is it over now? ;; matt sturniolo

xiv.

third person pov

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exile - taylor swift

❝ we always walked a very thin
line. you didn't even hear me
out.

you never gave a warning sign
(i gave so many signs) ❞

Matt's attention was consumed by the glowing screen of his phone as he mechanically spooned cereal into his mouth. Unbeknownst to him, Nick silently entered the kitchen, slipping by unnoticed.

"Morning" Nick's cheerful greeting abruptly jolted Matt out of his digital reverie. Startled, Matt swiveled his head towards Nick, his attention finally torn away from the captivating glow of his phone.

"Hey," Matt murmured, acknowledging Nick's presence with a subtle inclination of his head, while Nick proceeded to open the refrigerator, his actions unfolding in the background.

"Have you talked to Natalie yet?" Nick inquired, deftly retrieving the milk from the refrigerator before shutting its door. He then strolled over to the counter, carefully setting the milk down.

"Uh," Matt uttered softly, his voice barely audible as a deluge of memories from the heated argument inundated his mind.

The sound of Natalie's hand connecting with Matt's cheek reverberated throughout the stadium, or at least that's how it felt to him. In that moment, the world seemed to fall into silence as a searing sensation consumed his face.

Matt's lips gently pressed together, forming a taut line, as he contemplated the weight of his thoughts.

"Fuck you, sunshine," Matt declared, his voice resonating with a profound amalgamation of antipathy and despondency. While he distanced himself, their shoulders inadvertently collided, symbolizing an unspoken convergence of intricate emotions.

"Real mature, moon," Natalie whispered, her voice carrying a hint of secrecy, as if she believed her words would be lost in the wind.

But he couldn't help but catch the faint whisper of her words, resonating in the depth of his being.

"Matt?" Nick's voice filled with a hint of exasperation, his fingers snapping impatiently in front of Matt, while deftly placing the cereal down on the table.

"Oh, yeah, sorry," Matt mumbled, his mind snapping back to reality. "Uh, yeah... we talked," he stammered, his voice betraying his nervousness as he took a hesitant bite of his cereal.

"Uh huh," Nick uttered, a flicker of disbelief coloring his tone. "You argued, didn't you?" he pressed, as Matt simply nodded in confirmation.

"Whatever, bro," Matt retorted, his voice laced with a hint of nonchalance, as he rose from his seat and sauntered towards the sanctuary of his bedroom.

Matt stepped into the confines of his bedroom, gently closing the door behind him. Leaning against the door, he let out a heavy sigh, allowing the weight of the moment to press against his back and his thoughts.

His eyelids fluttered shut, a soft exhale escaping his lips in a sigh of resignation.

Matt's anger blazed like an uncontrollable inferno, consuming his every thought and emotion. The flames of his fury danced with an intensity that threatened to consume him whole.

Matt found himself entangled in a web of perplexity, his mind swirling with a myriad of questions.

Why did Natalie choose to vanish from his life without a trace? The act of ghosting, like a ghostly apparition that haunts his thoughts, left him grappling for answers.

Was it a sudden change of heart? A fear of vulnerability? Or perhaps there were hidden complexities at play, buried deep within the recesses of their relationship.

Matt's mind became a labyrinth of speculation, as he tried to decipher the motives behind Natalie's ghostly disappearance.

Natalie's actions, in his eyes, were not merely a slight, but a profound betrayal of trust. It was as if she had taken a sledgehammer to the foundation of their relationship, shattering the very core of their connection.

The weight of her selfishness pressed upon his soul, leaving him grappling with a torrent of conflicting emotions. How could someone he loved so deeply be capable of such thoughtlessness?

The questions swirled in his mind, each one a dagger, piercing his heart with a mix of anger, hurt, and confusion.

Matt knew that no matter how many other women he might encounter in his life, none would ever hold a candle to Natalie. She had imprinted herself upon his heart, leaving an indelible mark that no amount of time or distance could erase.

Matt was left grappling with an intricate tapestry of emotions as he pondered the reasons behind Natalie's departure. The enigma of her sudden exit tugged at the corners of his mind, urging him to unravel the complexities that lay beneath the surface.

Indeed, the situation became a tangled web of moral dilemmas, where the lines between right and wrong blurred into a complex tapestry of shared culpability.

While it is undeniable that Matt's act of infidelity was a betrayal of trust, it is equally important to acknowledge that Natalie's actions also played a role in the disintegration of their relationship.

Natalie's decision to abruptly vanish from Matt's life, like a phantom fading into the night, added an additional layer of intricacy to their already complex relationship. The act of ghosting, a silent departure without explanation or closure, left Matt grappling with a multitude of unanswered questions.

What was he supposed to do?

Despite the anger that simmered within him, a twinge of empathy tugged at his heartstrings.

While frustration and resentment loomed large, an undercurrent of compassion and understanding softened the edges of his anger.

The complexity of their dynamic deepened as the weight of their actions and reactions came into focus.

Matt's act of infidelity cannot be ignored, as it forms a crucial part of the intricate puzzle that is their relationship.

Furthermore, when Natalie attempted to communicate her own struggles and emotions, Matt's response, which seemed to invalidate her feelings, added another layer of complexity to their already delicate situation.

Matt hesitated for a brief moment, his pride warring against his curiosity, before finally mustering the courage to open Instagram.

matthew.sturniolo
hey

natalieblythe
what do you want, matthew

— 💌 a/n
not the government nameee 😨