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Hey everyone, I don't really know how long it's been, probably a month. It feels like i was gone for an entire summer though. Well I wrote this short post for you guys, because I haven't been completely honest with you. 

Yes i left because i needed higher grades ou el7imdila I got the grades that i wanted. But i also left because someone knows who Wahab is, and they were fooling around leaving messages on my tumblr. And I think any girl would've been furious because it's not me they know, but someone you really care about. I told Wahab and he said I shouldn't worry about it and that it wasn't a big deal. He said I should just end the blog just like I said I would and everything would be fine. But if she knows who Wahab is, she might find out who I am. 

I just felt like I needed to get it off my chest because it's been bugging me for so long. I wont be deactivating any time soon, I'll have my twitter and ask page open but I won't be signing in that much. 

Thank you for reading. 

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Hey everyone, I know this post is going to get so much hate, but I don't really have a choice. Most of you guys know that Layal is a real person, she's one of my readers/followers, and she decided to share her story with all of you. Apparently someone knows her school and managed to find out who she was. Along with Rand, but Jawa and Deema are unknown. Some anonymous users have left comments of  her school, and someone commented and said her real name. (Don't bother looking because I deleted them all) ... And of course when you've been through a lot of shit you don't want people to know who you really are. Layal read the comments, and said she didn't want her story being read anymore. 

I'm going to close "Regrets and Cigarettes" but "Spontaneously Planned" is still going to be up. And since I'm starting school again, I'm going to close my Twitter and Ask.fm page. I noticed last year I didn't try my best when I had my blog opened, and I strongly regretted it. So I'm also doing this for me. 

However, I will open up my Twitter and Ask page in a month or two, just to talk to you guys, then I'm going to close it up again. 

Please don't be angry or upset because if it was you, you'd be doing the same thing. I love each and every one of my followers, thank you so much for reading, commenting and making me smile. It was an amazing experience!

Also, thank you to all the lifeless anonymous haters, you guys have no idea what people have been through yet you say the nastiest things about them, but its fine because I've learned to become stronger. Congrats, you sent hate with the anonymous button on, you're pathetic. But hey... "What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger" so, thanks bitches. ~o~

Lastly, a special thank you to the friends I made along with the blog, they know themselves. I love you guys so much and I can't thank you enough, keep making people's days!

This isn't the last of me, I'll be back :p

Buuttt.. it would be cruel for me to close the blog and not tell you what happened. Layal is not the way she is, she's changed. She doesn't know what happened to Rand, but Layal is as good as new. Jassim (Layal's older brother) found out about her, and she was punished. I wouldn't be writing this story for nothing, its a lesson or a guide for any girl thats going through this. 

Again, I hope you understand. I'll be deactivating on Thursday. Please don't leave any comments on Ask saying what I'm doing doesn't make any sense, or I'm overreacting, I won't answer. 

Thank you! x

Update

So, many people thought it would be interesting for me to do an update. I thought it would be a great idea since Wahab has visited. So I hope you guys enjoy the mini post, comment telling me what you guys think xx

Sunday, June 10 2012. 
Wahab has already informed me that he's going to be in Kuwait soon. I can't really explain how happy and overjoyed I felt, it's been months since his last visit. You see, we didn't talk that much. It's not the same anymore. My best friend has turned into someone I'd talk to once everyday, instead of all day. I'd be asleep, he'd be awake. Or I'd be awake and he'd be asleep. But when he's in Kuwait all of that changes, it's like we were back in time. I was 15 and he was only 17 years old. Riding our horses all day like we had all the time in the world. It's like we've paused a video of us when we were younger, and when he's back we'd play it again, as if nothing had happened. But it's better that way, it's a reminder to me that even though we don't live in the same country, a person can be faithful and loving to you, even when they can't see you. 


Okay let's just stop the lovey dovey talk. I know it grosses some people out. 


I waited anxiously for tomorrow to arrive, Wahab was going to be landing today late at night. We'll be waiting for him bl mazra3a, he wanted to check up on Sami, and he said his excuse for seeing me was Sami too. I laughed and thought it was a bit mean since he left her and ran off to college. She'd neigh and wiggle her head uncontrollably when she saw him and I thought that was the cutest thing ever!   


I checked my phone and smiled at Wahab's status update. 


