And Then I Wrote Marvel

I'm Still Here (Matt Murdock x Reader)

Based on "I'm Still Here" by the Goo Goo Dolls

I am a question to the world
Not an answer to be heard
Or a moment that's held in your arms
And what do you think you'd ever say
I won't listen anyway
You don't know me
And I'll never be what you want me to be

You and Karen walked up to the door of Matt's apartment. Neither the two of you or Foggy had heard from him since the trial, and you were worried. When you had first met him at law school, it wasn't like him to leave everyone so in the dark about his whereabouts. Lately, though, he had become so secretive with some pretty crappy explanations for a lawyer. You were determined to find out what he was hiding, no matter his protests.

Karen knocked on his door and gave you a giddy smile. You had noticed her developing relationship with Matt, and the positive effect that it had had on both of them. You were happy for them, but not as happy as you felt like you should be. The idea of Karen and Foggy was one that you could get behind more than Karen and Matt for some reason that you couldn't figure out. No, that was a lie. You knew exactly why.

An unfamiliar man opened the door. He was blind, but not the way that Matt was. Matt's eyes still carried their alluring hazel color, while this guy's eyes were the more common, yet unsettling bluish gray that blind people had.

"You two ladies lookin' for something?" he asked, his voice gruff. You wondered how he knew that there were two of you, and how he knew that you were ladies, at that.

"Yeah, we just stopped by to check on Matt," Karen spoke up, undeterred by the man and his inexplicable knowledge. "Is he here?"

"Sure is," he confirmed. "Come on in."

Karen was the first to enter, but she froze as the old man opened your friend's bedroom door, only to see Matt leaning over a woman in his bed, a woman that you recognized, but Karen wouldn't, a woman that you had hoped never to see again, a woman that had hurt Matt so badly.

Elektra.

"Matt?" Karen uttered, unsure if she was able to trust her own eyes.

"Karen?" Matt asked, unsure if he was able to trust his own ears. "What--what are you doing here?" He was very aware that what he was doing looked bad, and he was trying to grasp a way to explain it, but was coming up short.

"Nothing," she replied bitterly, choking up. "I'll see you at the office." She stormed out, not waiting to hear excuses.

"Karen, wait!" Matt called after her, but the door slammed shut.

"Way to go, Superstar," you congratulated him sarcastically.

And what do you think you'd understand
I'm a boy no, I'm a man
You can't take me and throw me away
And how can you learn what's never shown
Yeah you stand here on your own
They don't know me
Cause I'm not here

"What are you doing here, (Y/N)?" Matt asked.

"We were worried about you, so we came to check on you," you shrugged. "Guess you have your own little posse of vigilantes to look out for each other."