Lost In You

Chapter 11 - You Got My Attention.

⚠️ WARNING FROM MEOWINGHAM : NOT SAFE FOR WORK. EXPLICIT SCENES COMING.

Neung

A few days after the trip, Sam and Mon came over to my place for dinner. Auntie Nim had prepared a feast, but my mind was far from the food. I picked at my plate absentmindedly, pushing rice around with my fork.

"Khun Neung, what's going on in that head of yours?" Khun Sam asked, watching me carefully as she bit into a piece of grilled fish.

I blinked, realising I had been staring into space. "Oh, nothing. Just thinking about some... things." My voice trailed off, betraying the restlessness that had been gnawing at me for days.

"Your face tells me otherwise," she said, narrowing her eyes. "What's troubling you?"

I hesitated. 

"Should I confide in her? "

Among our family, Sam had always been the one who understood relationships best, especially considering everything she and Mon had gone through to be together. They'd weathered their own storms, navigating a same-sex relationship while balancing societal expectations and family pressures. If anyone could offer advice, it was Sam.

Clearing my throat, I finally decided to open up. 

"Tuo Lek, Mon," I addressed both of them. 

"I have a friend who's in a... complicated situation. She's seeing someone younger, about six years apart. They've been close, even intimate, but my friend—being the older one—hasn't wanted to put a label on things. It was fine at first, but recently, there's been tension."

"How so?" Mon asked, curiosity sparking in her eyes.

"My friend met up with someone from her past, just casually, but she didn't tell the younger woman. When she found out, things got... bad. The younger one's been ignoring her ever since, throwing tantrums, refusing to talk it out." I paused, unsure how to phrase the next part without sounding too desperate. 

"What should my friend do?"

Sam and Mon exchanged a glance, their expressions thoughtful as they digested the situation.

Mon was the first to speak. "It sounds like your friend and the younger woman were in an 'exclusive' but undefined relationship. That's where things get tricky—'exclusive' without a proper label."

"'Exclusive'? As in... a relationship without calling it that?" I furrowed my brow, surprised by the terminology.

"Exactly," Mon continued. "It's like being in a relationship, but without saying the actual words. It's more about the actions—spending time together, being intimate. But that vagueness can create misunderstandings."

Sam leaned forward. "Has your friend always been independent?" she asked, trying to understand more.

I nodded. "Yes, very much so."

"That might explain a lot," Sam replied. "If she's used to being on her own, she might not see why she has to account for every detail of her life. But to the younger woman, it might feel like a betrayal, even if they never officially defined their relationship. Emotions don't always follow logic."

The truth of Sam's words hit me hard. 

Aneung had been so upset, and at the time, I couldn't understand why. But now, everything was becoming clearer. It wasn't just about the meetup—it was about feeling betrayed, about the unspoken commitment she thought we had.

"What should my friend do now?" I asked, my voice quieter than before. "If she tries to talk, but the younger one keeps ignoring her?"

"She'll have to try harder," Mon said softly, offering a reassuring smile. "If she really cares, she'll find a way to break through. But first, she needs to figure out how much she values this relationship. Is she willing to fight for it?"