savetheinnocent:
karen couldn’t help her gaze lock on his face, specifically on his eyes as he spoke. she knew he couldn’t see her, but she felt like for a moment that he almost felt exactly like her in this awkward scenario. “hi matt.” she spoke, hesitant but still filled with the care she had for matt in the end of the day. she wasn’t sure how she was going to go about this, now facing the fact that matt murdock was in this town, and that he was probably near by this place. not only that, but that meant he was near by her new place.
was this fate? destiny? is this what it was supposed to be? meant to always encounter this person for the rest of your life no matter how much you didn’t want to? she just wanted to get over things at this point, start over and maybe begin a new life that didn’t revolve the dramatics of her life previous when she was being framed for murder. was she ready for that now? no, but she was willing to give them the chance to just know each other’s existance in the same town for now. “you remember me?” she jokingly asked, trying her most to keep a light-hearted conversation in the moment since they could hardly be serious in front of all these people in the street.
he could feel her gaze on him. he couldn’t see it, but he could feel it, and goosebumps raised on the backs of his arms—thank god he was still wearing his suit from trial earlier that day, otherwise he would have been far too easy to read. he was always easy to read, anyway, easy to her. she had him figured out far too early and that had scared matt. it made him push her away. it made him go across the country and barely say a word of goodbye. matt was good at a few things, and one of those was running.
she deserved better than that, which was why matt wasn’t going to let himself get swept up in her again. he knew that if he allowed himself to let go of even a tiny fraction of the extreme control he exerted over every single part of his life, he was going to fall into her orbit and most likely drag her down with him, and she didn’t need to be involved in his messy, ridiculous life. everything he touched turned to poison, he was sure of it. the last thing he wanted was for karen to be poisoned, too. he huffed out a laugh. “i know, i should have called,” he said. “i’ve had my hands full here, though, you can’t entirely blame me.”












