weeks passed and everything went back to normal o ma gimna enshouf Haya at all, The last time I saw her was at the chalet. She even deactivated her ask.fm, her twitter account and her instagram.
Me and Bader's relationship has never been better, The occasional fights that don't last for an hour or so..
I woke up to the sound of bird's chirping. It's like music to my ears. I quickly took out a book from the table next to my bed It's called the perks of being a wallflower I really love it!
Today's Friday, yadetee emsawya zwara ib bait'ha. I invited Farah to come with me because she's been having family problems, Her parents are getting a divorce. She only told me, I would have invited the rest of the girls but friday's family zwaras 3indihum and I would not want to disturb.
Bru7hum my family thinks I go out a lot fa ilyoum ma ra7 ni6la3 elyoum. Going to be a chill day with farah. I want to be there for her. I know her depression is taking over, She's been smoking a lot more than usual. I'm worried about her.
I felt my phone vibrate, I was sitting on it. I fell asleep texting Bader, God I sound so cheesy.
Farah: Tara ana mu yahel
Farah: I can take care of myself
Farah: Yasmeen wainich you said 12 its 12:30
Farah: it's one 7abeebty goumay
Farah: Answer your phone!!!!!!!!!!
Farah: answer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PING!!!
PING!!!
PING!!!
And 17 missed calls shefukny minha al7een, Tow il naas. I peeked at my clock wella it's 2. I got up as fast As I could and changed into a cute summer-ish dress. It was hot outside but not summer hot, even in the winter break I got a tan. Koush jaw wallah.
I called my driver and told him to come and start the engine now. I applied eyeliner, mascara and a little concealer under my eyes. I need to sleep more.
I got into the car o ma wi9alt gabl 5 mins el7amdellah et3eesh ib nafs my block. I came to a stop to a huge and modern house, with swings outside o shakel il bait mat3oub 3alaih. I've always admired her house. The house looks huge for no one to live in just Farah and her soon-to-be divorced parents
Yasmeen: ana barah yallah na6ra.
6ab3an ezra3atny 3ind bab baitha, so I checked Ask.fm. One "question" they were never questions always insults.
A3arf srch intay o Bader, if you don't do what I say. Bagoul 7ag Remas -H
Maskeena. 3abalha bithadidny.
Farah dashat Il sayara, wearing all black. I deleted the question 3ala 6oul, I had more important issues. Her headphone's blasting with Lana Del Rey's Dark paradise. oh, no.
All my friends tell me I should move on
I'm lying in the ocean, singing your song
Ahhh, that's how you sang it
Loving you forever, can't be wrong
Even though you're not here, won't move on
Ahhh, that's how we played it
And there's no remedy for memory your face is
Like a melody, it won't leave my head
Your soul is haunting me and telling me
That everything is fine
But I wish I was dead
Everytime I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side
Everytime I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side
All my friends ask me why I stay strong
Tell 'em when you find true love it lives on
Ahhh, that's why I stay here
And there's no remedy for memory your face is
Like a melody, it won't leave my head
Your soul is haunting me and telling me
That everything is fine
But I wish I was dead
Everytime I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side
Everytime I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
But that there's no you, except in my dreams tonight,
Oh oh oh, ha ha ha
I don't wanna wake up from this tonight
Oh oh oh, ha ha ha
I don't wanna wake up from this tonight.
mabee a9eer judemental bes chinha emo.
"en6ir one minute" I told my driver
I opened the door and shoved Farah out.
"a77, shfeech maynouna?" Farah said almost yelling
"ana maynouna? entay shnu labsa!" Now I was yelling bs 7adeegat'ha imsakira fa maku neighbors yismi3oun.
"ta3alay" I grabbed her arm and took her inside.
"wain darich?" I asked, she shook her arm from my grip and walked the marble satires towards her room.
I rampaged her closet and found a suitable pair of floral pants and a white sleeveless shirt. I gave the outfit to her. "libseehum" I ordered. I know she hates me, I'm acting like a mother but It's for her best.
She took the outfit and went to the bathroom, I waited 7awaly 10 minutes.
I knocked the door "Farah" I said
she didn't answer.
"Faraah" I said louder and knocked on the door.
she still didn't answer
"Faraah bafich il baad" I said
"Dishay" She said.
Unchanged, sitting on the tiled floor smoking. She looks so dead.
"shakla mu zigayer" I said with disgust
"It's not, It's weed" Farah said
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