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Chapter Eleven.

Matt Saracen pulled up a couple houses down from the Taylor's house so he wouldn't be seen. He had been drinking. Not too many beers, but enough to know that he wasn't thinking clearly. It was around midnight and he knew that he had to make his move quickly and quietly. He just couldn't manage to get himself to move. It's almost as if his hands were glued to the steering wheel and he debated whether or not he should even do what he was about to do.

He forcefully closed his eyes thinking of himself punching Riggins. He could have finished him. Matt actually enjoyed seeing Riggins in pain for once. Usually Riggins is the one that caused all the pain. It's about time he got a taste of his own medicine, Saracen thought. Matt scoffed rolling his eyes at the thought.

He looked again at the house that his ex-girlfriend lived in. He couldn't help but think that maybe he could still be in love with her. They haven't spoken in months. Every time they even looked at each other it made things awkward. To him, Julie has changed. She's obviously changed if Riggins slept with her. What was she thinking? Matt couldn't believe her. How could she do this to him?

Matt took the keys out of the ignition and grabbed the sign from the back of his car. He felt the need to do this. Drunk or not, he needed to make his point known. He stormed out of his car and ran up to the grassy lawn of his coach's house putting his hoodie on so he wouldn't be seen. Quickly, he stabbed the sign into the lawn along with all the other 'For Sale' signs. He stepped back taking a good look at it.

He read the sign out loud, "Julie Taylor is a slut."

As the words spilled out of his mouth he heard a door slam. His eyes were wide as he turned trying to hide himself with the hood. It was Julie. He had to get out of there. Saracen didn't think that he would be caught and especially not by Julie herself. "Hey you!" Matt heard her precious voice. But that precious voice was angry and he had to get out of there. He started to run but then he remembered that she would see the sign. He almost ran back he knew she would run after him and see who he was. So he had to keep running.

He ran all the way to his car and got in quickly trying not to be seen. He could see the Taylor's yard from his window. He narrowed his eyes trying to get a good look. Julie had fallen to her knees. She was crying. Seeing her cry started to make Matt tear up himself. He didn't have any intention of hurting her. He never intended it to be like this at all. Matt was just angry at Tim. But he took out his drunken anger on poor Julie Taylor – his ex-girlfriend, whom he still loved.

Julie was on her knees looking at the cruel sign on her front lawn. She thought, what sick bastard would do this? There was a great big knot in her throat and she was beginning to feel the tears coming down her cheeks. She tried hiding them by covering her face with her hands.

Tyra had gotten out of the car and bent down next to Julie. "I'm getting rid of this Jules, don't you worry about it." With that, she stood up and yanked the sign out of the lawn and threw it in the back of her truck. "I can have a nice bonfire with this." She chucked to herself, walking back over to Julie helping her up on her feet. "Get inside and get a good night sleep. Ya hear me? Don't talk to Tim. Just forget about it. Take a bath if you need to. Do whatever you need to do to relax."

Julie nodded agreeing with her. "Yeah, you're right." She sniffed wiping away the tears. She made eye contact with Tyra and pulled her into a big embrace. "Thank you, Tyra."

"No problem, girl. Now get in there. I'll see you Monday. If ya need anything, just call." Tyra patted Julie on the shoulder and got into her car leaving.

Julie walked into her home quietly trying not to disturb anyone. What she expected was quietness in her home and for no one to be awake. But it was the exact opposite. When she walked through the door she heard yelling coming from down the hall from her parent's room. All the lights were on, too. This was definitely not what Julie wanted right now.

She ignored the yelling – it would be over soon – and walked further into the house and trying to hide the fact that she had just been crying. Julie walked by the living room and saw Tim sitting with his face in his hands. Julie did her best to get passed him without being seen or heard by him, but she was unsuccessful.

"Taylor, is that you?" She heard Tim's familiar raspy voice from behind her.

She paused in the hall and turned around with a fake smile. "Yeah," she sighed walking closer to him. "It's me."

"Ya, um, I think it's time that I go," he sighed.

"Wait, do you mean that you're leaving?" Julie's eyebrows rose. "I don't understand. What happened?"

Julie sat down next to him on the couch worried. Tim tried his best not to make eye contact. "I got drunk and-"

She cut him off. "Tim you're always drunk."

He rephrased his words. "I got really drunk. I did a lot of things that I probably shouldn't have done."

"What did you do?" She wondered if she even wanted to hear him say it.

Tim took a long deep breath shaking his head. "There was a fight. It was in the locker room after the game. I showed up, even though I wasn't supposed to. And that's that."

"No, Tim. Tell me what happened," Julie demanded.

"Saracen. He punched me. So I fought back."

