"Shatha ?" I opened my eyes to see her beside me, crying. "Shatha shfeech ? sh9ayer ?" but she didnt reply. "Shatha goomai, gooli shay, shatha shu mestweebch ?" I started shaking her, then she jumped off the bed and looked at me saying "ent 7mar, i dont want you anymore, i dont want you i dont want you" then Aya comes in laughing at me "Pretty boy gets fooled again, damn faris, ur heart is that stupid that it has been fooled twice" She started laughing and laughing, and Shatha crying. I couldnt take it anymore, i started screaming.
I woke up, sweating. It was a dream. A stupid dream. I dialed Shatha's number.
Sh: alo ? *yawns*
F: Shatha ?
Sh: halla faris shu mstwi met9l sa3a 4 el fajer ?
F: shatha it7beeni ?
Sh: shu ? :S
F: i7beeni ?
Sh: faris we talked about this getlck we're friends and nothing more
F: bas shatha
Sh: la2 faris 5ala9, the last two weeks u were afraid and i understood that. i stayed with you while u loved me and then hurt me but i realized that its because you were heartbroken w a7een a month passed, ur moving on and im helping but i'll never be more than a friend to you faris u have to understand that
F: bas enti mali
Sh: enzain tera ana rbee3tck, a good friend ok ?
F: inshallah
Sh: now can i go to bed please ? im tired and i have to wake up early for school
F: stay
Sh: faris please i want to sleep
F: i said stay w kelmti temshi
Sh: ya rabbyyyy *sigghhss*
The next five minutes were silent, she was wrong about being friends. I didnt want to be her friend. I wanted more, but i dont think she'll trust me after i hurt her so much. I never hated her, and i never stopped loving her even though i hurt her. I was heartbroken, i was confused and methl magalat i was afraid. OH MY GOD i sound gay now :S
F: Shatha agoolch shu batsaween next weekend ?
Sh: no plans lain al7een, laish ?
F: 3azmnch 3al yacht, ta3ali
Sh: as friends ?
F: 2ee as friends :)
Sh: shu agool 7ag umi ?
F: madry .......
Sh: dont worry, i'll handle it
(After a booooooring week in school, the weekend arrived)
I texted Shatha asking her to meet me 3al yacht el sa3a 8pm, but when i wanted to leave the house at 7:30 my mom caught me saying that she needs me to drop her mokan, i couldnt let my mom down so i toke her but the way to the Marina was PACKED and i was stuck in traffic. At 8pm exactly i texted Shatha saying that i'd be late and she should relax in the yacht, our captain Joseph would serve her if she needed anything. For 15 minutes i didnt get a reply, maybe Shatha would be late. Exactly an hour i was stuck 3alla Jesr el Maktoum. When i parked the car beside the yacht, i saw one of my cousins car, men 9oob umi. Shu salfeh ? Laish mawjood hni ? The clock was 9:15, bsr3ah nezalt w i headed to the yacht.
I climbed on and called for joseph, no answer. The doors of the yacht were closed, when i tried opening them they were locked :S '3areeeeeba
"Leave mmee !!!!" i heard a whine from inside. Shatha, it must be her ! Beside the door there was a small hidden closet which had an extra key, i unlocked the door and quickly stepped in. My chest tightned, and time has stopped moving. Everything froze. 3mar my cousin, and Shatha.
He
Was
On
Top
Of
Her
Friday, December 24, 2010
Thursday, December 23, 2010
The curse of curves 8
I woke up the next day, it was 4pm. Two more hours till i meet Shatha. I headed to the gym, when i was finished it was 5:30pm. I went back home, toke a quick shower and i was on my way to Mimzar. I arrived at 6pm.
I texted Shatha "wainch ? its six"
I got a reply "the beginning of the beach"
I drove there and i saw a girl standing, having her shailah cover face. I parked infront of her and she got in. Not removing the shailah. After a few minutes, she did and without looking up at me she said
"ok listen, whoever you are, AYA DOESNT WANT YOU, so LEAVE me ALONE ! please ! i can easily call the police and explain everything to them and they'll catch u and i swear if u try any trick on me i got stuff that'll kill u"
F: Like the zapper electric shock thing ?
She looked up, and was surprised.
F: yes its me Faris
Sh: what do u want ?
F: madry, i texted you yesterday, i wanted to see you
Sh: ahaa :S
She tried opening the door to escape but i locked them already.
Sh: open it up faris
F: dont talk alot and stay
Sh: why should i ? u treated me like shit yesterday
F: i was angry
Sh: at Aya ? or ME ?
F: dont get me angry shatha
Sh: u think im scared ? i dont care abt u Faris
F: why ?
Sh: because u were VERY mean to me :S and ur rude and ur stupid
F: and i loved her
Sh: get over it !!!!! :S
F: i cant
I was beginning to get tears in my eyes, its not easy getting over your first love. I was ashamed of Shatha, i was fooled infront of her and i felt weak.
Sh: try then Faris, u have to try
F: Shatha madry a5af knt a7bha, w a7een ma3arf a7s eni .... eni ...
Sh: ent ma8hoor because she fooled you arent u ?
F: 22ee
Sh: find someone else Faris, perfect someone is out there somewhere
F: do u have someone in mind ?
Sh: *blushes* well not really but im working on it
A rush of jealousy swept across me, what someone else ? I didnt want her to have someone else, shes mine.
F: la wallah ?
Sh: haih and i cant wait to meet him
F: men 9jch ?
Sh: shu balack faris ?
F: enti it7beeni ana bas fahmeh ?
Sh: na3am ?
F: enti mali fahmeh ?
