part 10

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Previously on part 9

He was leaning towards me, his eyes shifting from my lips to my eyes. My heart was racing, my palms were sweaty I knew what he was thinking and what freaked me out was that I actually wanted him to kiss me.

I think I just needed to feel loved by anyone.

Just as he was about to place his lips on mine his phone rang, it was his mother.

Lovely.

He had one of those mothers.

Part 10

He chose to ignore the phone, his eyes not leaving mine. I could feel my heart beating in my ears, he was getting closer and closer a part of me wanted his kiss, but a bigger part wanted to shove him off me.

He was not a good man.

He was a bastard.

He lied to my parents.

He almost hit me.

With all my strength I shoved him off me and ran off to the restroom where I locked the door twice. I wont let him get close to me, I wont let him touch me he didnt care about me, he didnt love me he just wanted to get his way with me.

It was the chase he longed for and not me.

I washed up, and stepped into the shower.

I heard him answering the phone angrily but I didnt care, in the end he was just talking to his mother.

After my hour long shower, and 20 minutes of moisturizing my body I placed my ear on the door trying to pick up any movement from him, it was dead quiet which meant I could run to my changing room and put something on.

I slowly opened the door, gripping on my bathrobe as if it were going to fall off me, and tip toed to my changing room, right before I stepped in I felt his tight grip pulling me and crashing me against his body. His eyes were fiery red.

"waleed you are hurting me"

"7arakatich hathy mo 3ly ana sm3a" I couldnt look him in the eyes. He turned my face so that I would face him.

"lmn akalmich i6al3ny SAM3A" I couldnt hold my tears back the tears came pouring out, he pulled me into his arms, hugging me tightly.

"7beebty ana asif, walla ma aqdar 3la za3lich bs ma tadren sh9ar feny ana bs aby akoun ymich wntay ma tbeny, yala dshay bdlay gabl la tmr'9en 3shan n6l3 okay"

I peeled myself off him and headed into the changing room, I wanted to crawl into bed and cry until I passed out but that was not an option.

"janoon tara bnrou7 bait oboy ilyoum"

"werent we there yesterday?"

"la ams ri7na bait omy ilyoum bait oboy"

"they dont live together?"

"la oboy mitzawj 3la omy, its common bl 3yla all the men marry more than one"

And that was the slap that I needed. Not only was a married to a selfish jerk, he had to visit two households oh and all the men in the family had second wives.

We got dressed stopped to pick up some sweets then headed to his father's house. They werent any better, actually they were worse. His "step" mother was a horrible witch, she had platinum blond hair, dressed way too young for her age, and way too small for her size. She was basically throwing herself at my husband.

Okay he disgusted me, but he was MINE.

"waleedan 7beeby shlonik wilaht 3laik" the second she saw him she threw herself into his arms and kissed him "mino hathy?" she eyed me from head to toe.

"hathy 7beebty o murty jana"

"waaih 3dya banatna a7la lw ma5thlik wa7da mn il 3yla" she said that to my face. His father was in the duwanya which meant Waleed left me alone with the women while he went to welcome the guests.

Once again I was left alone, no one talking to me or even looking at me. Even when they passed out tea, coffee and sweets I was completely skipped.

"intaw m5then b3'9 3n 7ub?" his cousin asked me. I just smiled.

"ana agoul akeed sa7ra waldna wla shybe feech akeed warach floos 9a7? mino oboch intay"

"i7tarmy ro7ich, ana o waleed in7ib b3'9 o mino intay 3shan itkalmny ana ib hal 6reqa" To my luck waleed walked in on that sentence, so in his head I just said I loved him.

"shfeekum"

"walody baby shouf your cousin" I ran over to him like a lost child who just found their mother.

"shfeekum 3la jana? shswolich 7beebty" He quickly pulled me into his arms, wrapping his arm around my waist.

"aby a6l3 mn ehnee mny mirta7a b3dain abek ymy" I ran the back of my hand along his face.

"5ala9 7beebty bs nit'3da 3shan oboy yg3ad m3ach b3dain n6l3 okay?" I felt his face warm up from my touch.

"okay bs mat-hidny 9a7?"

