Fight Me Jamie

I’m in misery.

Made a start, now we’re apart.

There’s nothing left for me.

Love has flown, all alone.

I sit and wonder why.

Oh why, you missed me. Oh Seggy.

- To the tune of ‘Sandy’ from Grease

Here we go, my first little bit of fiction. Please note, I was aggressively bullied into uploading this.

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You twisted your key in the lock and pushed open the heavy door. Tyler had given you a key so you could come and go and you pleased, you basically lived there anyway. You strolled through the foyer and were greeted by an excited Gerry and Marshall.

‘Y/N, I’m in the kitchen,’ you heard echo through the room.

Tyler had obviously heard you come in, especially with the pups scrambling around you. Walking into the kitchen, Tyler was sitting at the island, his face shadowed by his snapback but you could tell something was bothering him.

‘What’s wrong?’, you asked Tyler as you bent down to give some attention to Cash who was laying down at Tyler’s feet.

‘We need to talk.’

You could feel your blood go cold. Even though you and Tyler had been, quote unquote, ‘hanging’ out, you had never discussed where each other stood. This was definitely a relationship talk. You sat down beside him and sheepishly smiled at him, trying desperately not to jump to any conclusions.

Tyler ran his hand across his beard as he nervously started flicking his tongue around his mouth.

‘Seriously, what happened?, you place your hand on his and you notice Tyler’s gaze locking on the entanglement of your hands.

‘I did something really stupid,’ his eyes flashed up to yours trying to read an expression.

‘Normal Stupid or Tyler Stupid,’ you run your hands through his hair, tucking a little curl behind his ear.

‘No, like you may not like me anymore stupid.’ He grabbed your hand and pulled it down. He turned his body to line up with yours before taking a deep breath.

‘I slept with someone when I was in Nashville.’ You could see him trying to study your face for a reaction.

‘That’s okay,’ you slightly furrowed your brow. Of course, you were kind of upset, but you knew Tyler’s history. You knew you’d never discussed anything. You were purely friends who sometimes ended up in each other’s beds.

‘We’re not exclusive anyway,’ you lifted your hand and followed your finger against Tyler’s jaw.

‘The fuck we’re not exclusive,’ Tyler leapt from his seat shocking Cash who was quietly snoring beneath him.

You sat frozen in disbelief. How did you suddenly become the bad guy in this conversation.

‘Hold on, no. You aren’t about to get mad at me after admitting that you SLEPT WITH SOMEONE ELSE.’ You stood up and followed him into the sitting room. Tyler was pacing the room, Gerry by his side trying to match his strides.

You watched as he clenched and unclenched his fists, murmuring to himself before he stopped and stood facing you across the room.

‘Have you been sleeping with someone else,’ his voiced cracked. Tyler rarely cried, he rarely showed this sensitive side of him. This side of Tyler had taken you aback and you weren’t sure how to handle the oncoming situation.

‘No,’ you shook your head and stayed frozen beside the couch. You didn’t dare move close to him when he was so emotionally exposed.

He didn’t move, his eyes just darted around your face, searching for answers.

‘I haven’t been with anyone else Tyler, we all know I don’t like other people enough,’ it was a common attribute you both had, making jokes when serious discussions were happening.

Tyler expression didn’t change, it was surreal seeing such a stoic Tyler.

‘Then why did you think I would.’

You took a deep breath, this was not going to end well.

‘Because you’re Tyler Seguin. You’ve never had a proper long term relationship. We’ve gone out and I’ve actively seen you flirt with other woman. Jeez, Tyler I know you have several girls on rotation at a time. I’m not angry. I knew what I was getting myself into...’

You inhale as much as you could, bracing yourself for what was about to come out of your mouth next.

‘... but I don’t think it’s fair that you expected me to act different than you would, or to be fair, are.’

You could see Tyler’s heart break in two, you could see his eyes glass over with tears.

‘Is that what you really think?’ The sadness in Tyler’s face was beginning to change into anger. He took a step towards you.

‘No,’ you held your hand up to him. You knew Tyler would never do anything to you but you needed to stand your ground.

‘You don’t get to make me come over to your house in a panic, tell me you’ve slept with someone else and then get angry at me for expecting it. You don’t get to be the victim here.’

Marshall began whimpering in the corner, loud noises always made him more anxious. You bent down and began to calm Marshall. Right now, you didn’t really care what Tyler had to say and to be honest, it gave you a chance to choke back the tears that were forming. Marshall’s deep brown eyes glared up to yours wanting confirmation that he was safe. You rubbed behind his ears, desperately trying to stifle your sadness.

‘Y/N, I’m sorry. You’re right. About everything,’ Tyler placed his hand on your shoulder and lightly massages your neck. ‘It’s a reflex I guess, throw the blame on someone else. Then it’s their issue, not mine.’

You turned your attention around to Tyler. At the end of the day, you wanted to be with him. Sure it started off as a fun adventure, to hook up with a NHL player, but there was something about the two of you together. You couldn’t imagine letting someone else blow on your stomach to sound like a fart, only to blame it on Gerry. Or to let someone run their fingertips along the inside of your palm while watching TV.

‘Tyler, you know how I feel about you. Or I feel like you should,’ his hand still hadn’t left your skin.

‘I didn’t think I had to tell you how I felt,’ a sly smile spread across Tyler’s face. You knew that smile well, it was his smile that got him out of most trouble.

You picked up Tyler’s hand and gently dropped it to his side.

‘You need to make a decision,’ you could feel your breath get heavy. ‘What are we?’

You cringed at the words that came out of your mouth. Tyler put his hands around your waist and pulled you close.

‘I want this, I want to give this a good, proper try. I’m pretty sure, like 99% sure I’m in love with you,’ his lips curled into the wide grin you knew so well.

You smile back before pulling your hand back and making contact with the side of his face.

‘Then don’t sleep with other girls,’ you pull away and try to walk away from him.

Tyler catches your wrist and you spin back into his chest. His grin had not dissipated even after you slapped him across the face.

‘That was the reaction I expected,’ he looped his arms around your back and pulled you close.

‘What? As your girlfriend,’ you lovingly mocked.

‘Ew, that does sound weird,’ Tyler joked back as he scrunched up his nose, ‘can’t you just be my Y/N? But I think I still want you to call me your boyfriend. Or Daddy.’

You playfully pushed your body against his, making him loosen the grip around your back.

‘For fuck sake, you always ruin nice moments,’ you laugh.