Jacqueline|Francis
I want to know more about you. Considering we will be talking for long now, it's only fair, no?
Hello? You there?
J?
Go away.
What?
I said, go away! Go away, go away. You'll end up despising me like all the others. Go away go away go away go away.
I am not going away. You messaged me revealing about your phobia, and now I'm going to stick around for as long as I want.
Why do you care?
Lol. That's funny. You messaged me telling me not to leave. And you're asking me this? Strange. Very very strange.
I'm scared and lonely. I can't go out. I can't meet new people. My servant goes out to buy stuff for me. I have panic attacks. People out there call me as crazy and mad. Need I go on?
So? You may be different, but that doesn't mean that you're out of the world and extraordinary in a bad sense.
People have phobias, J. Tbh, I had a severe case of height phobia. I could not even go on my house balcony without creeping out like hell. But eventually I learned to embrace my fear and now I love to go to higher areas.
But I'm not you. And this isn't height phobia. It's much more. At least you could go out on your balcony. I can't even do that.
J, all these phobias have one thing in common.
What?
They're all up in our head. Take me for example. Whenever I went on higher areas, I used to end up thinking about things too much.
I'll fall down, the wind would knock me over, landslides, railing falling apart and whatnot. But none of these would've happened so easily. And all of it was in my head.
So you're trying to tell me that I am making up all these scenarios in my head. That I'm crazy, huh?
Not at all.
Stop it. Stop lying! Confess that you hate me. That you're talking to me only so that I don't end up having a mental breakdown again. TELL ME!
Calm down. You must not assume stuff like that. That's unhealthy for you. The more you over think, the more the situation gets worse.
Why're you so nice to me suddenly? You had literally nothing to do with me when I first messaged you.
I don't know. People can change their decisions. I decided to un-hate you as that'd be rude and disrespectful if I did keep the hatred inside. I'm not that bad. And besides, I told you that it'd be good to have a virtual friend.
So changing the topic, do you know french?
Yes of course I do. I live in France. Since I was four, like I mentioned earlier.
Right. Yeah. Forgot.
I've been trying to learn it and so far, I'm doing a great job.
Cool.
I was being sarcastic.
Oh. Right. So how much do you know? Say something in french.
J' apple Francis.
Lol. Apple? Really?
At least you didn't cheat and use google for it. It's Je m'appelle, btw. And ravi de vous rencontrer, Francis.
My bad, really. And yeah, I thought it would be better to be real than fake my french.
Nice of you.
And what does the last part mean? I really am shitty at this.
Nice to meet you, Francis.
At least you know my name now. I'd be happy to hear yours since I have told you mine, ya know.
No. No no no no no no no no.
OK, OK. I won't probe for it. Calm down. I'm sorry.
No, leave. Just go away!
J, stop. Calm down.
Please, get out of here! Go away! I don't want to talk to you. Just leave, please. GO!
Alright, I'll leave.
Bye :(
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PS: Slang messaging language will be used as they are texting and our both young adults.
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