Wahab:
Finally in Kuwait. 


Me: Il7imdila 3asalama:*


Wahab: Allah ysalmich<3 I cant wait to see youuuu yal7ilo! <3


Me: You mean Sami..


Wahab: No, you ;p 


I am not exaggerating, ibtesamti shaga wayhe! 


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Monday, June 11 2012. 
12:00pm
I am constantly whining about how hot the weather is. Riding in this kind of weather is hard and can be overtiring. But I keep in mind Wahab's going to be there and that makes me shut up. 


Me: Mittah bito9al?


Wahab: Yabeelna ni9 sa3a yimkn, you?


Me: Already here


I wore something decent and it almost make me look good. It's been a really long time, I'm not going to let him see me in my washed out riding clothes that were occasionally covered in mud. But I brought riding clothes just in case. 


I made my way to my room, looked at myself for the last time in the mirror before heading down to the living room where Baba and M7amad were seated. After exactly 40 minutes or so, the door sprung open. A guy wearing a dishdasha that had random sand stains came in and shook my father's hand. But wheres Wahab? 


Wahab's father: "Halla Sara, shlonich?"


I was still looking at the door, damn it Sara! Answer him!


Me: "Uhh hala 3ami, ana bkhair wnta shlonik?" I said quickly, pulling my gaze from the door and facing his smiling face. 


After several minutes the door opened again, I couldn't see his face, only his tall figure. The sun's harsh rays made his whole face black. After the door closed slowly his friendly face appeared, grinning at me. Wahab hasn't really changed. Well, maybe a little. His hair is a bit longer, and he got more toned up. But he had the same beautiful eyes, the same warm smile, and the same personality. He finally ditched the Kuwaiti habbah of wearing Abercrombie and Hollister shirts, instead he was wearing a black v neck and some jeans. I wanted to go up to him and just hug him, but I reminded myself that my father was right next to me and that would be suicide. 


My dad was next to me screaming, or let's just say talking loudly, and M7amad got up from his seat and started to hug Wahab. I only sat there awkwardly, waiting for him to say something. 


After he greeted everyone in the room he turned to me. 


Wahab: "Ha... shlonich Sara?"


Me: "Tamam, enta shlonik?"


Wahab: "Il7imdila." he said, then looked down to his phone. I could see the hint of shyness in his eyes, he got that the first time we saw each other. It was weird, it's been a couple of years and that still hasn't changed. I smiled at the thought. 


Okay let's just stop here for just one second. So many readers are confused about where this is going, and I'll tell you everything right now just to avoid future confusion.  Wahab said that if a guy ever comes up and asks for marriage, I wouldn't turn him down. And just to explain why he said that... it's because he doesn't want me to wait years just for him. I'm not going to say any more because it will confuse you guys even more. -.-


I kept my eyes on my lap for the rest of the afternoon, thank god for ask.fm, but I could still feel his warm gaze on me, I was just too afraid to look up. Wahab talked about California and how it was there. And M7amad, being the typical Kuwaiti guy he is, said something that made my head shoot up from my phone. 


M7amad: "Wallah hagaitik trid wya wa7da ajnabeya, ha Whayeb?" he joked, patting Wahab's back.  


Wahab: "Ee wallah, inshala mara thanya w bayeebli mu bes wa7da, thintain!" he glanced my way and half smiled, knowing I get jealous easily. 


M7amad: "Ee adri feek, tsaweeha.."


Wahab: "Ahaha laaa wai3 shabi feehum, akhithle wa7da Kuwaiteya a7la minhum, wallah 6la3aw jeyakr!" 


We ate our lunch and waited for the sun to go down so we can ride. By 5:45pm I got out and suited Strike up.


As I got on top of him and was leaving the stables, I saw Wahab walking towards Sami. But Strike still didn't stop, he passed him and galloped his way to the arena. I watched as Baba guided Wahab's father and M7amad to his car, akeed beshoufoon elmazra3a eli yamna. But for some reason I don't want to be left alone here with just Wahab. I felt as if it would be beyond awkward, but a part of me wanted to just sit there and talk. 


After I stopped riding I saw him sitting on the bench stroking Sami's forehead. We sat down and talked like before. Suddenly all the awkwardness disappeared, I got my best friend back. He's back to teasing and poking me playfully. I wanted to enjoy every second he was here because I knew I won't be seeing him for another handful of months. 