Sh: faris stop talking like a crazy man :S
F: Shatha Al-X enti mali men el youm w sayer fahmeh wela la2 ?
Sh: um ok ? what the hell ?
F: 22EEE WELLLAAA LAAA2 ???
Sh: ok 5ala9 haih haih im urs !!!
F: hathaki el 7mar forget him
Sh: inshallah whatever u say *sarcasm*
F: u better listen to me
I went silent a bit, what have i just said ? Shes mine ? WHO THE HELL AM I TO MAKE HER MINE ? Yes Shatha is mine, and i wont let her go. She wont hurt me like Aya did, atleast she'll love me. I grabbed her hand and squeezed it
Sh: FARIS PLEASE ! ENOUGH IT HURTS !
F: eskti
Sh: FARIS LET GO OF ME !!!!
I squeezed harder until she started screaming then i let go. I loved how she screamed, i ached for her voice and whines. She looked weak, and i loved how weak she looked. Fragile. Innocent. Shes all mine now. Forget, and fuck Aya. Shatha is mine, she was mine all along but i never noticed her.
F: ur ugly
Sh: what ? :S
F: ur ugly, he'll never want you
Why am i hurting her ? I was confused, i was heartbroken. But i didnt want to admit my feelings to her.
Admit that i love her, but im heartbroken. Admit that i want to make her cry, so i can be satisfied. Her tears, that slide down her cheeks, are revenge to what Aya made me feel. Shatha may59ha, but the feeling was satisfying. I felt guilty after making her feel like shit yet i still repeated the same thing.
Two weeks passed and all i said to her was "Ugly, Stupid, Fat and 7mara" Nothing else. Everytime she wanted to leave, i'd stop her and beg her not to leave me. I didnt want her gone, i loved her.
I loved Shatha, it was Shatha. I didnt deserve her but i couldnt leave her, i cant be without her. I NEED her. After all the bitchy comments i gave her, she still stayed and waited.
She loves me, and i think that
Shatha
Is
Mine
Forever.
I texted Shatha "wainch ? its six"
I got a reply "the beginning of the beach"
I drove there and i saw a girl standing, having her shailah cover face. I parked infront of her and she got in. Not removing the shailah. After a few minutes, she did and without looking up at me she said
"ok listen, whoever you are, AYA DOESNT WANT YOU, so LEAVE me ALONE ! please ! i can easily call the police and explain everything to them and they'll catch u and i swear if u try any trick on me i got stuff that'll kill u"
F: Like the zapper electric shock thing ?
She looked up, and was surprised.
F: yes its me Faris
Sh: what do u want ?
F: madry, i texted you yesterday, i wanted to see you
Sh: ahaa :S
She tried opening the door to escape but i locked them already.
Sh: open it up faris
F: dont talk alot and stay
Sh: why should i ? u treated me like shit yesterday
F: i was angry
Sh: at Aya ? or ME ?
F: dont get me angry shatha
Sh: u think im scared ? i dont care abt u Faris
F: why ?
Sh: because u were VERY mean to me :S and ur rude and ur stupid
F: and i loved her
Sh: get over it !!!!! :S
F: i cant
I was beginning to get tears in my eyes, its not easy getting over your first love. I was ashamed of Shatha, i was fooled infront of her and i felt weak.
Sh: try then Faris, u have to try
F: Shatha madry a5af knt a7bha, w a7een ma3arf a7s eni .... eni ...
Sh: ent ma8hoor because she fooled you arent u ?
F: 22ee
Sh: find someone else Faris, perfect someone is out there somewhere
F: do u have someone in mind ?
Sh: *blushes* well not really but im working on it
A rush of jealousy swept across me, what someone else ? I didnt want her to have someone else, shes mine.
F: la wallah ?
Sh: haih and i cant wait to meet him
F: men 9jch ?
Sh: shu balack faris ?
F: enti it7beeni ana bas fahmeh ?
Sh: na3am ?
F: enti mali fahmeh ?
Sh: faris stop talking like a crazy man :S
F: Shatha Al-X enti mali men el youm w sayer fahmeh wela la2 ?
Sh: um ok ? what the hell ?
F: 22EEE WELLLAAA LAAA2 ???
Sh: ok 5ala9 haih haih im urs !!!
F: hathaki el 7mar forget him
Sh: inshallah whatever u say *sarcasm*
F: u better listen to me
I went silent a bit, what have i just said ? Shes mine ? WHO THE HELL AM I TO MAKE HER MINE ? Yes Shatha is mine, and i wont let her go. She wont hurt me like Aya did, atleast she'll love me. I grabbed her hand and squeezed it
Sh: FARIS PLEASE ! ENOUGH IT HURTS !
F: eskti
Sh: FARIS LET GO OF ME !!!!
I squeezed harder until she started screaming then i let go. I loved how she screamed, i ached for her voice and whines. She looked weak, and i loved how weak she looked. Fragile. Innocent. Shes all mine now. Forget, and fuck Aya. Shatha is mine, she was mine all along but i never noticed her.
F: ur ugly
Sh: what ? :S
F: ur ugly, he'll never want you
Why am i hurting her ? I was confused, i was heartbroken. But i didnt want to admit my feelings to her.
Admit that i love her, but im heartbroken. Admit that i want to make her cry, so i can be satisfied. Her tears, that slide down her cheeks, are revenge to what Aya made me feel. Shatha may59ha, but the feeling was satisfying. I felt guilty after making her feel like shit yet i still repeated the same thing.
Two weeks passed and all i said to her was "Ugly, Stupid, Fat and 7mara" Nothing else. Everytime she wanted to leave, i'd stop her and beg her not to leave me. I didnt want her gone, i loved her.