Julie shook her head not believing it. Her ex-boyfriend throwing a punch? It wasn't like Matt at all. Matt was the calm, patient, and good guy. Not the guy that threw punches around whenever he pleased. Julie Taylor did not understand. Was Matt even the same guy since their relationship? "I can't believe it."

"Believe it 'cause it happened." Tim shrugged.

"So you are just going to leave?"

He chuckled and stood up angrily. "You know what? I don't even know. If I leave, where do I go? Billy doesn't want me! You don't want me! Your mom doesn't like me! And Coach obviously wants me the hell out of here!"

Tim was raising her voice at her and she stood up stepping back from him. "Well then that's your problem. Maybe you should have thought of that before you got completely wasted!"

"Oh that's my problem? I'm sorry Taylor but if you didn't know this already, I always am! You obviously do not know me! You don't know where I'm from! You don't know what I've been through! You don't understand my life! I've got some major issues and you do not want to get into it."

Julie rolled her eyes. "Oh you think you're going through a tough time? Is this how you handle your 'tough times'? Sleeping with innocent girls and not even giving a damn about what they think? You have no idea what I've gone through this week! You have no fucking idea! I was just in yard crying my eyes out because there was a sign that said 'Julie Taylor is a slut.' And I have no clue why some cruel person could do that to me." Tim was silent. "You have no idea what I have been dealing with. I had a good reputation you know. Until this last week! Guess what! I'm the school slut now! Isn't that just dandy? I went from being the perfect little Coach's daughter that dated the cute, sweet, and innocent quarterback to the school slut that is fooling around with Tim Riggins." Riggins rolled his eyes looking away from her. "Next time you want to say how bad your life is… think about what you've done to cause other people's lives miserable." He couldn't even think of a decent reply to say her. All he did was ignore her. Julie was ashamed in him. After all they've been through in the past week and he decides to go out on her now. She shook her head in shame. "Go home, Tim."

"Go home? Tell something, Julie. Where is home?"

Her shame turned in to guilt. That guilt turned into feeling sorry for him. She felt bad from telling him to go home but in her head she still felt like she meant it. She didn't want to see him anymore. Even though they had made up, it still didn't change things or made them better. Seeing him in her own home just reminded Julie that he took advantage of her and she hated him so much for that.

But Julie stayed quiet and looked at everything in the room except for him when she could feel his eyes burning into her skin. She fought the urge to make eye contact. Tim sneered. "I've heard enough. I'll go now." He grabbed his bag of things and he started towards the door.

Julie felt terribly guilty. She knew that he was the reason he was leaving. But she also knew that she was the only reason that he was staying. It was all for her. Julie grunted second guessing what she was about to do, but she didn't want Tim to leave no matter how much drama he stirred up. She couldn't just let him go without letting her know how she actually felt. She had to show him that possibly things could change and that if he proved it, he would be able to stay.

Tim was already outside while Julie stood thinking. But she had made her final decision. She dropped her bag and ran out the door. She was too late though. Tim's black Chevy Silverado was pulling out of the driveway. "No!" She screamed. She ran further up to the end of the sidewalk. "Tim, come back!"

In his rearview mirror, Tim could see the young Julie Taylor running after him. In that brief second he began to think:

He's leaving because he has to. There is no going back for Tim Riggins. It's not what he does. He won't go back to Billy's. He can't go back to the Taylor's and he most certainly will not go back to that insane drug dealer's home. Where did Tim Riggins belong anyway? He didn't belong anywhere. Where ever he was at the moment was the place that he stayed. There was no looking back for him.

But when he looked back in his rearview mirror and saw Julie running, he felt needed. Feeling needed was something Riggins never felt. The thought of it put a slight smirk to his face as much as he didn't want to.

Julie Taylor needed him. And God Damnit, he needed Julie Taylor, too.

He pressed on the break and put the car into park in the middle of the street. There were no cars that would mind. It was one o'clock in the morning and no one was out. Tim Riggins stepped out of the vehicle and walked towards Julie who was still running further down the street. As they became closer they began to pick up the pace and Julie leaped into his arms into a tight embrace.

Riggins let her down on her feet and they pulled apart. Julie had the cheesiest grin on her lips – lips that Tim could not take his eyes off. He smirked lifting up Julie's chin and pulling her towards him. Their lips met in a hot, sizzling, romantic kiss. Tim's hands caressed Julie's waist as he pulled her closer to his body. He gave her a kiss that she would always remember and never forget.

They pulled apart grinning at each other. "See, I knew that you wouldn't leave," Julie joked.

Tim chuckled rolling his eyes playfully before pulling her in for another kiss. "Oh, shut up, Taylor."

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