Late night fiction writing by Realtalewryter.. 02:23am
There once lived a boy who was tall, fair and dark haired. He had a passion for music, and playing different instruments. Including exotic pets such as a tarantula. He had big hands. He was good at decorating, fixing up his cars and motor cycle.
He met a girl at work one day and fell for her straight away.
The girl was petite, with short red ends and dark hair with an olive complexion.
The girl however was friendly yet withdrawn. Curious of him. As he was constantly always helping her out and being extremely kind. “Was he for real?” She thought to herself.
One day she needed help with a furniture item. One of the colleagues told her to ask him. Shyly, she did.
“What’s in it for me?” He asked.
“I’ll cook you dinner?” A peace offering she thought. Everyone likes food, right?!
Soon they became friends. He constantly asked her to meet up. She didn’t think much of it. She enjoyed his company and he enjoyed hers.
Then the company began to make redundancies. Sadly she was one which lost her job. It was a sad day for him. Not seeing her at work. They continued to keep in touch.
Watch dvds together, jam on guitars, recommend music to each other. He talked to her about his health, he was suffering from depression. He talked about his abusive childhood, his mother. Then his happier times with his father. She was very sad to hear about his past. He was more fragile than he was putting on.
Then one late evening, he texted her and told her he tried to commit suicide. It made her anxious and immediately she contacted him worried about his well being.
He wouldn’t reply to her calls. She asked him for his fathers or best friends contact number – in case it happened he felt like that again. He replied he would give it to her. Then another day he replied with anguish and accused her of being pushy.
She was sad. So she rang the Samaritans for advice. It was good advice and they told her she did the right thing. Trying to get his family details so she can contact them if anything happened to him.
Then he came out straight that he was fond of her and he wanted more.
Her reply was she liked his friendship and company. She didn’t want to be ‘friends with benefits’ – she’s not that sort of girl. If he wants something else, they should not be in contact.
At first he was ok about it and stopped talking to her. He felt rejected. She was sad she had lost a friend. But it’s his loss, if he didn’t think their friendship was worth having.
Then he contacted her again, to have the last word. He blocked her off all social networks.
She wasn’t bothered. His loss. She kept herself busy with travelling and work.
One night she was out with friends and received a late text from him.. One of the short “hey..” messages that you know means TROUBLE. A lonely male wanting female company.. 😡 She deleted it straight away.. Then her again some months later he messaged her, during the day, telling her he’s got a new job. She replied knowing that it was a very bad idea, congratulating him. He replied saying he’s happy and glad that she replied to his message. She responded “Really?” And asked when it was his last day.
She wished his good luck for his new job.
Then he replied telling her he’s really busy and has met a new person.
How bizarre! She thought. He contacted her to tell her -he’s now snatched up.
Special Person for a Special Guy.