"ana aqdar"

This was said in front of his family, his step mother, his step sisters, his aunts, cousins, everyone of course I boosted up the dal3 factor, stuck to him like glue kept touching his arms, playing with my hair, gazing into his eyes. I wanted to show them all that he worshiped me, that if he had to chose he would chose me over them.

They had to know how to treat me.

I lost my parents respect, but I sure as hell wont lose their's they arent worth it.

Neither is he.

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part 9

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After his angry outburst I ran up the stairs and locked myself in the bedroom, I collapsed on the floor my knees could not carry me any longer. The worst feeling to experience is being along.

No one to talk to.

To confide in.

To share your pain.

You are just all alone, you have to deal with everything on your own.

I sat on the floor for hours crying, never in my life did I think I would be in this situation. I was the girl people came to for help, the shoulder they leaned on, the vault that held all their secrets and now no one knew about me, not even my cousins.

I got up, took a long shower changed into my pajamas then snuggled into bed. I realized the bedroom door was unlocked and I didnt want any more trouble with him, I just wanted to avoid him. I unlocked the door, turned the lights out and fell into a deep slumber.

I heard him shuffling around the bedroom, such a selfish man he didnt even care I was sleeping. I kept tossing and turning, I opened my eyes and didnt find him anywhere in the room. I decided to get up and lock the door, come to think of it I didnt want to share a bed with this bastard, wly feha feha.

Just as I was approaching the door he hugged me tightly from behind. I grimaced in disgust. He turned me around pulling me close to him I can hear his heart beating.

"ana asif 7beebty ma adre sh9ar feny shfta whwa e6al3ich mn awal ma w9lna o dsh il film m3na yanaait ma ast7amel a7ad e6l3ich '3airy intay ly ana bs 9a7 jana? bs ly ana 9a7 janoon?"

My tears failed me once again.

"sm7eny galby ana mi7tajlich jana ana t3ban o ma lgait il ra7a ila m3ach 3shan chithi ma hdaitich o swait ily swaita please fihmeny"

I just stood there allowing him to hug me, I could tell he needed this. He must have hugged me for a whole hour, playing with my hair, running his hands up and down my arms and my back.

"yala inam?" The idea of being with him hadnt crossed my mind, and at first I believed he would never force me to do anything against my will but seeing his jumpy attitude I was worried.

"ma abech it5afen mny o aw3dich ily 9ar ilyoum ma ytkarar intay '3alya ib galby o athba7 rou7ay gabl la a3wrich" I smiled, quickly moving away from him and getting into bed. He changed into his boxers and a t-shirt, turned the television on and snuggled into bed, too close to me may I add.

The more I moved away from him, the more he inched towards me.

"t3aly ymy shfeech baba" I moved closer to him still giving him my back, he slipped his arms around my waist and rested his head on my shoulder. I was uncomfortable but didnt say a word. Before I knew it, he was fast asleep I could feel his even breathing I tried to push him off me but he wouldnt budge.

IFF !

I couldnt sleep with him glued to me, I couldnt even breathe! I laid there for an hour listening to him, watching him he smiled, he frowned he looked so calm yet afraid like he really did need me, and before I knew it I was fast asleep me in his arms.

I hate to admit it felt nice.

"jana ... janoon your phone is vibrating theb7na" it seems like every time I drift off to sleep he manages to find a way to wake me up!

"just answer it laish lazem tz3jne o you wake me up"

"ALOO" he yelled into the phone "n3am .... ee hatha telephone jana 5air .... ha intay mino shtben daga mn 9ba7 allah 5air ... ee ana zojha ... ee 9ij tizawijt ..... aha intay zyoon 3del .... khala9 itkalmich Jana lmn tg3ad .. hahaha ee nyma ... zyoon khalena inam"

"laish ma 3zamt-ha il bait b3d?" I didnt want to say anything, I just wanted to pretend like I was asleep.

"heheh t'3aren 3ly 7beebty" its 8 in the morning wl 7beeb ray2!

"dont flatter yourself bs ma lah d3y you dont even know my cousin o g3d itsolif m3aha o jokes ...... MA LAH DA3Y" I hid under the covers, yaz3am im39ba!

"janooon" He lifted the covers in an attempt to tickle me

"LATJESNY!"