I loved Shatha, it was Shatha. I didnt deserve her but i couldnt leave her, i cant be without her. I NEED her. After all the bitchy comments i gave her, she still stayed and waited.
She loves me, and i think that
Shatha
Is
Mine
Forever.
The curse of curves 7
A week passed and I haven’t heard from Aya. 7amood kept calling me explaining that he didn’t know what was going w makan leh 5e9. I know enah 7amood is my brother, he’d never talk to a girl if he knew she was mine. That bitch. I wanted to talk to Shatha, after that ride I kept thinking about her.
I woke up from bed early, at around 10am and headed downstairs to eat breakfast. Mom was in the kitchen making waffles with my cousin Nawari. Nawari is really close to my mom because her mom is always traveling, she always spends nights here and my mom is young so they get along just fine. Nawari is 16, a year younger than I am. Shes like my little sister. Mom tried convincing Sager to marry her, but how can you marry someone who lived all his childhood with you ? w Sager yeshoofha as a sister. So mother stopped trying to convince both of us.
Nawari: GOOODD MORNING FAARRRIIIIISSSS
F: halla nawari, 9ba7 el 5eir umi *goes to kiss moms head*
M: sawainalck you favorite waffles, whipped crème and maple syrp
F: yum yum ana yooooo3aaaaaannn
N: itfa’6l yalla *gives me a plate full of waffles and whipped crème*
I ate silently and watched Nawari helping my mother. She was very pretty, she had small features, dark black hair, typical local look. A very small body, and very petite.
N: 5alo aba aseer bait rbee3ti 3adi ?
M: mnu rbee3tch 7abebty ?
N: Shatha Al-X
My heart skipped a beat, Shatha !
F: ana awa9lch nawari
M: shu itwa9lha mnu hai el bnt ?
N: laish itwa9lni, it3arfha ? *jealous*
F: la la bas aba awa9lch ! mafiha shay !
M: mnu hai el bnt nawari ?
N: rbee3ti 5alty testewi bent e5t Afra Al-X elah testewi mert 5aly Rashid
M: haih haih 3eraft’hom ! umha flanah ?
N: haih ! :D 3adi aseer ?
M: akeed 6ab3an in3arfhom zain e7nah !
F: ana awa9lch ! :D
So it happened I was going to drop Nawarii to Shatha’s house. I waited for Nawarii outside the house in my mini cooper. Nawarii came looking dazzling as always.
F: mafi wa7dah a7la mnch el 9ar7ah ! u look gorgeous
N: shukran faris :$
F: yalla daleeni wain bait’ha !
Surprisingly, Shatha’s house was located in Twar 3, near the Emirates super market and the park. One of my friends house is beside hers, so memorizing her house was easy. I wouldn’t stalk her lat5afoon. Her house was simply HUGE ! It had a water fountain, a huge backyard, and I could see a golf car parked outside one of the houses. El 7ewi kan da5lah 3 houses, kel wa7d 3a 9oob. Nawarii 2asherat 3al bait eli 3al yemeen and I drove her there.
N: wait I’ll call shatha to come outside ! *takes phone and dials number*
N: alo ? shushu ! ana bara3 ta3ali shleeni ast7i adesh el beit :$
Typical local girls, always shy to enter other peoples houses. In Kuwait, it was normal seeing my friends cousins just going in and hanging out and saying hello. Ahal Kuwait (mokelhom 6ab3an) were openminded, even in Dubai bas mokelhom. The door of the Villa infta7, w 6el3at Shatha smiling.
She was god damn fucking …. How can I even describe her ?
Kanat labsah tights with a long dress, a sha3arha maftoo7 7adha itjanen !
Sh: yalla nawarii ta3alii !!!!!!!
N: enzain :D yalla bye faris !!!!
I saw Shathas face when Nawarii called my name, the smile was gone.
F: la7’6a nawarii meta 2amrch ??
N:madrryy *yells back*
I waited for an answer from Nawarii while she was talking to Shatha. Every now and then, Shatha used to glance towards me. Nawarii walked to the car saying “ta3al 3a sa3ah 8 ok ?”
F:inshallah yalla have fun ! :D
I drove out of Shathas house, I couldn’t wait to go back to pick up Nawarii so I can see Shatha again.
When it was 7:30, I quickly went into the car heading to Shathas. Dashait el 7ewi w I parked wain villat’hom. I dialed Nawari’s number and told her im outside.
Both Shatha and Nawarii wearing 3abayas ! wain naween yseroon hayailah ? Nawari opened the door, and adjusted the seat so Shatha can sit behind then Nawarii ge3dat jedam.
Nawarii: neba inseer movie !
F: akeed ?
Nawarii: yah yah ! shatha se2lat umha galat 3adi w se2alt mama
F: ok yalla 3eyal, Shatha jahza ?
Sh: *smiles*
I drove out of Shatha's house and headed to MCC ( Mirdiff CityCenter )
F: materms rbee3tch !
N: test7i el binayah may59ck feeha
F: shatha laish mo 7a6a el sheilah 3ala rasch ?
Nawari stared at me, and shatha looked at the ground. Then she quickly wrapped the shailah around her head.
N:5eibah faris
F: magelt shay ‘3ala6, w laish 7a6a mikyaj wayed ?
N: hai 7a6a mekyaj ? MOB 7A66A SHAY 7lailha !