I realized we've spent hours here just talking about random things, even when Baba and Wahab's father got back, but they didn't see us. I thought about it, even if they did see us... I don't think it would be a problem, we maintained our distance from each other. 


Wahab's phone rang, he answered then quickly closed it. 


Me: "Shfeek?"


He got up from the bench, "Ubooi yabeeni. Dgeega bas.."


Me: "Okay na6ritik." I got my phone out and checked ask, I wasn't aware of where Wahab was headed, he stood behind me and peeked into my phone. 


I looked up to him, "Ent lail7een mari7t?"


Wahab: "Hatha the blog's ask?"


I sighed, "Eee.."


"Bagra!" he grabbed the phone away from me. 


Me: "Yeeebbaa!!" I stood on the bench and started to reach at it, but he's too tall. 


Wahab: "Are you and Wahab still together?" he said, reading a question, "Shal ligafa!" he laughed. 


Me: "Yeeeba!" I snatched it away from his hands and placed my phone in my pocket. 


Wahab: "Okay yallah baroo7."


Me: "Roo7."


Wahab: "Khalaa9 ya3ni baroo7, barid California."


I crossed my arms and sat down, "Chathab."


Wahab: "9ij! Al7een ubooi bewadeeni."


Me: "Okay, bye."


Wahab: "Shnu no goodbye hug, wla shay?"


Me: "Mmm, la2." 


Wahab: "Khala9 3ayal mara7 a36eech your gift I got you from California."


Me: "Heheh I'll take the gift please, bes without a hug."


Wahab: "3eyal maku."


Me: "Wahab! Bes 3ad, its wrong." I surely regretted what we used to do before Wahab took off and went to California, I just needed him to know that "hugging" is not considered okay anymore. 


Wahab: "3afyaaa 3al sha6ra, see I was testing you."


I laughed, "Wayed."


Wahab went to see what his father wanted, in the meantime I started answering your questions on ask :p 


He came back and sat down. 


Me: "Mita bitrid?" I wanted to avoid this question. 


Wahab: "3ugub bacher."


Me: "Shbitsawe 3yal?"


Wahab: "Bag3ad ma3ach 6ool elyoum, ba3dain ba7ader washouf rab3i, wli 3ugba baroo7 ashouf wld khalati w inshala itha midah ag3ad bl mazra3a shway."


Me: "Ifff Wahab ig3ad sboo3."


He sighed, "Widyy wallah." 


I was hoping the awkwardness doesn't find it's way back. We were quiet for a second. I looked out into the green land, staring at Strike that was far back. 


Wahab: "Sara shoufeeni."


I turned around and saw him holding out his phone. 


Wahab: "The7kay."


I covered my face with both of my hands, "Wahaab shakli zift!"


He held my hands in his, revealing my red face. "Gumar!"


Me: "Waaay! You're so cheesy." I said making a face. 


Wahab: "Adre, yallah the7kay."


Me: "Bes ib shar6, ana ba3ad a9awrik."


Wahab: "Okay bes please ya3ne latnshreen 9uwari."


Me: "Waaih mu min 7alatik, Khala9 mabi a9awrik!"


He laughed and took a picture of me laughing as well, I looked at it, well it could've been worse. 


Our day consisted of riding and just talking about what might happen in the future. I enjoyed every second of it, Wahab was right next to me and that's all that mattered at the moment. 


Hope you guys enjoyed the update, thank you for reading. x

Chapter 60 *The Ending*

Yes, this is the last chapter. I'm sorry but I got more than 40+ people asking for a dedication and I just lost track of them. So this chapter is dedicated to all of you. I love you all, thank you for reading my story. Enjoy x 


*I'm sorry if I have any errors I'll correct them later. x




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A year has passed. A full school year. The best part is? It was filled with joy and happiness. I was never disappointed by anyone. I'm turning 17 soon, Wahab is already 18 and ready to graduate. And this is how it all ended. 






"WAAYY3A! Shnu hatha?!" Mneera said coming into the classroom, she looked horrified. 


Me: "Shnu shfeech?!" There was only 11 girls in our classroom at the moment, everyone has left because it was the last day of school. The hallways were practically empty and most classrooms didn't have teachers.


"Masma3taw bl hallways 9rakh!?" Mneera said. 