"7alaly asawe feech ily abeeh"

"WALEEED!"

I was laying on my back his lower body was on mine, his upper body supported by his right arm his left hand on my cheek he was looking deeply into my eyes, into my soul "3youn o galb o rou7 o 7yat waleed intay"

He was leaning towards me, his eyes shifting from my lips to my eyes. My heart was racing, my palms were sweaty I knew what he was thinking and what freaked me out was that I actually wanted him to kiss me.

I think I just needed to feel loved by anyone.

Just as he was about to place his lips on mine his phone rang, it was his mother.

Lovely.

He had one of those mothers.

part 8

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He kept receiving phone calls on the drive over to his parents house, and I could tell they were all work related. I just kept looking at myself in the side view mirror, trying my hardest not to cry. I didnt want to face my parents, not yet.

"Jana?" he woke me up from my day dreaming.

"hala"

"yala we9alna" He held the door open for me, and all I saw was the hundreds of cars that were parked in front of the house.

It freaked me out.

"shfeech?" he looked concerned.

"um mino kl hal nas?"

"ahaly, a3mamy, 3maty, 5waly, 5alaty all my cousins o second cousins ..."

"everyone is here? for us?" I knew I sounded like a scared little kid.

"ee 7beebty b3dain ra7 tfhmen kl shay"

Apparently he was the first grandson to get married, for the first 10 years the sons and daughters only had girls so when he arrived it was a major thing, and he was loved by everyone!

Not good for me.

He took my hands and led me into the entry way, then we were welcomed by 5 elder woman. They gave me a fake loving look, quickly pulling me into a warm embrace.

"2lf mabrook 7beebty wala o waldna 3rf y5tar"

"mabrook 2lf 2lf mabrook"

"bl imbarak minik il mal o minha il 3yal"

My mind couldnt adjust to the amount of people that were lining up in front of us, I didnt know where they were showing up from or who they were but they just kept coming and coming. I raised my gaze to be met with my mother.

I knew she wanted to be happy for me, it was a dream of hers for her daughters to marry into a known family, to have a good man but she wasnt truly happy.

She thought I was trash and my "husband" took pity on me.

My jaw was painfully throbbing, I couldnt smile again.

"will you be fine alone m3a il ahal aw tbeny ag3ad m3ach?" Just as I was about to answer him, his mother pulled him away saying something about how he cant keep his hands off me.

It was safe to say she didnt think much of me.

"uhhh" before I said his name, he came rushing to my side.

"shfeech baba?" He had his hand on my lower back.

"I dont have your number" I didnt look at him, I couldnt.

"oh ugh I saved it in your phone, I hope you dont mind!" I smiled then followed one of his aunts into the living room. She led me to the end of the room to greet his grandmother, she looked uptight not someone you wanted to hate you.

Well, she did.

She made it clear.

Over and over again that she didnt like me.

I sat alone, no one talked to me, not even my mother or sister. His girl cousins gave me nasty glares, his aunts occasionally smiled at me.

I decided this was too much to handle, I sent him a message asking him to join me. 5 minutes later he was by my side, and EVERYONE loved me.

"7beebty shfeech?"

"can we go I dont feel comfortable here" I moved closer to him

"laish baba a7ad swalich shay? '9yigich ib shay intay bs golely!" He glared at everyone.

"la la bs um its my mother ma aby I stay if she is here" He placed his arm around my waist pulling me even closer, I was stuck to him by now.

"fch 3n il bnt shway mhya 6yra" his horrible grandmother bellowed out to us. He stood up pulling me with him.

"3n ithinkum i7na masheen"

"3la wain ma t'3daitaw?" His eldest aunt asked

"il ayam yaya 3mity yala m3a il salama" I said nothing, I just followed him to the car, it was clear everyone respected him they didnt dare argue with him, including his mother. He opened the door for me once again, helped into his SUV, kissed my hand then got into the car himself.

"ha yo3ana aw tben coffee?"

"mm ana mo yo3ana bs itha tby takel I can order something to drink"

"la hm ana mo yo3an shrayich inrou7 movie?" I noticed the girls driving next to us car were trying to get his attention, it irritated me!