F: sorry mawady banat che weyay
SH: take me home *sniffs*
She was crying now, why did I make her cry ? shu sawat el binayah Faris shu mestweebck :S :S Ha kella 3shan Aya ? shu y59 Shatha :S UF UF YA FARIS lazm testewi ‘3abi
F: la ur coming with us
Sh: nawari please aba aseer el beit *sobbing*
N: zain che faris, go home now or im telling ur mom
I did what I was told, and toke her home. I heard her sniffs and crys, I heard Nawarii making her feel better but I couldn’t say shit. I stayed quiet, not even the word sorry. The ride back home with Nawarii was silent until she said
N: 3aib 3alaick
F: hai bitch
N: shu bitch a3arfha el binyaha men sneeen :S shes my best friend
F: ok 5ala9
N: shu balack faris ? masawatlck shay el bnt :S
F: adree
N: enzain laish che te7rjha ? w makant 7a6a shay ef wayiha ! w shailah tera ana maknt laftnha b3ad ! a7een 5athat fkrah 3anck 5aysah, what would she tell her mom about you ? and about me ? she'll think im bad :S wallah ya faris 7aram 3alaick. a9lan 3AAIIBBB 3AAALLAAIICCKKK
Nawarii’s voice was “blah blah blah” to me, I couldn’t think of what she saying, I just thought about Aya. Why am i thinking of Aya ? She left me, heck she didnt leave me SHE CHEATED ON ME ! Wla 7ata sorry, wla 7atta "Faris its over". She threw me, like trash outside her life. w Shatha ? she hasn't dont anything but when i look at her i remember Aya. They dont look alike, but i remember her.
I couldnt sleep that night, so i went into Nawari's room without making a single sound. I snatched her mobile and went thru her contacts till i found "ShuShu" it must be Shatha i toke her number 050-1111111. I put Nawari's phone back and headed upstairs. Why did i take Shathas number ? i have no idea.
"Your name is Shatha Al-X, and i know where your house is. If you dont meet me in Mimzar beach tomorrow at 6pm sharp baf'6a7ch fel meyals" i texted Shatha.
I got a reply in only a few seconds.
"please, if you know aya just leave me alone, ana may59ni and i dont want to be a part of any of this"
"maba3eed kalami"
Oh shit, what have i done ? i threatened her ? FARIS FARIS LAISH YALS CHE ITSAWI ?
Why did I do this to Shatha ?
WHY
AM
I
BECOMING
A
MONSTER ?
The curse of curves 6
After two weeks, i arrived Dubai with a huge smile. I haven't told Aya about my arrival because i wanted to surprise her. I arrived at noon, my parents picked me up and we were heading to my grandma's since a party was held there. I texted Aya.
F- aya guess whos back :p
I arrived at my grandmothers and said my hello's to my uncles and aunts. Then i called Aya twice, she didnt pick up.
Where is she ? I started getting worried.
After dinner, i went to my Grandfathers Majles. I saw Abdullah.
F- 3abood ! long time wallah
A- haih ya rayaaal wainck entah ? *playfully hits my back*
F- *laughs*
A- sh7alck ? shumsawi ? sh7al el mdrsah ? la la 3alla gooltck ento el kuwaitiyeeeeen SHLOOOOONAAAAAACCCKKK ? *cracks up laughing*
F- *laughs* el 7mdellah, kelshay tamam *smiles* shloonck entah ?
A- wallah kelshay OKAY
F- *sighs*
A- shu balack ?
F- wla shay
A- la gooli balack ya5i ?
F- mabaly shay
My phone rang, it was 7amood Al-X.
F-Halla halla
7-7mdelah 3a salamah ! wainck ya rayal mates2al ?
F-mawjood tawni rad men turkey, mayait ?
7- metfayj terani, agoolck mash'3ool el youm ?
F-la wallah fa'6i, esh3ndck plans ?
7- wallah ana men gabl isboo3 it3araft 3a we7dah, w i want to take her on a date
F- ana shu y59ni ?
7- isma3 enzain ! shes bringing her cousin la2anah matroom te6l3 bdoonha, fa ana bayeebck 7ag her cousin w ana 7ag el binayah
I thought about Aya. I dont want another girl, i just want Aya. But 7amood was a great friend of mine 9a7 yseer 7afalat but inside hes like my second brother.
F-5ala9 eli it2amer feeh, i owe u a9lan for not coming to ur parties
7- haih 9a7 u do ! yalla mer 3allai esa3a 8
F-affa 3laick
After hanging up, i thought deeply about the plan. Aya would be really angry and sad, she would leave me if i told her but i have to and i'll explain everything to her. This date wouldnt mean anything anyways. I wouldnt talk to the girl, i wont even look at her.
I texted Aya saying "aya baby im going out with my friend he wants to meet his girlfriend, abach u keep texting me because i dont want u thinking im also going on a date. wainch enti ? i miss u wayed"
Until 8, i didnt receive any texts from her.
I got into Sager's car since he drove a G55 silver limited edition. Aba at5agag shwy ;p
Picked up 7amood and headed to the Village, Jumeirah. The plan was simply to pick the girls up from the village, go to Jumeirah Beach and take a walk there.
We picked them up from the underground parking lot, both were wearing 3abays and shailahs. I didnt really look at them since i wasnt a bit interested.
7amood nazal el dreesha w gal "halla wallah, yalla desho" he went down and opened the doors for the girls and waited while they climbed the car.
I didnt say anything to them because i felt like if i did, i'd cheat on Aya. 7amood got in and turned around "yalla lets start introducing u guys"
One of the girls said "la 7amoody lets reach the beach first" and i think i've heard her voice, but where ? hhhmmmmmm
7amood "affaaaa 3aalaaiicchh" with a wink.
We arrived, and we all got down. 7amood rushed to hold one of the girls hands and kissed her cheeks, the other just stared at them. Since it was dark, i couldn't really look at both their faces.