Fay: "Haw ay 9rakh? Maffi a7ad yabgara!"


Me: "Wait shnu hatha?" a black figure ran across the hallway. We all ran to the door and peeked outside, but no one was there. 


Fatma closed the door forcefully and pushed us back, "Ya jema3aa shga3d y9eerr!!!! Mafi ablat bhal hallway kila!!"


We heard muffled laughs outside the classroom, and as if something was being cracked. 


Mneera: "YUUUMAAA!!!!" she screamed, running to the end of the classroom. 


I felt my phone vibrate against my uniform's pocket. 


Wahab: I'm coming to get you :p


I laughed then screamed, "SENIOR PRAAAANKK!!" 


The remaining girls screamed and laughed their lungs off, including Mneera. 


Fatma: "A7ad efich el baab!"


Mneera: "Min9ijich?! Shaklhum ga3deen y7athfoon bai'6!"


Wahab: Ta3alaaw bara yal khawafeen!


Me: Wahabo min9ijkum? Shyaybkum our campus?!


Wahab: Heheh senior prank?;)


Me: Where are you? W laish labis 3abayaa? =))


Wahab: LOOOL muu ana! Some senior girls are in on it too;p


Me: "Mnu y6la3 m3ay?"


Fatma: "Annaa!!" she said running across the classroom and pulling me towards the door. 


Mneera: "Min9ijkum?! Latkhaloona brou7na!"


Me: "Bnshouf shga3d y9eer w bnrid relax!" I said, laughing at her puzzled expression. 


The rusted door squeaked as I opened it slowly, I felt like this was some kind of scary movie or something. 


We were in the middle of the hallway, the empty hallway. 


Fatma whispered, "Wainhum?"


Me: "Latgooleen 7ag a7ad bes Wahab's in on it too."


Fatma gasped, "7ilfay?!" 


Me: "SHHH!"


We walked slowly, I looked behind my back just in case. 


Fatma: "SARAAAA!!!!" she said screaming while running to the bathroom, she ran in the opposite direction and hid in there, leaving me alone in the hallway. 


































Alone with a senior wearing a ghost face mask, holding eggs and water balloons in his hands. 

For the people that don't watch scream and don't know who ghost face is. :D I'm sorry if this scared you :( 


I backed away as he came closer, he ran while he threw the eggs, but he missed me. 


I laughed as he chased me to the bathroom where Fatma was, I got in and so did he. 


I couldn't control my laughter, "P-pleeassee HAHAHAA!"


He took his mask off, revealing his flawless face. 


Wahab: "Wallah 6ela3tay mu khawafa!" he said hugging me. 


Fatma: "Get a room!" she said exiting a bathroom stall. 


I was still laughing uncontrollably, "Ya7mar khawaft Fatma!" 


Fatma: "Entay tadreen ma7b hal ashya2! Wallah shway wabool eb 9irwal malat 3laik w 3laiha!" We both laughed at her facial expressions. 


Me: "Wain the rest of the seniors?"


Wahab: "Ni9 ta7at w ni9 ib this floor bes they're hiding, yawailkum itha gltaw 7ag a7ad haa?" he said looking at Fatma. 


Fatma: "Enzan Wahab, wili salmik khari3 Mneera Al-X!" 


Wahab: "Affa 3laich bes, wainhe?"


Me: "Heheh ta3al." I held his hand while directing him to our classroom, he stopped there and wore his mask back on. 


Wahab barged in, and closed the door behind him. I could hear the screams of girls. But mostly I could hear Mneera. 


Fatma: "Umbay 7araaam!!!" she said laughing. 


Mneera: "Laaa-aa-2 plea-ease!" 


Me: "Umbay Fatma magdaarrr HAHAHAH!" I bursted out laughing, covering my stomach with my hands. 


Fatma: "Emshay khandish lay9eer feehom shay!"


I opened up the door and the whole place froze, the ground was covered in water. 


Me: "HAHAHAHAHA W-wyooohkum!!" 


Mneera stared at me, then stared back at Wahab that still had his ghost face mask on to cover up his identity. 


Mneera: "M-mnu hatha? :O" 


Me: "Hahaha a7ad, yallah imshay." I acted like Wahab was a girl just to keep the senior boys out of trouble. 


