Cw: referenced cheating, panic attacks
Just a heads up, this fic is not villainizing Jordelia, it's just from Matthew's pov and he is going THROUGH IT-
Song fic to skin by sabrina <3
Maybe we could've been friends
"Matthew, how could you?" Cordelia voice wavered with anger.
If I met you in another life
He finally dared to look up at her, her eyes red and rimming with tears-
Her eyes, her beautiful, brown eyes
-filled with hate and disgust.
Maybe then we could pretend
"I-" Matthew could barely breathe. "I just thought-"
"You knew how I felt! You knew my love for him wasn't fake!"
There's no gravity in the words we write
"I thought you had moved on!" His voice cracked with emotion.
"So you sent him that letter? Telling him where I- where we are? So you could what, take him from me? Hurt me!" Cordelia hardly ever screamed, and yet here she was, screaming at him for ruining everything.
"What is it with you- you blond husband snatchers and your need to kiss my husband!" Her hands went into her hair-
-and tugged like she was trying to rip out her love for James so she wouldn't feel so upset.
Maybe blond was the only rhyme
"Daisy." James finally decided to speak. "Matthew isn't trying to steal me from you."
"Oh just like how Grace isn't evil?" She snapped. "How these-" Cordelia looked like she was trying to find a word that James would know, would understand her anger. "-Sirens don't have you trapped under their spell?"
"I am not-" James closed his eyes in frustration and then took a deep breath. He cupped her face in his hands-
-and pressed his forehead against hers. "I am not under anyone's spell, not anymore. You are my wife, Daisy, and no one can replace you. Ever. You're my best friend, my other half for the rest of my life."
Matthew felt like all the air in the room was gone, he couldn't breathe.
It was all his fault, Cordelia and James hate him now. He just got lucky that James didn't end their friendship when he saw him kiss her back in Paris last year, but that luck wasn't here now.
Want my heart to be breaking
They kissed. They kissed as if Matthew wasn't even there. As if James hadn't just kissed him in the kitchen so casually.
As if Cordelia hadn't just screamed that Matthew was some temptress, that he was just like Grace.
"I'm going to go home." Matthew whispered, silently walking towards the front door. The other two didn't even notice as he left the flat.
I'm happy and you hate it
The evening had started off so well. Cordelia was upset about Grace and James still being friends after everything, but running away to Matthew's instead of to Paris.
Matthew sent a fire message to James, letting him know she was fine and just a little upset. James had rushed there, kissing Cordelia in apology.
He thanked Matthew for writing him, and asked if he could make him dinner as a sorry for involving him in their drama once more.
Cordelia had gone to rest in the living room, feeling fatigued. James pulled Matthew into the kitchen where he had started cooking, and told him that he and Cordelia had started trying for a baby. And that it was the most likely reason for her erratic behavior.
His smile was so pretty, Matthew's favorite thing.
-on his face the whole time he was cooking. The two joked and laughed, before James asked him to taste the food, wooden spoon held out to him.
And I'm not asking you to let it go
Matthews lips closed around the spoon, before quickly pulling back and fanning his mouth.
"You forgot to blow on it, Math!" James laughed, bending in half as Matthew moved around the tiny space.
"You're such a prick!" The blond joined in on the laughter.
James stood back up, a wide grin still on his face. "Come here."
But you've been telling your side
He always came when James called, always.
-and James cupped his cheeks the way he had cupped Cordelia's when he first arrived.
"Well I don't see any blisters so you'll be just fine."
James then pecked his lips, before stepping back to the stove.
Matthew stood there frozen, his eyes locking onto Cordelia's. Her once soft and kind eyes were now filled with hurt.
I wrote this after writing an oscar's ghostwriter fic with sabrina's because i liked a boy...so idk how to feel about it but here it is sooooo
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