7-yalla a7een we'll start the introduction
F-*laughs* malah da3i 7amood
7- la yalla 3ad, farooos hay Aya 7abibty w hayeech Shatha her cousin !
What .... the ...... fuck ? I heard Shatha sigh and she walked towards the beach.
Aya just stared at me.
F- did u know he was my friend ? *facing aya*
7-balack faroos, latrms'ha che *confused*
F- DID U FUCKING KNOW HE WAS MY FRIEND ?
A- yes
I walk to Sager's car and banged it hard with my hands. fucking bitch.
7-weeh, shu mestewi ? :S :S
F-7amood ana rad el beit
7-wain rad el beit mnu bayrdni ana ? :O
F-draiwal jedamck ? *yells*
7-5eibah faroos, w her cousin mnu bayrdha ?
A- take my cousin home faris
F- enti a5er we7dah itramsni yal ga*ba
7-farooss balack 3alaiha, aya hatha awal mara yesta5dam hal kalam ma3alaich menah ymkn sakran
F- ma3a el salamah
7- 5eth her cousin enzain 3al a8al, shu insawi feeha :S
F- OOOHHHHHHH ! seeerr izgrha bsr3a
knt aba arawe7, hayeech el sa3a 7asait el 3alam is going on super speed. KAIF ? HOW ? WHY ? mo kafnha ana ? ma95ara ? 7abait'ha w 3a6ait'ha kel wakty :S eshtabi akthar mn chi ? I went into the car and waited for Shatha to come. She opened the back door and wanted to sit.
Faris-ta3ali ge3day jedam weyay
Sh-la faris sorry
F-TA3ALI JEDAM W BALAH 3NAD
she closed the door and came to the passenger seat beside me.
F-wain ardch ?
Sh-bait rbee3ty low sema7t
F-daleeni yalla
And she did, her friends house was all the way in Khwaneej. It was also Friday, the streets were filled with traffic. The anger was still inside of me, ya allahh el 8ahar mako em5aleni arakz !
F-enti ur czn che doomha ?
I asked shatha after cooling off a bit
Sh-you didnt listen to me
F-FUCK HOW DO U WANT ME TO LISTEN I LOVED HER
She jumped when i yelled.
F- *breathing heavely* im sorry
Sh- its ok, just take me home please, as fast as u can
F-i was gay
Sh- hhmm ? :S
F- I WAS GAY
She didnt answer me back.
F-ANSWER ME !
Sh- shu agoool ? AND CAN U STOP SCREAMING AT ME !! UUFFF
F- WALLAH MB MSHKELTY UR COUSIN IS A BITCH
Sh- BLAME URSELF ! stop blaming my cousin !
F-laish yalsah itdaf3een 3anha ?
Sh-may59ck
F-LA2 ! GGGOOLLLLIIIII
Sh-Faris please for heavens sake im in a car with a guy i dont know ok ? how do u think this makes me feel ? i dont know you and i didnt want to come today but i was forced to come so please this is very hard on me. You dont see an emaraty girl in a random guys car everyday
F-lat5afain i wont touch u
Sh- i have an electric shock weapon if u do anyways
F-mn 9jch ?
Sh- 6ab3an im going with Aya what do u expect ayii without any protection ?
F-*burst into laughter*
Sh-balack ? may'6a7ck !!!
F-wala shay wala shay *chuckles*
The rest of the ride was filled with silence, i began thinking about Aya which boiled my blood again. I glanced at Shatha typing in her blakcberry.
F-mnu itramseen ?
Sh-my frnd yalsah agoolha im coming over
F-5aleeni ashoof !
Sh-uuumm la2 i wont
F-na3am ? 3a6eeni el mobile !
Sh- Faris please just drive the car
F-la wallah ?
I stopped the car and she looked at me in fear. I toke her bag and threw it to the back so she doesnt get her zappy weapon or whatever its called.
I snatched her phone from her hand and started reading her conversation with her friend.
Sh-what the fuck give it back
She tried grabbing it by her hands, but i held both her hands with one of my own while the other was busy holding her phone to my face so i can read.
Her hands were tiny, so she had no power over mine.
Sh-ouch ur hurting me let go please
I squeezed more.
Sh-oooouuuuuuuu aaayyyy faris please
F-chub wala kelmah
I heard her sniffing, she was crying. Akeed she'll cry im hurting her. a7san. testahal.
bas she didnt do anything 7lailah.
I squeezed more for no reason but she didnt make any sound, she just sniffed and sobbed.
When i let go, she quickly toke her hands and started massaging them. I gave her blackberry back to her and switched on the car and headed to her friends house.
That bitch.
That
Fucking
Heartless
Bitch.
F- aya guess whos back :p
I arrived at my grandmothers and said my hello's to my uncles and aunts. Then i called Aya twice, she didnt pick up.
Where is she ? I started getting worried.
After dinner, i went to my Grandfathers Majles. I saw Abdullah.
F- 3abood ! long time wallah
A- haih ya rayaaal wainck entah ? *playfully hits my back*
F- *laughs*
A- sh7alck ? shumsawi ? sh7al el mdrsah ? la la 3alla gooltck ento el kuwaitiyeeeeen SHLOOOOONAAAAAACCCKKK ? *cracks up laughing*
F- *laughs* el 7mdellah, kelshay tamam *smiles* shloonck entah ?
A- wallah kelshay OKAY
F- *sighs*
A- shu balack ?
F- wla shay
A- la gooli balack ya5i ?
F- mabaly shay
My phone rang, it was 7amood Al-X.
F-Halla halla
7-7mdelah 3a salamah ! wainck ya rayal mates2al ?