"ee movie sounds good" I dont know what got into me but I took his hands into mine, playing with each finger. I gently leaned in and planted a kiss on his right cheek to show the girls he was mine.

Even though he still disgusted me, his expression was priceless. He looked happy, his eyes were smiling and at that second I knew he had eyes only for me and no one else!

We headed to 360 to watch a movie, he ordered everything in the concession stand and he was so excited about it, it was actually cute. We both noticed hottie staring our way. I moved closer to him to send the message that I was with him. The guy went into the movies with us sitting in the same row as us. When the movie was done, I waited while he used the rest room and this hottie just stood there staring at me.

As we were making our way to the escalator, he shoved the hottie into the nearest wall.

"5AIR sh3ndik?"

"what are you doing?"

"INTAY SIKTAY mistansa imw3da 9a7bich wntay 6l3a ma3a rylich ... lykoun ma tadree inha tizawjt?"

My blood froze in my veins, I cant believe my beloved husband just said that to me. The hottie didnt make things better.

"heheheh la galatly bs shasawi it7beny" he punched him once making him fall to the floor, he then jumped him punching him twice more before a few men came and moved him away. He grabbed my arms and dragged me to the car.

I was now crying from embarrassment.

He literally pulled me out of the car and shoved me into the house, I fell face first on the marble floor. I lifted my head to look at him, and saw him raise his arm as if he wanted to hit me but quickly tightened his fist and looked away.

"6l3ay foug la athbi7ich al7en"

This was the first day of my marriage.

A day I will never forget.

part 7

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It took me a while to fall asleep, the thought of him sleeping close to me made my stomach flip. After a few hours I managed to doze off, but to be quickly awakened by a faint voice calling my name.

"jana .... jana .... jana ... jana" I sat up to look at him thinking he was awake, I was furious and was ready to explode on him but he was actually asleep. He was chanting my name in his sleep.

Did he really love me?

OR was he really an obsessive stalker?

I gave him my back once again and drifted off to sleep.

His phone started ringing at 8, apparently it was his mother, whom I havent met nor has he brought up yet!

"goum your phone is ringing" You can easily tell how irritated I was, I hated this!

He cleared his throat before answering "hala bl '3alya .... hala yuma ... b5air 3sach b5air ..... wala il 7imdilah .... ee mn ams.... inshalah ilyoum ayeech .... ee yuma ehya m3ay g3da agolich mn ams shfeech .... yuma gltlich ehya zojty 3jbkum aw la o byebha m3ay il bait ..... e9er khair .... m3a il salama!"

He turned to face me "sorry g3ditch"

"your mother knows about me?"

"akeed tadree, ana gltlaha iny tzawjtich whya kalimat ahalich bs uhma mo 3jbhum ina kl shay 9ar ib sr3a wna ma glthum bs lat5afen they will love you" he pulled me close to him placing my head on his chest, I wanted to cry not because I was disgusted with him but because I needed to be hugged so badly and all I had left was him in this world!

"shfeech janoonty lat7aten ahaly b3dain i7na malna shu'3ul feehum our life is ours 9a7"

I just nodded.

"yala 7beebty gomay 5alena we change o go out for breakfast b3dain aby awdech shopping 3shan '3da bait oboy aby il kl yitkalam 3nich" I wasnt quit sure if I should have been happy or insulted!

We both showered, changed and headed to Movenpic for breakfast, then we went to Avenues to do our shopping. He wanted me to show him everything I bought, he had an opinion about everything.

I just stayed quiet.

At 12- ish we headed home, there was a lady waiting for me.

She did my hair, my make up, my nails and I was ready.

He approached me, placing his hands around my waist and give me a quick peck on my right cheek "gumar"

I just looked down.

"7beebty ahaly ma ydroun bly 9ar o ma abehum ydroun kl ily e3rfouna inich i5t faisal wna 7a6 3ainy m3ach mn ziman ok"

"um, ahaly bkonoun mwjoden?" I dont know why I asked

"akeed baba" flashing me a smile.

I took the chance to look at him, he wasnt handsome. Some might even say he was ugly-ish but there was something attractive about him.

His presence.

His opinion.

His attitude.

It was just so damn sexy!

part 6

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His words gave me goosebumps, not just his words but the way he said them.

