Chapter 49

You said you want action so here it is, hope you guys like the post. xx 

Posting chapter 50 when I get home, don't complain on how short this is:p 

I stared at the picture my eyes were turning moist, and only Fatma noticed. 

She came closer to me and held my shoulders, "Sara? Shfeech!"

Me: "F-fatmaaa!!" I showed her the picture. 

She gasped and that made all of the girls turn around, "Shfeekum? Sara shfeech?" 

Fatma: "Mafeeha shay, Sara ta3alay m3ay." she directed me to the nearest bathroom, we got in and locked ourselves into the vanilla scented bathroom. 

Me: "F-fat-ma. Sh-shbasaw-wy al7eeeen?!" I cried out. 

Fatma: "Shhhh Sara, latabcheen t3awithay min iblees w thekray rabich mu zain tabcheen hal kither. 3a6eeni telephonich." I handed her my phone.

Fatma: "Ne6ray ashouf etha ay wa7da min el banat y3arfoon hal raqam.. kilish mu ghareeb 3alay chine shayfita." 

She walked outside the bathroom and I could hear their muffled voices, seconds later she came back, only looking at the phone.

Me: "F-fatma??"

Fatma: "Hatha raqam Shoug.." 

I looked at her with an antagonized expression. 

Hal bint matooub?

Matkhaf?

Mat7is?

"Fatma abi arid elbait." I said

Fatma called her driver and told him to come immediately. 

Me: "Shagool 7ag el banat? Please latadre Fay." I said wiping away my tears.

Fatma: "Gooleelhum shay 9ar bainich w bain ahalich."

Me: "Ok." We opened up the door of the bathroom, the girls gave me worried glances and looks, but I assured them I was fine and that I just had a fight with M7amad. Nothing to worry about..

Beep beep!

Finally, Fatma's driver is here. She dropped me off and I was home by 8:50. Ashwa!

M7amad: "Sara laish ta2akhartay?"

I looked at the time, "Tistahbel? Its 8:50!"

M7amad: "Bes ana geltlich trideen gabel 8:45."

Me: "Umbay jad M7amad?"

M7amad: "Enzain atghashmar shfeech, laish chthe wayhich chinich bachya?"

Me: "Mafeeni shay." I went upstairs and slammed the door close. 

I sat on my couch and started to envisage everything that has happened. 

Kila minich, al7een shnu befakroon 3anich? Tawnich haddah 3aziz, w al7een trou7een 3ind Wahab?

But I love him, I love him so much. 

Thats not an excuse, betrou7een feeha! Mafakartay eb ubooch? Ukhooch? What about their trust? They're going to lose their trust towards you. What about the girls in school? Shefakroon 3anich? What about Wahab? Begoul hal bint fithee7a. What about your mom? What if she was here would she be proud of your choices? 

But, this is not a game? I love him. I want to marry him. 

Thats still NOT an excuse, you're going to spend the rest of your life alone, mnu yabi bint shuwari3? Entay bint mu mitrabya!!

Those words echoed through my ears and were sinking into my brain, all the memories I had before, they were coming back. I had the urge to hurt myself. I made my way downstairs and into the kitchen. Baba had already used hot water to pour some tea, I held the hot water and forced it down my throat. I coughed, it burned the sensitive skin surrounding my throat. 

Tistahlain. Laish chithe tsaween eb 3umrich? A7san.

I got a towel and placed it in my mouth, this is going to hurt. I got some of the hot water and poured it on my arm, that caused me to bite into the towel hard. My voice was low so M7amad couldn't hear me. I looked at my arm, it turned into a very scary shade of red. It looked like it was bleeding from the inside. 

Endless tears started to fall down my cheeks, my vision started to get blurry. 

Testahlain akthar ba3ad. 

I dragged myself to bed, my arm was still boiling and I couldn't bear it anymore. But I deserve every second that was filled with agonizing pain. Laish sawait chithe? Laish matoub? Al7een shbi9eer feeni etha daraw ahali? I want to die. 

I closed my eyes that night, praying I wouldn't wake up the next morning. 

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A33eeed, I'll try posting 50 when I get home enshala!