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IDENTITY WEINICH!! :(
E7ebny? Ha shloun? i was confused, ashkara chithb ya3ny it cant get more obvious than that!
"W..w..what?" i still didnt process what was going on and im a very slow analyzer.
"Noora, sima3tene?" No sherlock, i was just shocked for no reason! obviously i heard! "Agoulech a7bech"
"You dont know me" i gave him an evil glare and i could feel his eyes burning through me, he got mad! Shako he gets mad?! he doesnt know me!
"Mbela Noora i DO know you. i know more about you than you know."
"What do you want? Shako Barrak in this? TAKE ME HOME!" i broke out into tears. here i was, in the middle of a strange shalaih with a strange man telling me he loves me.
"Noora, Barrak is my friend. a very good friend. I was with him in chillis that night. I was the one who fell for you, i was the one who got your number, not him. he took your number from me and removed it off my phone. I forgave him and let it go. Then your birthday came along and i got you the range rover. he came to me, complaining about not knowing what to get you so i gave him my present. Noora, do you see how much i love you? i let you believe all that just because i knew he made you happy." he said a lot more but i zoned out. what the hell is wrong with this guy?
"Listen, Talal or whatever your name is. Barrak got me my range rover and did all that other stuff you just lied about. I have no idea what you want from me, but I want to go home. Please."
"IM NOT FINISHED" he screamed and pushed me so hard to the point where i flew off the couch and onto the floor. i cried. silently. tears just raced down my cheeks. "Khara. Noora im so sorry, just let me finish" he came reaching for my hand but i crawled to the corner and he just sat back down.
"I know everything about you, ive loved you since the first time i laid eyes on you, when you were, i believe, 13."
13? what? is he crazy? "are you crazy?" i cant believe i asked him that out loud
"SIM3AY LEMA ANA ATKALAM YOU SHUT UP" wegoul he loves me? shal 7ub hatha? maynoun maynoun!!
"I used to be your neighbor but i moved away. You were 13 and i was 17 and i would just watch you through my window and into yours. You never closed your shutters or your curtains so i could always have a clear view of you"
CREEPY! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS GUY!
"Noora, when i moved away, i would drive by your house every single day just so i could see you atleast once." my eyes were coming out of my head. hes so scary. he stalks me! what the hell? what the hell?
"I needed to get closer to you so i made Barrak get to know you. I never thought you would be the kind of girl to date a guy, but i was wrong, and 6i7tai min 3einy." Why is he talking to me like hes my father!
"Talal"
"ANA SHGILTLICH?! MA GILTLICH WHEN I TALK YOU SHUT UP?!" and i started crying again.
"Noora. I became friends with Fahad, ukhoch and a3arf ubooch"
So what? shyabe?
"Either you stop talking to Barrak completely or im going to call your father and brother and let them know about the little hand job their daughter gave a certain guy"
Monday, December 14, 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
22a
please comment :(
What was he going to do to me?
A9lan, who the hell was he? i was too frightened to turn around and check and too confused to clearly hear the voice and analyze who it belonged to.
"Noora?"
Oh, so it wasnt a mistake? i wasnt just taken by a stranger but by someone who knows me?
I couldnt answer. I honestly was way too scared. Imagine being in a strange place, basically "kidnapped", and needing to pee.
"Noora. LOOK AT ME WHEN I AM TALKING TO YOU" the guy was obviously pissed off so i turned around
You are all probably assuming that it was Barrak, but surprisingly, it wasnt. it was a guy i had never laid eyes on before.
He was tall, scrawny looking, white, had surfer boy brown hair, and big hazel eyes. He was dressed in the typical abercrombie white training pants, which seemed rather dirty. and a red abercrombie sweater.
You know the type of guys that look dirty? Like they havent showered in 10 years or have just been in a fight? Thats how he looked. He looked as if someone had pushed him in the dirt and made him roll over like a pig in mud. He was filthy. His eyes were all red like he had either been smoking up or hasnt slept for ages.
I looked at him.
"Noora, ana ismy Talal." Um okay thank you for the unneeded information. WHY AM I HERE? i wanted to scream out to him but i was shaking. "Lat khafeen" he told me like it was easy to not be scared at a time like this.
"Noora, ana rifeej Barrak" he looked me dead in the eye when he said that. i got chills and i didnt know why.
"why am i here?" my voice was so quiet and, trust me, i am in no way a quiet person, so this was a major shock. i dont think he heard me because he ignored my question and went on.
"Noora, it7ebena?" why dpes he keep saying my name? why is he so scary? my eyes began to swell with tears but they didnt fall, i didnt let them.
i nodded my head.
he looked me straight in the eye and took his finger and wiped the tears that were on the edge of my eyelids and about to fall.
"Bas Noora, ana a7bech"
What was he going to do to me?
A9lan, who the hell was he? i was too frightened to turn around and check and too confused to clearly hear the voice and analyze who it belonged to.
"Noora?"
Oh, so it wasnt a mistake? i wasnt just taken by a stranger but by someone who knows me?
I couldnt answer. I honestly was way too scared. Imagine being in a strange place, basically "kidnapped", and needing to pee.
