Chapter Eight.

"Rawaa shoufay six o'clock . fe 9bayan gam ykhzounch," Talah said, she was scared, she's always scared .

"Kaifhom ywaloun," I told her " shfeech mkhtar3a haha,"

"La bas mako a7ad blma63am bas i7na w ohma," she started biting her nails nervously.

"way shfeech w fe 3ayla hnak," I pointed at them. "wee fashla shafoune wana a'asher," I giggled. Their table was far.

"Plus it's crowded downstairs, mara7 ygdroun yithb7ouna law you're thinking that way,"  I said sarcastically assuring her.

"Rawa they are staring. not just staring, gazing actually. Nathrat'hom tkhari3,"

I turned my head 180 degrees to see them. Widened my eyes when I saw them and whispered "Oh my god"    

"Shfeech?Mno t3arfeenhom?,"Talah said.

"Eeeeh a3arfhom a3arfhom," I replied.

"sh3arfch feehom mno hathoul? Shfeech chthe mkhtar3a," She got scared too, typical Talah.

"tethakerain ili gltlch 3anhom today? Ili they teased me and my dogs wille omme 6la3at t3arf ahaleehom? Ohma hathoule," my face is heating up and turning red; it turns red easily even when I'm not scared or shy, It just blushes all the time.

"wai3 inzain shyaboun chthee ykhzoun," she said disgustingly "Inzain tara wayhech 7ammar,"

"wai3 9j? wayd a7mar?," I said as I tooj a mirror from my bag to check.

"eeeh a7mar," she started chuckling.

"offf 6af 6af. Inzain ta3alay weyay barou7 akalmhom."I said setting my bag on the table after putting the mini mirror in it.

"Maynouna intay trou7een 3nd 6awla tars shabab?," she was shocked.

"Eeeh maynouna w mafeha shay ana mo ray7a 3ashan asoulf ray7a atkalam jad w they will take it seriously, I hope,"I sat up.

"inzain ilnas shbegoulon 3anna?," she questioned me.

"yarabe mako nas mo tawch tgouleen ilmokan fathe w ykhar3,"I answered.

"Walaain yalla ngoum," she sighed.

We walked towards their table. I was so nervous praying to have a good respond when we reach the table. They looked at us as we headed to them.

"Ilsalam 3alaykom,"I said blinking, yes this is the nervous me. I bet I looked funny over-blinking and face blushing.

"wa3alaykom ilsalam," they replied, shock was hunting their faces.

 "Lazim nitkalam belle 9ar ilyoum," I said with a strict voice, good Rawa good

"Ha? Eeh okay shno ili tabeena?," One of the boys said rudely. They were around eight boys and the table was a twelve person table. I felt like I needed to cry but I held my tears in. I'm being a kid.

"Okay," I said "Awal shay inta...,"

A boy cut my words by saying "Awal shay intaw g3daw," he said it politely. Ya7laila.

"Okay mashkour," I placed the chair back to sit on it. Talah shacked my forearm, she didn't like the idea but I can't see a reason why no to sit so I pulled her down to sit next to me. She sat down.

"Omch matadre inch weyana 9a7?," The polite guy said

"9a7," I replied.

"3ayal sorry ma nigdar njawb 3ala ay shay brou7a msa3 you got us in a trouble," One of the boys said.

"I got you in troubles? Mashallah you forgot what happened bsr3a? masra3," I said  "Ma china you started the whole thing,"

"ma7ad galch t9ereen that hot," one of them whispered.

I was like way3a shfeeh hatha.

"Talah khangoum ma tiwaqa3t'hom chthe yahal," I couldn't control my anger, got a bit mad but I have the right to.

I was just getting ready to get up when one of them held my wrist, the polite one.

I looked at his hand and switched to his face.

"Asfeen malch shighl fehom bas g3day. Mithel ma gltay lazm nitkalam w wa3ad minne mara7 akhaleehom ygoloun shay," He said as he released my hand.

I inhaled and exhaled, gave Talah one look to see her expressions and I read it, she agreed with him, I love her.

"okay," I sat again.

"Akhaf nitkalam w trou7en 3nd omch witgoulenlaha klshay w bit6ee7 ilsalfa brasna," one of the boys said, not rude though.

"La wallah mane mitkalma," I said

"shille tabeen t3arfeena?," the boy who said "ma7ad galch t9ereen hot" said.

"Awal shay mno reem?,"I asked.

"Mno reem?," Some of them said at the same time.

"dgeega,"I got up and headed to the first table me and Talah sat on.  Took our bags and headed back to their table. Talah gave me a death stare. Oh I left her alone with them, I smiled to her.

I took my phone from the bag and showed them her twitter account and the tweets she tweeted to me, and the DM too.

"Madre man3arifha," one of the boys said.

"Ohh,3ayal sht6la3," I said "Okay the next question is shloun omme t3arfkom w mno intaw w laish sawaitole chthe bil jam3eya?," I talked really fast.

"Ma ngdar nitkalam jidamha," the boy looked at Talah.

"Ille ana a3arfa ihya bt3arfa fa 3ade," I said. Talah gave me a relief smile. I smiled back.

"Omch tadre inha tadre?," He asked.

"No and she won't mind," I replied.

"Mithl ma intay 3ndch supernatural powers i7na ba3ad 3ndna, w omch ihya the main manager for the super heroes house, an organization as well," The polite boy said. I heard them calling him Tareq so that's his name.

