"It wasn't about love." She said driving fast through the streets of New York. She neared the outskirts of town and was coming up on the hotel. "This wasn't about them loving each other, this was control." She said angrily. She began to speed up as she got off the main road and onto the one with only two lanes. "Ten years, ten fucking years of this and they all thought it was love. It wasn't love. This was a game. It was loyalty ties and alliances. He stayed with her to own something. She stayed with him to hold on to something. If they would've opened their eyes, they would've seen it." She said and turned at a curve in the road.
"And he had to take Lyndsey? And he had to have Greg. Everyone, he had to have everyone!" She yelled and began to pick up speed again. "It had to be me. I had to be the one here. It was always me stuck in places I shouldn't be. I'm done with it!" She yelled. Headlights flashed in front of her. Then it was black.
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ActionMeredith works for a druglord named Julien who has an unhealthy obsession with her. Five years after the death of her girlfriend, ten years of Julien's reign, she decides that she's done. The italics are memories, in case you don't pick up on that...