Wahab bowed and got out of the room, closing the door behind him as if nothing had hapened, the girls all laughed at how he bowed. 


He removed the mask once again, "Ifff kheesa!" 


Me: "Enzain shbitsawoon ba3d?"


Wahab: "You'll see, imshaw weyay." he directed us down the hall and into the huge green courtyard. 


"EXCUSE ME!" I heard Ms. Lindsay behind us. 


Wahab: "Khara, rekthaw." Wahab held my hands as we ran across the hallways, exiting the building. 


Ms. Lindsay was no where in sight, she probably found the rest of the seniors. Wahab's yellow Wrangler was parked outside in the school's parking lot. 


Wahab: "Etha s2law goolay we didn't see their faces okay?" 


I laughed, "Okay."


He kissed my cheek before opening the car's door. 


Fatma: "3shtaw."


Me: "Chub." I said, smiling like an idiot. 


I can honestly say it was the best last day of school, I've ever experienced. 


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I got into the car with Stanley, as soon as I sat down Baba called me. 


Baba: "Ha shloun akher imte7an Sara?"


Me: "Wallah el7imdila sahil!"


Baba: "Ha akheran 3a6altay?"


Me: "Eee wallah faka, one more year bes!:D" 


Baba: "Ee bes 3ad lazm tshideen 7ailich eb grade 12 ha Sara?"


Me: "Akeed!"


Baba: "3afya 3la bnayte, yallah riday elbait w saway jan6itich bnrou7 el mazra3a." 


Me: "Enshala, yallah bye."


I reached home and did what I was told, I got out my large brown bag and started to stuff things for this weekend. 


Wahab: Khala9taay?


Me: Yup! How was graduation?


Wahab: Wanaaasa, still can't believe I'm done! Wish you were here though


Me: Mabrook 7abibi:* Ee walah:(


Wahab: Allah ebarik feech<3


Me: So shbitsawe?


Wahab: Shalaih m3a rab3e b3dain bayee el mazra3a 3shan ashoufich:*


Me: Have fuun, cant wait:*


I sighed and finished packing, M7amad was waiting for me downstairs. 


M7amad: "3shtaaw one more year wt9ereen senior ha?" 


Me: "Eee takhayaal!"


M7amad: "Hahah yalla imshay nrou7." 


We drove off in M7amad's Silverado truck and reached there in an hour or so. I've missed Strike so much, I haven't seen him since before exam week! I was riding the whole day enjoying every minute of it.


I grew tired, my hand muscles ached and Strike looked thirsty too, I got down and let him roam freely, eating all the grass and drinking all the water he could find. I went back to the villa and found Baba who just recently came. 


I sat down next to him and got my phone out, a bbm from someone..


Fatma: @KTownsSluts shoufeeh.. ;s 


I clicked the blue name which led me to twitter. I clicked the avatar scared to see who it was.. 


Loading..


And then it appeared, I gasped. 
















































Mneera? Mneera Al-X? The same girl who made fun of a girl who was the next victim last year? I'm not judging her or anything, but she used to always make fun of the girls that were posted, how did this happen? 


Allah yaster 3laiha, maskeena she didn't deserve this. 


I looked at the picture again, she was sitting on a huge red truck with two guys, they looked like her cousins, but her thighs were showing, the dress she was wearing was short and tight. 


The past came rushing back, slapping my face with every cruel event I remember. 3aziz and Shoug came back to mind. And for some reason I started to cry silently. 


I feel lousy, as if I was back to my weak self. The self I used to hate so much, the self I used to blame for everything. 


The phase where I lost hope, where I lost everyone's trust. Where I felt so lonely, like the whole world turned their backs around on me. 


I realized what I was doing with Wahab is wrong. Well to be honest I've known it since day 1, but I was just too weak to tell him. I'm actually scared my picture will end up on that account. 


I sighed and tried to get the memories out of my head. 


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I got up from my bed and changed into my riding clothes, headed downstairs but I found no one, I checked the time: 8:30am


Oula! Shmga3dne? Well I can't go back to sleep, might as well check up on Strike!


I made my way to the last stable at the end of the land, Strike got up and came closer, I got some food out and started to fead him. 


Someone covered my eyes, I smiled. 


Me: "Wahab!" I turned around and hugged him tight, "Mabrook 3al takharujj!"


