Sometimes, the fear of being alone gets too much, that even if they treat you badly, you won't leave them...
...instead, you will behave in a manner they want you to, you'll do what they want you to do, you'll try your best to not get them mad at you or pissed at you.
Everything you do, will be to please them, and the funniest part is, you'll be completely oblivious to the fact.
And the same happened with me. After I realised that she was ignoring me because of the poster, I got scared.
She was an old student, everybody was friends with her already.
And it's obvious, if she stopped talking to me, everyone else would have, too.So, I did what a desperate person would do. I started giving her more importance, tried my hardest to keep her from being upset with me, to please her in the best way possible.
Gradually, I started doing whatever she said.
I used to do her homework, along with mine. She would talk with other friends and at the same time, I'd be doing her homework and missing out on all the fun and laughter.It kept going on like this for a while. And that became a habit and not just about homework, about everything else.
But obviously, everyone has a limit. I did too. And then one day, I snapped. She told me to do her homework and I denied, not just denied, I told her, "I'm not your servant who'll do your every work"
She might have been surprised, I don't really know. And I think that was our first fight.
After that, it was just normal routine with some girls on her side and maybe one or two on mine. I was good with them. Then we went on a trip, came back and all.
One day, Ms. Brown got to know about this and she called us. She was a nice teacher and took a good care of everyone, professionally and personally.She asked us what happened and I told her that I denied to do her homework and about the servant statement as well. She took a minute and said, "It's OK, it happens. We get tired of doing someone's bidding. It's natural"
We didn't get to finish our talk with her, she was called by someone, but on her way out she advised us to be friends again. And that's what we did.
And that day, Vickie's behavior was totally opposite to her basic nature.
She has always been dominating in nature, like she has to have all the attention. She would tell somebody to do something and they have to do it.If not, then she will be subtly ignoring them, or making them feel inferior and unimportant.
But that day, she was kind of submissive. I was talking to girls about something and laughing as usual. And instead of demanding that we give her all the attention, she silently watched and asked what we were talking about and laughed with us.
That was when I thought she had changed. I was so naive that I didn't know it takes years for people to change and sometimes, they don't even change even after many many years.
I believed that she changed for good, and so, I started talking to her and everything became good again.
Soon it was her birthday and everyone was excited about that.____________
Just after a couple of days, I started noticing changes in her again. She was back to being her own self, demanding and dominating. But I didn't think of it much. I was okay.
Or so I thought.
As the days passed, I got closer to other girls as well. I got to know them much better and we started spending time together. There was a girl, Ricky. She was too good in sports. And a very good friend too. Her best friend was Sarah. Sarah was more of a tomboy kind of girl.
Sarah was a funny and witty person. There was never a dull moment with her and Ricky. And maybe that's why they were best friends. Both of them loved sports and boyish activities.
They were not those typical girlish girls, who love to just sit and talk. And that's what I loved about them so much.
We all used to sit together for lunch and gradually we became very good friends.
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Once, I invited Vickie at my house to study. She came but only for a little time.
I don't know what was wrong with her but whenever I used to invite her, she would either deny or if she came, it would only be for an hour or so.She always tried to get me to be at her place. And would force me to stay for a long time. I went to her house for almost everything, whether to hangout, to study or for any other purpose.
She always behaved as if my house was on fire and she had to get out as soon as possible.
She once said to me, "Are your siblings crazy?" Like literally, she asked in that weirdly odd tone that clearly stated she did not like them.
And me being awfully stupid, I didn't defend them. I did nothing.
Even my mother noticed her strange behavior and asked me about it. I had no answer.
My mother always said, "She is a clever girl. You are the one who is always helping her, doing her work. She never comes to our house. Why are you being her puppet?"
Earlier, I used to ignore her and never paid any attention to her.
But when I noticed it myself, I started thinking about it too. My mother told me not to go to her house anymore. Only if it's an emergency.
And I agreed with her.
I went to her birthday party without any gift, ( I didn't get a chance to buy it). We did enjoy there.
The next day, I got her a beautiful photo frame as a gift, and just like her, I didn't get in her house. I just handed over the gift and came back.
After that, when I invited her to my place for my birthday, she did come, with a show piece as a gift. It felt like a formality, if I gave her a gift, she had to return the favor.
And she didn't even want to come inside. Not even for cake cutting.
Everyone, including my mother had to force her to come inside and have something to eat. She was just standing there with a sullen face. I saw it in the video.
And then after 10 minutes, she gave me the gift and went back.
It really pinched me.
I celebrated her birthday with her, where all her relatives, and family members were there. Her uncle, aunt, cousins, parents, everybody was there.
But when it came to me, she couldn't even stay for an hour.
That was when I decided, not to involve our families into any of it.
I stopped going to her house for any purpose.
And as for her, she might have been happy not visiting my house.It was limited to school only.
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