The way he looked at me when he said the words, like he owned me.

He did, if you think of it I was married to him, my parents kicked me out and I highly doubt the rest of my family would take me in without a million questions.

"baba lat'9ygen khulgich ily tbena byelich wly it2mren fee b9er ana t7t amrich lw t6lben 3youn uhma lich"

I lowered my head, biting down hardly on my lips I could taste the blood. I wanted to stop crying, I knew my tears would do nothing "im going to shower" I was about to walk out of the living room, but he stood up pulling me to him. He wrapped his arms around me crushing me against his chest, yms7 3la sha3ry trying to comfort me.

"sam7eny jana 3ly swaita bs ma ra7 tlgain a7ad a7san miny o m3a il wagt btshofen hl shay"

I peeled myself from him and made my way up to our bedroom. I hated to admit that I loved it, everything in the room called out to me as if he furnished it purposely to my liking. It looked and felt a lot like my bedroom at home. I sat down on the bed fighting back my tears, I laid my head down on the comforter inhaling in his scent.

It was everywhere.

And before I know it, I fell asleep dreaming of him.

I felt someone carry me and place me carefully onto the pillow, they then covered me and gave me another warm kiss, this one was loving.

He turned the lights off and left me in the cold darkness of my new room, in my new house.

I woke up 2 hours later, at first I was terrified because everything looked new but then quickly realized this was my new life and I had to adjust. I walked into the closet chose a dress then headed to our bathroom to shower.

I took, what felt like, an hour long shower loosening up my nerves and muscle. I got dressed and stepped into our room.

"9a7 il noum" He was in shorts only, wasnt expecting that.

I quickly looked away "9a7 bdanik sorry ma 7sait ib ro7y"

"noum il 3wafi 7beebty, mo yo3ana? ma tbena nit3sha?" I was starving.

"um 3la ra7tik" I walked over to the dresser to apply my make up and was welcomed by his arms. Once again he pulled me in for another warm hug.

"aby kil ma ashofich itlemny"

I stayed quiet.

"yala ana b5ith shower sree3 3la ma tjhzen" I took the chance to glance at his body.

Wow.

He had broad shoulders, each muscle clearly outlined as he walked and moved his arms. His arms were tights, his pecks were tight and his abs were tighter.

I never looked at his features, I never wanted to but after seeing his heavenly body I made a mental note to take in his features. I got ready and sat on the couch waiting for him, a few minutes later he walked out in his dishdasha looking handsome as ever.

He also smelled yummy.

He took my hand and led me to the car, we made our way to Rangoli where we had a quiet dinner. I ate in silence, while he starred in silence. It was very awkward.

After dinner he took me on a short drive, he stopped at Caribou for hot chocolate then took me to some beach "do you mind itha tmshaina shway?"

"la 3dee"

We walked for an hour once again in silence, before we chose a spot to sit in.

"Shfeech '9ayig khulgich?" I didnt understand this man, he acted as if yesterday never happened, as if he didnt humiliate me in front of my parents, as if he wasnt the reason behind me losing my family possibly for life.

I just looked at him, I couldnt say anything. What was he expecting me to say?

I just sat down quietly next to him looking out into the water.

He placed his hands into mine and just left me alone.

We drove back home, and got into bed.

He turned the television on while I dozed off.

This was the beginning of my new life.

part 5

"mama .. mama ... mama please riday 3lay sim3ouny wala ma swait shay fahmony il salfa" My father took the liberty of locking me in my room. No one was to speak to me or see me until tomorrow and it was only because to help me prepare for the "milcha"

"sm3eny 3del lmay kl a'3ra'6ich malich rada hal bait sam3a" There were multiple suit cases in my bag, I had to fit all my things in them. After an hour of yelling and crying I decided to start packing, I didnt understand what was going on but wherever I was going I wanted my things with me. I started with my clothes, shoes, bags, accessories, make up then I filled a bag with all my books, pictures, gifts, year books everything that had good memories for me.

I dozed off to sleep on the couch, and around 4 am I heard my mother's faint voice shaking me.

"mama mamati gomay 7beebty namay 3l frash arya7lich"

"mama wala ma swait shay, shfeeh baba laish bzawjeny il 7qeer"

She sat in front of me, took my hands into hers and gave me a look that made my insides move "intay it3rfena?"

