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.. 


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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!


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