F-mawjood tawni rad men turkey, mayait ?
7- metfayj terani, agoolck mash'3ool el youm ?
F-la wallah fa'6i, esh3ndck plans ?
7- wallah ana men gabl isboo3 it3araft 3a we7dah, w i want to take her on a date
F- ana shu y59ni ?
7- isma3 enzain ! shes bringing her cousin la2anah matroom te6l3 bdoonha, fa ana bayeebck 7ag her cousin w ana 7ag el binayah
I thought about Aya. I dont want another girl, i just want Aya. But 7amood was a great friend of mine 9a7 yseer 7afalat but inside hes like my second brother.
F-5ala9 eli it2amer feeh, i owe u a9lan for not coming to ur parties
7- haih 9a7 u do ! yalla mer 3allai esa3a 8
F-affa 3laick
After hanging up, i thought deeply about the plan. Aya would be really angry and sad, she would leave me if i told her but i have to and i'll explain everything to her. This date wouldnt mean anything anyways. I wouldnt talk to the girl, i wont even look at her.
I texted Aya saying "aya baby im going out with my friend he wants to meet his girlfriend, abach u keep texting me because i dont want u thinking im also going on a date. wainch enti ? i miss u wayed"
Until 8, i didnt receive any texts from her.
I got into Sager's car since he drove a G55 silver limited edition. Aba at5agag shwy ;p
Picked up 7amood and headed to the Village, Jumeirah. The plan was simply to pick the girls up from the village, go to Jumeirah Beach and take a walk there.
We picked them up from the underground parking lot, both were wearing 3abays and shailahs. I didnt really look at them since i wasnt a bit interested.
7amood nazal el dreesha w gal "halla wallah, yalla desho" he went down and opened the doors for the girls and waited while they climbed the car.
I didnt say anything to them because i felt like if i did, i'd cheat on Aya. 7amood got in and turned around "yalla lets start introducing u guys"
One of the girls said "la 7amoody lets reach the beach first" and i think i've heard her voice, but where ? hhhmmmmmm
7amood "affaaaa 3aalaaiicchh" with a wink.
We arrived, and we all got down. 7amood rushed to hold one of the girls hands and kissed her cheeks, the other just stared at them. Since it was dark, i couldn't really look at both their faces.
7-yalla a7een we'll start the introduction
F-*laughs* malah da3i 7amood
7- la yalla 3ad, farooos hay Aya 7abibty w hayeech Shatha her cousin !
What .... the ...... fuck ? I heard Shatha sigh and she walked towards the beach.
Aya just stared at me.
F- did u know he was my friend ? *facing aya*
7-balack faroos, latrms'ha che *confused*
F- DID U FUCKING KNOW HE WAS MY FRIEND ?
A- yes
I walk to Sager's car and banged it hard with my hands. fucking bitch.
7-weeh, shu mestewi ? :S :S
F-7amood ana rad el beit
7-wain rad el beit mnu bayrdni ana ? :O
F-draiwal jedamck ? *yells*
7-5eibah faroos, w her cousin mnu bayrdha ?
A- take my cousin home faris
F- enti a5er we7dah itramsni yal ga*ba
7-farooss balack 3alaiha, aya hatha awal mara yesta5dam hal kalam ma3alaich menah ymkn sakran
F- ma3a el salamah
7- 5eth her cousin enzain 3al a8al, shu insawi feeha :S
F- OOOHHHHHHH ! seeerr izgrha bsr3a
knt aba arawe7, hayeech el sa3a 7asait el 3alam is going on super speed. KAIF ? HOW ? WHY ? mo kafnha ana ? ma95ara ? 7abait'ha w 3a6ait'ha kel wakty :S eshtabi akthar mn chi ? I went into the car and waited for Shatha to come. She opened the back door and wanted to sit.
Faris-ta3ali ge3day jedam weyay
Sh-la faris sorry
F-TA3ALI JEDAM W BALAH 3NAD
she closed the door and came to the passenger seat beside me.
F-wain ardch ?
Sh-bait rbee3ty low sema7t
F-daleeni yalla
And she did, her friends house was all the way in Khwaneej. It was also Friday, the streets were filled with traffic. The anger was still inside of me, ya allahh el 8ahar mako em5aleni arakz !
F-enti ur czn che doomha ?
I asked shatha after cooling off a bit
Sh-you didnt listen to me
F-FUCK HOW DO U WANT ME TO LISTEN I LOVED HER
She jumped when i yelled.
F- *breathing heavely* im sorry
Sh- its ok, just take me home please, as fast as u can
F-i was gay
Sh- hhmm ? :S
F- I WAS GAY
She didnt answer me back.
F-ANSWER ME !
Sh- shu agoool ? AND CAN U STOP SCREAMING AT ME !! UUFFF
F- WALLAH MB MSHKELTY UR COUSIN IS A BITCH
Sh- BLAME URSELF ! stop blaming my cousin !
F-laish yalsah itdaf3een 3anha ?
Sh-may59ck
F-LA2 ! GGGOOLLLLIIIII
Sh-Faris please for heavens sake im in a car with a guy i dont know ok ? how do u think this makes me feel ? i dont know you and i didnt want to come today but i was forced to come so please this is very hard on me. You dont see an emaraty girl in a random guys car everyday
F-lat5afain i wont touch u
Sh- i have an electric shock weapon if u do anyways
F-mn 9jch ?
Sh- 6ab3an im going with Aya what do u expect ayii without any protection ?
F-*burst into laughter*
Sh-balack ? may'6a7ck !!!