Wahab: "Hahah allah ybarik feech!"


I let go and looked at him, "Kbart :')"


Wahab: "La ba9ghar t9adgeen?" we both laughed and sat on the bench inside the stables. 


Wahab's phone rang, interrupting the silence. 


Wahab: "Dgeega warja3lich, Rashid gam edig." he got up and walked over to Sami, stroking her head while he talked to his older brother. 


He froze for a second. I couldn't read his facial expressions, I couldn't make-out the emotions that were circling his face. He argued, sighed and looked down. I've never seen him this angry and upset. 


He hung up and slowly came walking towards me. 


I got up and asked, "Wahab shfeek?" 


Wahab: "Uhh Sara.."


Me: "Shfek 3sa mashar?" I came closer to him.


His face was facing the ground, I tucked my fingers under his chin, lightly pushing his head up.


Me: "Wahab?? Please rid 3lay ma7eb chithe!" 


Wahab: "Sara basafer."


Me: "Okay, so?"


Wahab: "Mu ga3da tefhimeen, basafer this summer and I won't be back till next year. Bashouf Rashid ukhoy ba3dain bakamil derasty eb California..."


Me: "Sh-shnu?"


Wahab: "Sara.."


I choked back the tears and faked a smile, "Wahaab, I can't believe you're upset over this! Haha la 3adi ra7 ashoofik inshala. Cham sena btadris hnak?"


Wahab looked more upset after what I said, "Seven." 


My smile disappeared from my lips. A frown replaced it.


Seven years?


I couldn't really describe how I felt. It was the same feeling I had when I knew about my mother. The feeling of losing someone. But, Wahab's still here.. that didn't make sense. 


Me: "Mta t-tsafer." don't let a tear fall. 


Wahab: "Bacher." 


Me: "Trou7 witrid belsalama."


His expression hardened, he looked sort of... angry? He never looked at me this way before.


Wahab: "Allah ysalmich." he walked off and made his way to his father's villa. 


I cannot believe what just happened, one second we were hugging and the next he's mad at me?


We ignored each other for the rest of the day, each one of us in their own villa. He usually came to ours and spent some time with me. Later that night I went outside, he was sitting in his car, his hand was dangled outside the window, under his car were about four cigarettes and another one that was just lit up between his fingers. 


It was getting late, and Wahab is going to leave soon. 


Is he going to leave without saying goodbye?


I hate it when people do that. 


I got back in and sat in the living room. 


Wahab: Sara pls 6l3ay barra shwaya. 


I got out and saw him standing there with his hands in his pockets. 


Wahab: "Sara.." I came closer to him, tears streaming down my face. 


Wahab: "Sara bes 3shan basafr it doesn't mean we're done. Sara, this changes nothing."


Me: "Seven years mu shwaya."


Wahab: "Adre mu shwaya, but I'll come back to Kuwait from time to time. And we'll come here and ride."


Me: "It's not going to be the same."


Wahab: "Wallah lo agdar chan ga3adt Sara."


I smiled, "I know." 


We paused for a minute, I don't know where this is going..


Wahab: "Ta3alay.." he extended his arm and held his hand out for me to take, we walked towards the last stable which was 5 minutes away.


He stopped suddenly, "Lazm arou7."


Wahab turned around and looked at me, my face was looking at the ground. He placed his fingers under my chin, "Sara shoufeeni."


Wahab: "Wallah, when I'm back I'm going to make you mine."


I loved the sound of that. No more hiding, and no more lying. He'll be mine, and I'll be his. All I have to do? Is wait. 


Wahab: "Bes lazm you promise me one thing?"


Me: "Anything?"


Wahab: "Etha yalich wa7id ghaire, don't wait for me."


I didn't say anything, but I can't promise him that. 


I walked him to his car, he got in and slid the window open.


Wahab: "I love you, tadreen 9a7?"


I grinned, "Adri."


He smiled, held my hand and planted his last kiss, "Bye Sara."  


Me: "Bye." 


I watched his car disappear as it got smaller and smaller. 


You may think this was a sad ending. But guess what? This isn't a fairytale. It's life. And in life you face many challenges, life defines who you are. The struggles you've been through and how you overcome them? They define who you are. Life doesn't stop for anyone. 