"la ma a3rfa bs shfta mn sina ibma3r'9 lulu o zyoon o mn youmha wain ma arou7 yl7agny wla mara kalmny aw it7arsh feny bs kan yl7agny w5izny"

"mama uhwa e3rf o5och Faisal o kan yl7igich leana kan mu3jab feech o kan e7atich o uhwa kalem faisal 3nich ina ybech bs faisal gala ina tw il nas o ina eyey ekalmna b3d ma tit5arjain" There was a long pause, it worried me "o mn cham youm kan bl jam3a m3a wa7id mn 3yal 3ma aw 5ala o shafich m3a wa7id o 7s ina bainkum shay o bdal ma erou7 3nd o5och wt9er salfa gal yt2kad o s2al 3n il waled ily kintay m3a o sm3 ina mo 5oush waled o ina 3nda shuqa o suwalif banat .... " my mother started tearing up here

"mama mino hal waled, intay it3rfen all my friends even the guys mn high school you know me, you raised me ana ma swait shay I never had a boyfriend hatha chathab!" I started screaming, I was furious!

"qa9ray 7isich la ysm3ina oboch ..... warana il video warana 9uwar intay wl zift bader dasha o 6l3a min shiqita tg3den bl sa3at 3ndina wna 3baly intay bl jam3a .. laish yuma i7na qa9rna m3ach ib shay? 7irmnach mn shay? laish itb3en 3umrich? laish ra5a9ty rou7ich 7g wa7id ma yswa laish '9y3tay rou7ich laish ya yuma LAISH"

I was numb. My limbs were incapable of moving.

He stooped low, low enough to lie to my parents the people who meant everything in my life.

My parents think their daughter is a slut, that I slept with someone, that im not a girl because of some bastards obsession!

"shiftay shloun intay skta y3ne 9ij ?" She was standing by the door way.

"mama wadeny il 6beb 5l yakshif 3ly 3shan tit2kdoun iny bnt" I was quickly welcomed with a slap "hatha ily naqi9 b3d al7en wld il 7alal yaby yaster 3laich 3shan ma7ad ytkalm w tbeny awadech il 6beb 3shan il kl yadre? mynoona intay?" that was the last conversation I had with my mother.

I woke up at 11 with the worst migraine.

My mother called someone from the salon to "prep" me since I was leaving right after katb il kitab, I wasnt even having a dinner. I was packed, and ready waiting upstairs. I can hear everyone but no one came in to see me.

Faisal didnt know about what was going on, he thought his "friend" genuinely wanted to marry me and that I was okay with it.

"yuba shloun mi7na imswen 3sha?"

"khalhum 3la ra7t-hum hatha ily yabouna"

It was time.

I was called into the living room to sign over my life to a selfish man.

The second I was officially his, my bags were already sent to our house he let me say goodbye to my family and quickly took me to our house.

"nawarty il bait 7beebty ana 5lait ilsha'3alat eratboun kl a'3ra'6ich ib darna, o 3ndich maktb 7g kutubich o ashya2 il jam3a ma bugalich ila course 9a7?"

I nodded.

"5oush 3yal golely mino your professors 3shan akalmhum es3donich"

"I dont need your help I am doing well bl jam3a"

"ee adree 7beebty bs course il ta5uruj dymen stress wna ma aby murty she stresses, intay 7yatie"

We were sitting in the downstairs living room, the house was nicely furnished not really my style but it was clear that they worked hard on it!

"laish swait chithi? we could have worked things out mn '3air mat5aly ahaly yikrihony!" I was on my knees in front of him, tears in my eyes. He placed his hand on my right cheek, moved closer to me planting a warm kiss in between my eye brows.

"leany a3shigich, wly ya3shig e9er mynoon"

part 4

"nona shfeech ma kalaity shay?" My cousin zayoon asked she knew me the most out of everyone, she could read me like an open book.

"la wala shay 3ndy paper due o ma adree shktb 3na" You always got away with school work excuses.

"aha let me know if you need help" I gave her a smile flipped over my phone praying the red light was not blinking.

It was.

