.
"Sure, you can take my room". He says.
"I'll just take the couch". I say.
"You sure? cause you can have my bed if you want". Brendan says.
"Yeah, I'm sure". I say.
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It was 3 am and there was a knock on the door, I got up and answered it hoping it wasn't Brandon but it was.
"Oh god, I've been searching everywhere for you". He said with his face all red.
"What do you want?". I ask.
"You. I want you (Y/N)". Brandon says.
"I thought you wanted a hot skinny girlfriend". I say.
"You are that hot skinny girlfriend". He says.
"No, I'm not". I say.
"Actually your right, your not my hot skinny girlfriend. Your my amazing fantastic smart beautiful girlfriend that I would do anything for, that I've been driving around for over 4 hours looking for because I just wanted to tell her that I loved her, before I left her life for good, because she deserves so much better than someone that comes home late ever night, and doesn't give her what she wants, she deserves the universe, but I'm only a star". Brandon says and turns away to walk back to his car.
"But what if she wants that star, and not the universe, does she deserve the star?". I questioned him.
"If she really wants the star". He says walking back over to me.
"It's all she ever wanted". I say getting closer to him so that our foreheads touch.
"Then she deserves it". Brandon says as our lips touch and he runs his hands throughout my hair and I do the same. We pull away and look at each other.
"I guess the star was the one that got the universe in the end". Brandon adds and his hands continue to go through my hair.

A/N: Yes, I do know that Brandon has been drafted, I just like the Habs better than Vancouver. Hope you guys liked it :) Requests are still open!

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