Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Perfume - Chapter 32

Little did I know that someone followed me to Salman's chalet and saw everything. 

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After 4 hours of hanging out with Salman, I said my goodbyes and left, but not before promising him I'll come back tomorrow. 


Walking on the seaside, thinking about life. My thoughts drifted off to the whole Laith-Sa3ad situation. Laith hates me, Sa3ad broke-up with me, and life was hell. A pang of pain comes over me whenever I think about the day they both left me. They left me. Admitting that was my problem, I thought if I didn't talk about your problems they would just go away, but I was wrong. 

I remembered the days when we were just friends, not more not less. I was happy back then, no heartache, no pain, no drama. Why get into relationships? Why hurt ourselves? Why lose our parents' trust? Why cry over past lovers? The only answer I could think of is, we do it for the thrill. People act in love for the thrill. They aren't in love, they want to make themselves believe that they've found their soulmate. It also spreads a warm safe feeling, you start feeling giddy all of us sudden and take a look at the world to see that it actually became brighter.

I realised that I wasn't in love with them, it was just a crush or maybe I needed a person to make me happy, a person who would do the impossible to make me happy. Love is just some made up word that gives people an excuse to do whatever. I never fell in love, I just needed someone by my side. 

For the first time since Sa3ad and Laith both left me, I felt happy. My heart never broke, it just got scarred. These scars in my heart are what make me alive, they show me that I've lived a little. And yes, I regret getting into a relationship because now I realise, that I was a fool and it was wrong. 


"Shahad" someone disturbed my thoughts. 

I turned around. 

"Na3am?" 

"Meen Salman?" he asked. 

Shock took over me but then I smiled, "Why? Jealous much?"

"Shahad, jawbeeny" he said sternly.

"He's just a friend" I replied. 

"Dayman tgoulen 'He's just a friend' b3dain faj2a y9eer 7abeebk" he said.

"Ma bainy w bainah shay mn hathy el na7yah w ma by9eer shay, mn jdy lamma agoul he's just a friend I really mean it!" I replied furiously.

"Hatha elly knty nayma 3ndah ams 97?"

I couldn't answer, afraid of what he'll think of me if he could. 

"Shahad JAWBY!" he yelled. 

"Eee.. bs walla ma 9ar shay walla!! 9adegny please 9adegny! Hw kan 3alla el couch w ana 3alla el sreer!!" I spoke with fear. 

"8aleelat adab! Ma tst7een tnameen 3nd '3areeb??!!" 

"Please 9adegny please.. 3alla el a8al 5aleny ashra7 lk kl shay please" I begged. 

He took a huge intake of breath, "Fine" and exhaled. 

"Thank you! Thank you!" I smiled. 

"Yalla I don't have all day, abeek t5al9een el salfah gabl ma ygoumon." he urged. 

"Okay but first I want to do this" I hugged him, "Thank you for giving me a chance to explain" 

"You're welcome" he replied. 

"ENTO WSH TSAWOON" someone screamed. 

Oh no.. 
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Who do you think is the guy Shahad hugged?
And who's the person that caught them? 
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