The curse of curves 9

  "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.
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