Descending from the stairs at the same time as she does everyday, leaving that shell behind her for a minimal duration. A shell which for the other girls is an abode to all things personal; for her, its a gloom box where she hides during the day. On the way down, shes praying that the guy shes been crushing for a while isn’t on the stairs with that ‘skanky fair b**ch’ who he has chosen as his damsel.
Been brought up amidst fairytales and happy endings , she too dreams that one day that f*cker prince would come and free her from herself....she longs...
With eyes facing the earth, the very place which she loathes for reasons unknown to others, she walks towards the shopping complex, praying yet again for as less people to be there ; so she doesn’t have to socialise and answer awkward questions like how she would the attire of the hottest wh*re in the campus. That would leave her thinking about her own attire which is not even close to appealing for all the s*x-craved maniacs shes surrounded with. A simple top which wouldn’t reveal any secrets, pants which do not crave attention and an oil-drenched pony which is repulsive to most.
While no one is really bothered that she has entered the complex, her brain moulded in such a way as to believe that all eyes on her. The purpose fulfilled, the toothpaste bought, she decides to walk back as quickly as possible and choosing the longer way as she won’t really encounter anybody on the way .
As she crosses the lonely tract, a distant figure is walking towards her. A guy shes familiar with and hopes to ignore, however, he says hi and asks her if he can walk her back. She is hesitant but cant say much. A risk? She takes it.
‘i don’t even know the guy’ she thinks but then ‘what the heck, it doesn’t kill me does it?’
She didn’t think he’d be so sweet, talking about family and training, not something a regular guy would do. She could relate to the way he was talking, it was so familiar......it was the way she talks. They met again the next day, same place..coincidence? this continued for a few days when one fine day some random person saw them together and the hollow rumours spread.
This was what scared her, the gossip which she had been averting for sooooo long was now at her door, knocking louder than ever. He was still around but she decided to retreat to her shell again. The rumours faded the week after when some random sl*t was found being the hostel building with two guys.
She was broken, she feared this for a long time and did everything she could to avert it. The fairytale turned into a nightmare.
Now the only time she ever came out was to buy toothpaste.............
Does she not have a right to breathe?
nice :)
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