F-wala shay wala shay *chuckles*
The rest of the ride was filled with silence, i began thinking about Aya which boiled my blood again. I glanced at Shatha typing in her blakcberry.
F-mnu itramseen ?
Sh-my frnd yalsah agoolha im coming over
F-5aleeni ashoof !
Sh-uuumm la2 i wont
F-na3am ? 3a6eeni el mobile !
Sh- Faris please just drive the car
F-la wallah ?
I stopped the car and she looked at me in fear. I toke her bag and threw it to the back so she doesnt get her zappy weapon or whatever its called.
I snatched her phone from her hand and started reading her conversation with her friend.
Sh-what the fuck give it back
She tried grabbing it by her hands, but i held both her hands with one of my own while the other was busy holding her phone to my face so i can read.
Her hands were tiny, so she had no power over mine.
Sh-ouch ur hurting me let go please
I squeezed more.
Sh-oooouuuuuuuu aaayyyy faris please
F-chub wala kelmah
I heard her sniffing, she was crying. Akeed she'll cry im hurting her. a7san. testahal.
bas she didnt do anything 7lailah.
I squeezed more for no reason but she didnt make any sound, she just sniffed and sobbed.
When i let go, she quickly toke her hands and started massaging them. I gave her blackberry back to her and switched on the car and headed to her friends house.
That bitch.
That
Fucking
Heartless
Bitch.
Sunday, December 19, 2010
The curse of curves 5
I still didnt know which one was Aya and which one was Shatha. Aya did mention she wouldnt wear a 3abbayeh, but she may have changed her mind.
The straight brown hair girl looked around untill she spotted me, and she stared. I didnt know what to do, so i looked away. When i peaked again, she was still staring then she smiled and nudged the girl beside her.
"ouuuccchhh" the other girl whimpered.
The brown haired girl smiled again at me and started walking towards my table.
"Faris ?"
I sucked in my breath, unable to breathe. Unable to believe she was there.
"2eeh" i chocked on my own words. She is making me go crazy.
My Aya. My love. My heart. My soul. My wife. Weeeh ba3ad tafkeeri sar b3eeed ;/
"how are you !" she asked excitendly. Her smile widened more. It litreally toke over her whole face, and my god her smile was amazing.
I didnt reply, i just started at her.
She was worth it, worth the tears i cried for her.
She was beautiful, with flawless skin. Her skin color was amazing, she was tanned like me but her tan was diffrent, she looked stunning. She looked like heaven itself. Her hair, oh how i thought of feeling them between my fingers.
Her eyes, how they struck me and how they made me feel passion. For 5 minutes, we stared at each other sinking deeply in our thoughts, examining our faces carefully.
Her smile began fading away. My heart, wanting to explode out of my chest, wanting to reach her and hold her in my arms.
"one vanilla frappuccino with extra chocolate sauce" The Starbucks waiter yelled.
She turned around, hurrying to get her frappuccino.
I had a chance to look at the back of her body, i looked at it like a hungry man desperate for food, it was exotic, it was amazing, it was a curse of curves, but i stopped fantasizing about it. I didn't want my blood rushing to a certain place.
I cleared my throat when i saw her coming towards me.
I stood up. Isn't that what a gentleman would do these days ?
She laughed.
"Faris" she said looking into my eyes. "i cant believe we're finally meeting up !"
"2eh me too Aya" looking at the floor in a shy manner.
"oh Shatha is getting her drink and she'll join us" she said looking over at Shatha.
Shatha stood where the counter is till they called out her order, and when she turned around.
well lets just say when she turned around she knocked me down.
She was stunning, a mixture of a spanish saudi look. Her thick texture of hazel curls bouncing as she moved, no she wasnt moving she was dancing. Her hips made this attractive movement when she walked.
I looked at her, and she smiled, her lips were pink pouted and full.
I cleared my throat again. "why dont you sit down Aya" Smiling at Aya and taking my eyes off of Shatha.
"inshallah !!" She said happily "ta3ali Shushu sit here beside me"
Shatha did what she was told to do, without saying a word.
"so, how are you ?" i asked taking a sip from my mocha, still looking at her eyes.
"oh im great ! Very excited to see you !" she replied smiling.
I loved her smile.
"it9adgeen, i kept thinking of how you'd look, but when i saw you now, i hated myself for thinking of your looks in the first place, im not saying i thought u were ugly but ya3ni, u look ... mashalah" I was blabbering, i was nervous.
"so i look mashalah hhhmmm ?"
"NO ! YES ! mashalah, i mean, mashalah, pretty"
"you think im pretty Faris ?"
"yes Aya"
"your handsome too"
I looked away, i couldn't look at her, i was too shy.
"your eyes, they're violet"
I looked up to be pleased that Aya ... oh wait, SHATHA NOTICED ?
She was staring deeply into my eyes, and i was staring at hers. She had hazel colored eyes and thick eye lashes. Mashalah, i said to myself, she was even more prettier than Aya but ofcourse i'd never say that out loud
Aya cleared her throat. Shatha continued sipping her drink and began typing into her blackberry.
"i love you" I managed to say, forcing my eyes to look away from Shatha and into Aya's. Why in gods name am i staring at the cousin and not the GIRLFRIEND !
She blushed, she has dark skin but her cheeks went pink in color. For an hour or so, we talked and talked.
When she announced that she had to leave my chest tightened. Now ? Does she have to leave now?
But i want her, i want her so very much. Or did i want Shatha ? Through my conversations with Aya, she never once looked up at me, every 5 minutes i glanced over at Shatha to check if she was looking. But she wasnt, she was just typing into her blackberry and sipping her drink.
____________
As weeks progressed so did our love for each other!