"Noora. LOOK AT ME WHEN I AM TALKING TO YOU" the guy was obviously pissed off so i turned around
You are all probably assuming that it was Barrak, but surprisingly, it wasnt. it was a guy i had never laid eyes on before.
He was tall, scrawny looking, white, had surfer boy brown hair, and big hazel eyes. He was dressed in the typical abercrombie white training pants, which seemed rather dirty. and a red abercrombie sweater.
You know the type of guys that look dirty? Like they havent showered in 10 years or have just been in a fight? Thats how he looked. He looked as if someone had pushed him in the dirt and made him roll over like a pig in mud. He was filthy. His eyes were all red like he had either been smoking up or hasnt slept for ages.
I looked at him.
"Noora, ana ismy Talal." Um okay thank you for the unneeded information. WHY AM I HERE? i wanted to scream out to him but i was shaking. "Lat khafeen" he told me like it was easy to not be scared at a time like this.
"Noora, ana rifeej Barrak" he looked me dead in the eye when he said that. i got chills and i didnt know why.
"why am i here?" my voice was so quiet and, trust me, i am in no way a quiet person, so this was a major shock. i dont think he heard me because he ignored my question and went on.
"Noora, it7ebena?" why dpes he keep saying my name? why is he so scary? my eyes began to swell with tears but they didnt fall, i didnt let them.
i nodded my head.
he looked me straight in the eye and took his finger and wiped the tears that were on the edge of my eyelids and about to fall.
"Bas Noora, ana a7bech"
Monday, December 7, 2009
21 b
Im sorry 7abaybe, uni is making me hallucinate i barely have time to sleep
Barrak beat him up. No, excuse me, Barrak used a bat to beat him up. a BAT! WEIN GA3DEEN?
i felt so guilty, maskeen 7amoud, all he wanted was to make me happy and look where it got him.
i needed help. i needed to get away from Barrak because if he could hurt my friend so badly, what could he do to me?
I decided to change my number and just leave Barrak in the past.
No, i am not a bitch for doing that. I did love him, i adored him and basically put him above everyone else but he crossed the line.
I drove to some random phone shop and bought a new number. Although it was what i wanted, i somewhat felt frightened, like something bad was going to come from this. Could i have been stupider? I bought it under my name.
I didnt leave the house for a few days, i was scared. looking back at it all, i had a right to be scared.
The day i went out was to go to school, i was getting into my range and faj2a i felt a hand dragging me and i lost consciousness.
Yes, it was that bad. I have no idea how i passed out or anything but when i woke up i was in a shalaih. it was pure white. EVERYTHING was white and strictly modern. there was just one painting that was blood red. i looked around me and i found no one. i looked for my purse, my phone, something, there wasnt anything of mine around me except for the clothes on me.
i looked around the shalaih and there wasnt a phone or any form of technology anywhere. i started to cry.
(You guys, this was a very scary part of my life and looking back at it, im actually beginning to shiver. nobody knows about this except for 7amoud, so please bare with me because its a part of my past that i never thought i would look back on)
By night time, i heard a car park outside and i was scared. i could have easily peed in my pants. there was nothing to hide behind or under or anything, i was just there, on the couch, where whoever put me there left me.
He came in from behind me so i couldnt see his face and i didnt dare to turn around and look.
"Ahlain" he said with an evil smirk obviously creeping up on his face.
What was going to happen to me?
Barrak beat him up. No, excuse me, Barrak used a bat to beat him up. a BAT! WEIN GA3DEEN?
i felt so guilty, maskeen 7amoud, all he wanted was to make me happy and look where it got him.
i needed help. i needed to get away from Barrak because if he could hurt my friend so badly, what could he do to me?
I decided to change my number and just leave Barrak in the past.
No, i am not a bitch for doing that. I did love him, i adored him and basically put him above everyone else but he crossed the line.
I drove to some random phone shop and bought a new number. Although it was what i wanted, i somewhat felt frightened, like something bad was going to come from this. Could i have been stupider? I bought it under my name.
I didnt leave the house for a few days, i was scared. looking back at it all, i had a right to be scared.
The day i went out was to go to school, i was getting into my range and faj2a i felt a hand dragging me and i lost consciousness.
Yes, it was that bad. I have no idea how i passed out or anything but when i woke up i was in a shalaih. it was pure white. EVERYTHING was white and strictly modern. there was just one painting that was blood red. i looked around me and i found no one. i looked for my purse, my phone, something, there wasnt anything of mine around me except for the clothes on me.
i looked around the shalaih and there wasnt a phone or any form of technology anywhere. i started to cry.
(You guys, this was a very scary part of my life and looking back at it, im actually beginning to shiver. nobody knows about this except for 7amoud, so please bare with me because its a part of my past that i never thought i would look back on)
By night time, i heard a car park outside and i was scared. i could have easily peed in my pants. there was nothing to hide behind or under or anything, i was just there, on the couch, where whoever put me there left me.
He came in from behind me so i couldnt see his face and i didnt dare to turn around and look.
"Ahlain" he said with an evil smirk obviously creeping up on his face.
What was going to happen to me?
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