I'm currently still in school. I see Wahab once or twice a year and if I'm lucky, more, whenever he comes back. He'd come visit me and my family bl mazra3a and we'd ride just like old times. 


Wahab is doing great with his studies in California. And is currently reading the blog! 


Shoug and 3aziz are out of my life for good, I haven't heard from them ever since. 


Nouf and 7amad are still going strong. 


Fatma is still in my life, and I am more than happy about that. 


Till this day I miss him dearly but I know I'll see him again soon. 


I hope every one of my readers gets to feel what I felt in the past years. Thank you all so much for your kind words and support, I wouldn't have come this far without you. I love you all so much! 


Everything was indeed, Spontaneously Planned!


@KuwaityBlogger
www.ask.fm/kuwaityblogger
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Chapter 59

This chapter is dedicated to @Haya_AlThani and @M_Shady22 because they're just too sweet! Enjoy everyone and please tell me what youu think! x
















Finally out of the hospital! :D


I woke up to that message and let's just say it made my whole day! Wahab's finally out. Every thing's back to normal. El7imdila :D 


Wohoo, ha 3eyal shbtsawi elyom? :D I replied, I knew exactly what he was going to do. 


Madri wallah, bag3ad filbait I guess


Me: Laa btyee baitna, ubooy tawwa rad min elsufar w yabi eshoufik:D


Wahab: 9ij? 


Me: Eee, I'm guessing ubooy ga3d ykalim ubook right now. 


Wahab: Can't wait:*


Me: Hahah me too<3 


It was about 1:00pm. Wahab and his father were going to arrive in an hour or so. I got out of my bed and changed into some decent clothes, lightly brushed my hair and went downstairs. 


The door bell rang, Baba rushed to open it. Wahab came in, his face still had the scars I saw last time. Both Wahab and his father salimaw 3la ubooy w g3adaw. I felt kind of awkward since Wahab is in our house, when my father was here too!


Wahab's dad: "Ha bu M7amad w9ilaw el awrag?"


Baba: "Ee mashkoor bu Rashid matga9er, wallah khosh shay eli dazait'hum..." they kept discussing whatever it is they were discussing, Wahab and I were making weird eye contact. I smiled shyly and looked down to my phone. This felt so weird, I wasn't this shy during Wahab's presence :/


Baba: "Ha Wahab shloun eedik?"


Wahab: "Ashwa a7san min ams 3ami"


Baba: "Al7een shnu 9ar bilthab6 bu Rashid?" Wahab's eyes widened, he looked at his father with horrified eyes, then looked at me. 


Wahab's dad: "Wahabo," he hit Wahab's shoulder lightly, "Kan 9ak housha wya 3aziz Al-X, 3arafta?"


Aha. So that's what happened? :)


I looked at Wahab angrily. He lied.


Baba nodded angrily, his face was disgusted when he heard 3aziz's name. 


Wahab's dad: "Fa t'hawishaw w 7awalna infachich'hum bes lail7een.. 3aziz ta3awar w wadoh el mistashfa."


Baba: "Oula w kil hatha min 3aziz Al-X?"


Wahab's dad: "La, 3ugub laman ri7na el mazra3a w 6a7 min Sami kil hatha 9ar. El7imdila allah i7fu'6a."


Me: YOU HAVE A LOT OF EXPLAINING TO DO! :) 


Wahab: Saraaa! Lat3a9been tekfain


Me: Shloun ma3a9ib? Laish itchathb 3lay? 


Wahab: I'll explain everything later.


I huffed and turned my attention to my father. They were talking and I was staring at Wahab with an angry expression on my face. 


Wahab: A7ibich :D


Me: Chuuubbb latkalmnee!:@ You promised me no more fighting! 


Wahab: :( Sara wallah mu eb eeddi gitlich I have anger managements! You think I want this?


I sighed and looked up, he had a sincere look on his face. Maybe I was too harsh?


Wahab: I'm going to see a therapist. 


Me: I'm sorry, bes Wahab please latchathib 3lay mara thanya..


Wahab: Okay wallah akher mara, bes latz3leen :( 


Waaaayyyyyyyy :( He's too cute, I can't stay mad at him!


Me: Okaayy (a) 


Wahab: 3ayara;p


Me: A7ibiiikkk \o/


Wahab: :o


Me: Don't push your luck:p 


Baba: "Ha 3eyal Wahab? Mabuga shay 3al jam3aa ha? Wain nawi tadris?"