We met up at least once or twice a week, we spent hours on the phone doing our homework together, me helping her since she was a year younger than me. We spent hours fighting, and hours crying. Hours flirting and hours teasing.
It was as if we were made for each other!
By the time it was january, we had completed 5 months. It seemed 5 years to me.
I registered for a school Geography Trip to Turkey. When i told Aya about the two week trip, she bursted in tears.
"no Faris, dont leave me please, Faris no, i cant live without you please no please"
After a couple of days of explaining and convincing her that i wont flirt with any girl. She accepted.
I would miss her, but i really did want to go on the trip.
And for two weeks out in the cold breeze the only thing that i remembered was not Aya's voice, but Shatha's laughter. And maybe, just maybe
I
Could
Be
Falling
In
Love
Again.
The straight brown hair girl looked around untill she spotted me, and she stared. I didnt know what to do, so i looked away. When i peaked again, she was still staring then she smiled and nudged the girl beside her.
"ouuuccchhh" the other girl whimpered.
The brown haired girl smiled again at me and started walking towards my table.
"Faris ?"
I sucked in my breath, unable to breathe. Unable to believe she was there.
"2eeh" i chocked on my own words. She is making me go crazy.
My Aya. My love. My heart. My soul. My wife. Weeeh ba3ad tafkeeri sar b3eeed ;/
"how are you !" she asked excitendly. Her smile widened more. It litreally toke over her whole face, and my god her smile was amazing.
I didnt reply, i just started at her.
She was worth it, worth the tears i cried for her.
She was beautiful, with flawless skin. Her skin color was amazing, she was tanned like me but her tan was diffrent, she looked stunning. She looked like heaven itself. Her hair, oh how i thought of feeling them between my fingers.
Her eyes, how they struck me and how they made me feel passion. For 5 minutes, we stared at each other sinking deeply in our thoughts, examining our faces carefully.
Her smile began fading away. My heart, wanting to explode out of my chest, wanting to reach her and hold her in my arms.
"one vanilla frappuccino with extra chocolate sauce" The Starbucks waiter yelled.
She turned around, hurrying to get her frappuccino.
I had a chance to look at the back of her body, i looked at it like a hungry man desperate for food, it was exotic, it was amazing, it was a curse of curves, but i stopped fantasizing about it. I didn't want my blood rushing to a certain place.
I cleared my throat when i saw her coming towards me.
I stood up. Isn't that what a gentleman would do these days ?
She laughed.
"Faris" she said looking into my eyes. "i cant believe we're finally meeting up !"
"2eh me too Aya" looking at the floor in a shy manner.
"oh Shatha is getting her drink and she'll join us" she said looking over at Shatha.
Shatha stood where the counter is till they called out her order, and when she turned around.
well lets just say when she turned around she knocked me down.
She was stunning, a mixture of a spanish saudi look. Her thick texture of hazel curls bouncing as she moved, no she wasnt moving she was dancing. Her hips made this attractive movement when she walked.
I looked at her, and she smiled, her lips were pink pouted and full.
I cleared my throat again. "why dont you sit down Aya" Smiling at Aya and taking my eyes off of Shatha.
"inshallah !!" She said happily "ta3ali Shushu sit here beside me"
Shatha did what she was told to do, without saying a word.
"so, how are you ?" i asked taking a sip from my mocha, still looking at her eyes.
"oh im great ! Very excited to see you !" she replied smiling.
I loved her smile.
"it9adgeen, i kept thinking of how you'd look, but when i saw you now, i hated myself for thinking of your looks in the first place, im not saying i thought u were ugly but ya3ni, u look ... mashalah" I was blabbering, i was nervous.
"so i look mashalah hhhmmm ?"
"NO ! YES ! mashalah, i mean, mashalah, pretty"
"you think im pretty Faris ?"
"yes Aya"
"your handsome too"
I looked away, i couldn't look at her, i was too shy.
"your eyes, they're violet"
I looked up to be pleased that Aya ... oh wait, SHATHA NOTICED ?
She was staring deeply into my eyes, and i was staring at hers. She had hazel colored eyes and thick eye lashes. Mashalah, i said to myself, she was even more prettier than Aya but ofcourse i'd never say that out loud
Aya cleared her throat. Shatha continued sipping her drink and began typing into her blackberry.
"i love you" I managed to say, forcing my eyes to look away from Shatha and into Aya's. Why in gods name am i staring at the cousin and not the GIRLFRIEND !
She blushed, she has dark skin but her cheeks went pink in color. For an hour or so, we talked and talked.
When she announced that she had to leave my chest tightened. Now ? Does she have to leave now?
But i want her, i want her so very much. Or did i want Shatha ? Through my conversations with Aya, she never once looked up at me, every 5 minutes i glanced over at Shatha to check if she was looking. But she wasnt, she was just typing into her blackberry and sipping her drink.
____________
As weeks progressed so did our love for each other!
We met up at least once or twice a week, we spent hours on the phone doing our homework together, me helping her since she was a year younger than me. We spent hours fighting, and hours crying. Hours flirting and hours teasing.
It was as if we were made for each other!
By the time it was january, we had completed 5 months. It seemed 5 years to me.
I registered for a school Geography Trip to Turkey. When i told Aya about the two week trip, she bursted in tears.
"no Faris, dont leave me please, Faris no, i cant live without you please no please"
After a couple of days of explaining and convincing her that i wont flirt with any girl. She accepted.
I would miss her, but i really did want to go on the trip.
And for two weeks out in the cold breeze the only thing that i remembered was not Aya's voice, but Shatha's laughter. And maybe, just maybe
I
Could
Be
Falling
In
Love
Again.
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