Thursday, February 23, 2012
Part Five
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It was 3bdallah........ Oh sh*t.
Khaled: "Oh my! I missed yoooooou!"
Shahad: "Yeah,mee too:) So, who is this?"
Khaled: "Yeah, forgot about that. He's 3bdallah, a friend of mine. So 3bdallah, this is Shahad. Shahad, this is 3bdallah."
3bdallah: "Tisharafna;)"
3bdallah winked and shaked my hands. I was shivering while holding his hands, I dont wan't to remmeber the past.
Khaled: "Can he come over with me to you place?"
Shahad: "Yeah sure."
IM HELLA SCARED RIGHT NOW. WHAT IF HE HITS ME? WHAT IF HE KILLS ME? I think I need to tell Khaled about the " 3bdallah " situation. I think he'll understand, not like how he reacted in my dreams. We walked over to my car, Khaled and 3bdallah got in. Khaled sat in the passenger seat and 3bdallah sat at the back. I switched the radio on while I drove. There was akward silence, until 3bdallah said: "Ha shloonich, Shahad?"
I ignored him. I don't wanna talk to him anymore.
Khaled: "Ha, Shahad, il 9bay yi7acheech."
I ignored him too. I dont want to talk if 3bdallah is here. Ba5ith ra7ty, mo kila 5ayfa.
Khaled: "Shahad."
I ignored him, AGAIN.
Khaled: "Kayfich, ma tabeen trdeen 3lay la trdeen. Bas i7saby ma3ach bil bayt."
Shahad: "Inshallah." I said that in a VERY VERY low voice. I don't want 3bdallah to hear my voice. I just hate him. After a couple of minutes wi9alana il bayt. I parked my car then said: "Tifa'9ilaw 7ayakom."
Khaled: "Ee 7ayak."
3bdallah: "Mashkooreen."
I nodded. Khaled took mifta7 il bayt miny and went inside. Khaled and 3bdallah sat at the couch, I was gonna run upstairs but then Khaled said: "Shahad, yala 3ad '9ayfay 3bdallah w jibay 39eer.
3bdallah: "La la, mashkoor mo mishtihy ashrab, 7ady shab3an min akil il 6ayara."
Khaled: "Shada3wa, min9ijy i5ith."
3bdallah: "La wallah wallah ma aby mashkooreen."
Khaled: "Kayfik 3ad."
I sat next to Khaled. (at the couch)
Khaled: "Shwaya bas baroo7 7amam."
3bdallah: "I5ith ra7tik, ana asoolif ma3a Shahad."
NOOOO!!! MY LIFE IS OFFICIALY OVER NOW:( I DON'T WANNA TALK TO HOM ANYMORE. I slowly moved to go upstairs but a hand grabbed me. Then I saw that it was 3bdallah's hand.
3bdallah: "La2, la troo7een Shahad. Wallah a7ibich....."
Khaled came running with a mad look on his face.. Oh no..
To be continued....
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