Expressionless, she layed on her bedroom floor. She no longer had tears to cry, or breaths to heave. She only wanted him. Just to see him. None of it made any sense. He was supposed to be nothing to her, his reputation throughout the city was disgusting, and she had every loved one she’d ever known telling her to just stay away from him.
Yet, there she was, alone, missing him. It was like an accident.

Some sad classical piano was playing through her stereo, but through the music she heard the faint sound of a car door. Her eyes shot open.