A message from my father all it said was "t3aly il bait al7en"

My father and I had a normal relationship. We occasionally had lunch with him, if he wasnt busy but my mother was the one who dealt with us so to receive a message like that from him could not mean good.

We had dessert and headed home, I parked gathered my belongings and was making my way to the gate, the instant I laid foot into the garden I was yanked from my hair and welcomed with a slap on my face.

"intay ya jlelat il7ya ma tst7en 3la wayhich ana ma 3rftich arabich ... wain awady wayhe golely .. alah ya5thich inshallah" Every word my father spat out stabbed me like a dagger to my heart.

I was lost and confused.

"3my tukfa 7alftik matswe shay" It was him, it was my stalker looking at me with victorious eyes talking to my father calming him down.

"khalny arabeha shway" My father raised his hand to slap me once again, but my stalker stopped him.

"3my khalha 3ly ana gltlik aby aster 3laiha o ra7 arabeha mara wa7da" and with those words I lost consciousness.

I woke up a few hours later on the couch my sister sobbing next to me, my father still looking enraged and my mother looking numb. My brother was not there thankfully.

"yuma galby 7beebty feech shay? shly 3wrich? laish swaity chithi yuma laish 7beebty"

"WA5RAY 3NHA gltlich latjesenha hathy mo mutrabya e'9aher ana il 7mar im5aly il3yal 3laich bs shofay binitich shsawat !"

"baba ana ma sawait shay sh9ayer ana mo fahma" I could barely spit out my words

"3my 3la mw3idna bacher b3d 9alat il 39er inshalah?"

"ee yuba yeb ahalik wl shhood o seda ta5ith hal zbala m3ak"

He looked over my way with a devilish smile, and I understood everything.

Everything was clear.

Tomorrow he was to be my husband.

part 3

This one is to my 5 followers, thanks for the support o inshalah you are enjoying the story ;*

"mn wain yayeb hal 7ub? you dont even know me!" I was enraged, just because he has been stalking me for a year does not mean he knows me, let alone loves me.

"ana a3rf kil shay 3nich KIL SHAY o adree ina uhwa mo 9a7bich 3ndiy il history for your line" His eyes were fiery red, I knew this night was not going to pass by, something was going to happen.

He moved closer to me, placing each arm alongside me. I couldnt look into his eyes, my eyes were plastered to the floor. I was shaking with fear, my heart racing thinking of the worst. I thought of my mother's loving smile, my father's watchful eyes, my sisters caring arms, my brothers overprotective nature.

My friends.

My cousins.

My life.

I managed to raise my gaze and look at him "aboos edik latswy feny shay, khalny arou7 please ... please khaleny arou7 ana asfa please alah e5aleek" My knees collapsed from under me, I fell to the floor, he stepped back looking down at me.

"mny imsawy feech shay jana bs intay ly sam3a hal laila ma ra7 it3dy lain adre inich ly wala a7ibich 7beebty intay laish ma tfhmen ana ma aby a2thech ana bs aby a7ibich o abech it7beny" With that he turned around and walked away not looking back at me.

I sat there crying for what seemed like hours, I finally managed to pull myself together and drive over to meet my cousins.

I enjoyed my time with my cousins, but something was off.

A feeling in my gut telling me things were not okay.

He was nowhere to be seen and it was so unlike him, the man who followed me everywhere for a year was nowhere to be seen.

He was up to no good.

He was at my father's duwanya talking to him.

This cannot be good.

part 2

It was just another day at university. I attended classes, met up with my friends and was heading to my car since I was done for the day. I bumped into an old friend who had transferred to KU with me.

"ahlaain" I welcomed him with a smile, not aware of the pair of eyes that were watching me.

"halaa intay wainich matbayneen" my friend Bader said.

"mwjouda bs its senior year o tadry how it can get" We were walking side to side, both heading to our cars. We continued with our small talk until we parted and just as I was about to get into my car I saw him pass by in his car. He rolled his window down, glaring angrily at me. He threw his cigarette on the floor, rolled his window up and drove off without a word.

I quickly hoped into my car and sped off home, his mere presence disgusted me.

Later that night I was going to meet my cousins for dinner, I was already in Caribou with some study buddies and was running late.

