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13.

she had seen his interview on tv.
even though he didn't belong to her, he did. they both knew it but were both too stubborn to say it.

she wanted him back, she couldn't stand to think about another girl underneath him. she belonged underneath him.

they both knew that much.

so she did what any logical person would do.

she took a taxi to his house.
waiting on him to open the door was torture, she thought about leaving. but then who would she be.

he opened the door and she felt a rush of deja vu. too similar. would she find scratches this time too.

but her eyes were met with a tired, drunk matthew. and she knew she was the cause.

"matthew."

"corine."

neither of them could breathe, and that's what kept them on each other's minds.

the pure rush they got when they saw each others face.

how did they get so far from where they started?