Wahab: "Wallah madri ga3d agoul yah adris sina bel lkwait wakamil derasa bara aw adris bel lkwait bes.."


Baba: "Ahh, wain bara?"


Wahab: "California, wya Rashid ukhooy."


An7ibi6 whenever Wahab talked about college. California? How am I going to see him? And I can't tell him to stay, what kind of person would I be if I did that? 


Wahab: "Wallah shakle badris bara a7sanli." he finally said before checking his phone. 


We ate lunch and shortly after that Wahab and his father went home. I flashed Wahab a smile before he left. 


-


A month and 2 weeks later :D


"Get on the horse."


"Mabi"


"IFFFF GET ON THE HORSE!"


"MAAABYY!"


"Wahab laih mita?! 9arlik shahar al7een, don't give up on riding!" 


Wahab smiled his devilish smile of his, "Terkbeen wyay 3yal?"


I raised an eyebrow, "Shnu yahil mat3arif trkab brou7ik?" I tried hard not to smile. I knew he was faking it. 


Wahab: "Laa, ya3nee matadreen ymkn y9eer shay w you're better at riding." he looked at the ground and smiled. 


I crossed my arms and looked at Sami who's been waiting, she hasn't been ridden in a very long time! I came closer and stroked her forehead, pitying her. 


Wahab: "Haa shgeltay?"


I sighed, "WAAAAYYY WAHAAAB MA9ADGIK!"


Wahab chuckled, "After you myy lady." he held my hand and tried to help me up. 


Me: "Chub." 


I extended my arm and pulled him up. 


He coughed, "A777eeemm, miskeeni."


I pinched his arm and held on to his waist, "Tera akher mara ha?"


Wahab: "Y9eer khair." he flung the handles and that made Sami neigh, she ran across the place laih akher el mazra3a where we weren't visible. 


Me: "SHWAAY SHWAAY MAYNOON?"


He only chuckled.


Me: "Nazilnyy abi ashoof Strike."


"Okay." he said, running out of breath, we plopped down and led Sami back to her stall. I kissed Strike's forehead and started to fead him some large carrots I found lying around. 


Wahab: "Sara."


Me: "Halla?" I said, still focusing on Strike. 


Wahab: "Thank you."


I looked at him behind my back, "3ala shno?"


Wahab: "9arle shahar mu rakeb, w rikabtay wyay.."


I grinned, "Shda3wa." then I turned my attention back to Sami, I was acting as if it wasn't a big deal but inside I was screaming my head off, I helped Wahab overcome the fear he felt for a while! Who knew it would be riding?


I could feel him coming closer, but I made myself seem as if I hadn't noticed, I missed our time we spent in the stables. It felt weird, every week we'd meet up here. Not 360, not avenues, but here at the stables. Any normal couple would meet up at some random mall. But the place we shared never looked so dull after the accident. I'm more than happy we were back to normal.


He stood next to me shyly and extended his arm onto my shoulder, one of his hand was placed in his pocket casually. 


His face was inches away from mine, the bridge of his nose was lightly stroking my cheek. 


"Sara?"


Me: "Hmmm.." I said pretending not to notice. 


Wahab: "Wayhich a7mar."


Me: "Waaaayyy khala9 Wahab daraina, 7ar moutt kheesa shasawi?"


He laughed, "9ij wallaah?" 


Me: "Ee ba3d ga3deen bhal 7ar w i7na b ni9 el 9aif ya3ne.." 


Wahab: "Tadreen ina the stables are in-door. W.." he pointed at the air conditioner right above my head, "Fee mukayef."


Me: "Eee heheh.." 


Wahab: "Yaa7elu eli ysti7oooon!" he planted a kiss on my cheek quickly.


Me: "WAHAAAB!" I hit his arm, and this time I think I hurt him. 


My eyes widened, "Umbay :o Wallah sorry Wahab sorryy sorry!"


His face was red from all the laughing.


Me: "7maar?" I said laughing even harder. 


Wahab: "Ma9adeg 9arlina akthar min 4 months together w lail7een tst7een?" 


I smiled, he can laugh at me all he wants! I don't care! I'm just over joyed by the fact that he's back to riding. 


Just like old times.