"intay wainich" my cousin zayoon's voice roared from the phone

"kany kany im leaving 360 now"

"yala okay i7na twna wa9len avenues"

I rummaged for my keys and just as I was about to unlock my car I felt someone carrying me and thrashing me against a car. I closed my eyes, the sharp pain slowly numbing my body.

"6AL3ENY" his husky voice echoed

I didnt have to open my eyes, I knew who it was.

"AGOLICH 6AL3ENY"

I slowly opened my eyes, tears blurring my vision.

"mino kan ily m3ach bl jam3a? o shloun it3rfeena" my mind was racing trying to comprehend what he was saying, but I was shooting blanks.

"JANA" he yelled once again

" n.. n3am" I finally was able to utter

"7beebty mino kan ma3ach bl jam3a? o laish wa9lich ly syartich"

"he is just a friend please hdny g3d it3werny" He loosened his grip but still stayed close to me.

"akeed bs your friend?" He looked worried, afraid of what I might say.

"ee" I couldnt fight my tears, I was now quietly crying.

"laish tbechen 7beebty ana 7beebich mo qa9dy az3lich bs ana shfta o yanait sm7eny janonty"

"INTA MYNOON ANA MO 7BEBTIK ANA MA A3RFIK YOU ARE JUST A CRAZY STALKER WHO FOLLOWS ME EVERYWHERE I GO ... o b3dain ily kan m3ay 7beeby shtaby, shbtsawe bala?" I dont know what came over me, but he had that effect on me.

anger.

"ana amout feech fahma ya3ne shino amout feech wntay ly LY ANA ma7ad '3airy ib ya5thich fahma"

part 1

"ana amout feech fahma ya3ne shino amout feech wntay ly LY ANA ma7ad '3airy ib ya5thich fahma"

Everytime I went out I would see him. Watching my every move, reading my ever thought it scared me. How can someone have the ability to just sit there and watch another person.

It started about a year ago, I was at my cousin's booth at a local exhibition for teens. I was sitting there minding my own business when I heard a husky voice.

"lw sm7tay ib cham il bracelet?"

I looked up and saw a pair of lazy grey eyes looking down at me. He was smiling but nothing was innocent about his smile. His messy hair, his broken nose, the scar on his lip trailing all the way down to his chin.

He was bad.

Everything about him was bad.

And I dont mean bad boy, playing around, girls and all that.

No.

I mean bad person, bad seed.

Just pure evil.

"ib thalth dananeer bs itha sharait 2 it will be 5"

"bs 3ndich hal alwan?" I knew he wanted to carry on the conversation, but to be honest I just wanted him to go.

"mm dgeega anadelik my cousin leana its not my booth" I honestly did not know what colors she had.

"5oush" He dug into his pockets pulling his blackberry out, he lifted his gaze to follow me.

"mm lulu fee wa7d ys2al 3n il bracelets 3raftehum the ones you and zayoon did"

"fee bl box under the table bs ma adre itha fee many colors" I walked back to the booth to find him with a few guys, all looked like him.

"um hathol il alwan il mwjden which one do you like?" I innocently asked

"intay nagely" he was looking deep into my eyes, it gave me shivers.

"I like the blue and the black" I looked back down at the box, I needed a distraction.

"mm aswad ma eloug 3laich"

I froze in place, I couldnt believe my ears.

"the bracelet is for you" slightly biting down on his lip.

"I already have one, o please dont waste my time itha mo nawey tshtery shay" I closed the box shoving it under the table again, and sat down biting down on my lip irritated with this creature.

Since that day wherever I was out I would see him.

We never talked or anything, but he would be there watching me, smiling, paying my bills, sending me gifts.

It was just disturbing.

For a year I thought everything was okay since he never physically approached me.

Until that one day.

The day I saw my life flashing before my eyes.

Introduction

Do you sometimes wish you can turn back the back to when things were simple.
Our parents guided us, making all the decisions for us and all that was expected was for us to smile and obey.
But as we grow up, the responsibilities piles on us and we are expected to always have an answer.
What if it isnt that simple?
What if you dont know the answer, what then?
Should your world crumble?
Should people look at you differently?
No.
It is all a part of life.
Life and living is what makes us keep going whether we like it or not.
Life.