MaYa
Favoured Frenzy
The Unexpected Shelter - 1
She was exhausted, not from life, but from the endless cycle of virtual conversations that always began with sweetness and eventually dissolved into the same empty emotion called lust. Every time someone spoke kindly, she could already sense the intentions hidden between their words. Tired of this predictable pattern, she slowly stepped away from the chaos of the online world.
She hated the way some men looked at her only with physical desire. She hated the way she sometimes questioned her own worth. There were nights when she wondered if she was somehow not enough for someone to love sincerely.
Days passed. Loneliness crawled into her life quietly, then loudly enough to shake her. For a moment she even thought about returning to the place where everything had begun, the place that held all her past pain. But she pulled herself back. She knew going back would only reopen wounds that barely had time to heal.
One evening her phone lit up with a notification. A message from a boy she had never spoken to before. They had mutual friends but had never exchanged even a greeting.
He started with a simple, casual conversation. No hidden tone. No unnecessary sweetness. Just normal words that felt oddly comforting. They soon found out they were from the same place, and their conversations flowed easily.
For her, it was nothing serious. Just a time pass.
For him, it was a chance to talk to someone after a very long silence in his own life.
Days passed with small conversations here and there.But she never allowed herself to feel anything. Her past had taught her enough lessons. Most men started with kindness only to push the conversation toward something physical later. She refused to go through the same emotional breakdown after knowing what they exactly wanted.
Then came the day that broke her completely.
She discovered a truth so painful that it left her trembling and hollow inside. She felt shattered and alone with no one to turn to. As she sat inside her storm, her phone buzzed again. His message.
She felt irritated. She did not want to talk to anyone. But deep inside, a small part of her wished someone would just listen to her without expecting anything in return. She replied shortly, telling him she was not in the mood to talk.
He sensed something was wrong. Instead of stepping back like others usually did, he stayed. He gently checked on her and said he would be there if she wanted to open up. No pressure. No demands. Only a quiet reassurance that felt strangely new to her..
His patience felt unfamiliar. His tone felt too calm, too steady. She hesitated.
She was not ready to trust him.
She was not ready to lose him either.
That night she finally decided to reply. Not with the full truth but just enough to let him stay on the other side of the conversation. Just enough to leave the door slightly open. Before she could send her message, another text from him popped up.
A message that made her breath pause for a moment.
"I know you do not believe me right now. But you are not as alone as you think."
She stared at his words, confused. Somewhere between her broken silence and his mysterious certainty, something shifted.
A door opened inside her heart, quietly and unexpectedly. A door she never imagined she would walk through.
And without knowing it, she was standing at the beginning of a story that was about to change everything she thought she knew about him and about herself.
To be continued...
She hated the way some men looked at her only with physical desire. She hated the way she sometimes questioned her own worth. There were nights when she wondered if she was somehow not enough for someone to love sincerely.
Days passed. Loneliness crawled into her life quietly, then loudly enough to shake her. For a moment she even thought about returning to the place where everything had begun, the place that held all her past pain. But she pulled herself back. She knew going back would only reopen wounds that barely had time to heal.
One evening her phone lit up with a notification. A message from a boy she had never spoken to before. They had mutual friends but had never exchanged even a greeting.
He started with a simple, casual conversation. No hidden tone. No unnecessary sweetness. Just normal words that felt oddly comforting. They soon found out they were from the same place, and their conversations flowed easily.
For her, it was nothing serious. Just a time pass.
For him, it was a chance to talk to someone after a very long silence in his own life.
Days passed with small conversations here and there.But she never allowed herself to feel anything. Her past had taught her enough lessons. Most men started with kindness only to push the conversation toward something physical later. She refused to go through the same emotional breakdown after knowing what they exactly wanted.
Then came the day that broke her completely.
She discovered a truth so painful that it left her trembling and hollow inside. She felt shattered and alone with no one to turn to. As she sat inside her storm, her phone buzzed again. His message.
She felt irritated. She did not want to talk to anyone. But deep inside, a small part of her wished someone would just listen to her without expecting anything in return. She replied shortly, telling him she was not in the mood to talk.
He sensed something was wrong. Instead of stepping back like others usually did, he stayed. He gently checked on her and said he would be there if she wanted to open up. No pressure. No demands. Only a quiet reassurance that felt strangely new to her..
His patience felt unfamiliar. His tone felt too calm, too steady. She hesitated.
She was not ready to trust him.
She was not ready to lose him either.
That night she finally decided to reply. Not with the full truth but just enough to let him stay on the other side of the conversation. Just enough to leave the door slightly open. Before she could send her message, another text from him popped up.
A message that made her breath pause for a moment.
"I know you do not believe me right now. But you are not as alone as you think."
She stared at his words, confused. Somewhere between her broken silence and his mysterious certainty, something shifted.
A door opened inside her heart, quietly and unexpectedly. A door she never imagined she would walk through.
And without knowing it, she was standing at the beginning of a story that was about to change everything she thought she knew about him and about herself.
To be continued...
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