"Goul wallah," I was shocked. I felt betrayed by my mother. Why wouldn't she tell me and my sister and brother about it? Why was she keeping it away from us? And when was she planning to spread it to us? Was she even thinking of telling us about it? I can't see the point of hiding it from us.

"Wallah laish bachathb ya3ne,"Tareq said.

"Inzain why did you do what you did to me back to that morning?,"

"3ade makan qa9dna shay bas kinna nitghashmar. Kinna mwa9leen w daykheen w makan 3ndna shighl wallah asfeen," He said.

"Inzain omme ba3ad shes not normal?," I asked

"Akeed she's not. If she was she wouldn't be the manager," He said laughing. I felt stupid.

"Inzain w my sister?," I was close to tear.

"wallah manadre 3anha," One of them said. I didn't notice that guy sitting.

"I wish I had supernatural powers," Talah talked.

"Hahaaa 7abeebe Talah shilch b 3awar ilras," I gave her a hug.

"I can't imagine my life without my powers," the rude guy said.

"Shno your powers?," I asked them.

"Ana w 3abdallah w Salah w Jassim werewolves," Tareq said. Salah is the rudest one.

"Cool," me and Talah screamed.

"Talah always wished to have a werewolf boyfriend," I teased. I said nothing but the truth.

"Chub," she laughed.

"Aha 3ashan chthee you get mad easily," I said as I found out.

"inzain wilbaje shno?," I kept asking.

"Ana Khalid w ana shamana," He said.

"Hehe shno ya3ne shamana?," Talah asked.

"It's the power of moving things with eyes. Not only moving things with eyes but I also can get my soul out of my body and wander in any place I want to,"Khalid said.

"Wanasaa," I said.

 Khalid is the boy who kept being silent. He's also the youngest, I can tell.

"Ana Majid w Nader w Abdul Razag sorcerers," Majid spoke.

"Kashkhaa nafs Harry Potter, I'm a potterhead,"  I said and they laughed.

"Bas khala9 fashla we have to go," I said. Talah agreed.

 "La ma3zoumeen 3al 3asha," Salah said. "Bad girl gone good" I thought

"La manigdar nig3ad ba3ad," Talah said.

"we had a little fun with you guys w mashkoureen 3ashan giltoulina klshay wallah I appreciate it," I said. "Ma3a ilsalama,"

"Ma3a ilsalama," they replied.

Me and Talah went back to our table.

"Yshawgoun," Talah said.

"hahaha I know 7adhom," I replied.

"bas khala9 3aib shga3d ngoul," Talah laughed and I joined her.

"waay nisaiy inne mayta you3. Yalla lets order," I said as I took my menu.

"Khal nakhth mix hamour w sushi w klshay heh I feel like eating everything," I said excitedly.

"yallah," Talah said.

The waiter came to take our orders. He asked whether more people are coming to join us and we told him that it's just us. He joked about the amount of food we are having. He was extra nice I loved him. We even followed his twitter account.

We chatted about everything and I told her about Faris and how he has feelings for me, she was happy but I told her that I don't want to get in a relationship. Not with Faris and not with anybody.

"Laish 3ad eyanin Faris mako minna," Talah said.

"Bas I'm too young for these shits," I tried to convince her.

"you're fifteen, I don’t think you are young," She said

"imbala young w ni9 bas khala9 lets not talk about this thing," I said.

Our dishes arrived and we ate silently. I enjoyed every single bite of the food. I'm the best food eater ever. I can eat everything and anytime. Even if I'm full I eat.

The thing I love about myself is that I eat but I don’t get fat.
After eating we rushed to pay the check and went outside, walked along the beach.

The weather was peaceful. Warm breeze touching our hair and kissing our faces. We sat by the sea building our own castle.

"Al7een I can't control my powers akhaf asawe shay w ana ma adre 3anna," I asked crying.

"Abaih intay shfeech dalou3a wayed 3ade shda3wa lama trdeen si'alay omch klshay," She hugged me.

"Okay," I said" 3ad maley khlg ard ilbait a7s omme m3a9ba 3alay,"

"La 3ade 9adgeene 3ad mara7 tz3al wayd 3ala6oul btertha. Your mother is the sweetest," She said.

"Eeh,"I said.

We finished building our castle. Talah called Khan to pick us up. He said that he'll arrive at sharp ten meaning we'll have thirty more minutes.

We took a lot of photo shoots and I set one of them as a twitter avatar.

Khan arrived, our trip back to our houses was short. We listened to our favorite songs and sand along with them.

Talah dropped me to my house and left.

I opened the door letting myself in and I saw my mother sitting on the sofa reading her Doctor Phil book.  

"Alsalam 3alaykom," I said getting no reply.

"yemma glt Alsalam 3alaykom," I said

"wa3alaykom ilsalam, rou7ay ghorftch maley nafs ashoufch," she said

Oh my god now she's mad.

I didn't feel like arguing so I went upstairs and decided to talk to her tomorrow morning, when she's calm.

Chapter Seven

Hey beautiful readers, i won't post in the next two weeks. i have to study more for my midterms.

please tell me about your opinion when you finish reading,thanks =D

I started telling my friends in whatsapp and twitter that I was sick and I'm good right now.

Then I tweeted  " yallah @"Talah's username" ta'akhartay," and got a reply two minutes later from a new follower called Reem, and the tweet said "I know about your secret, bitch"

I couldn’t believe what I've just seen, what does she want and is she talking about the "Purdandent" thing?

I started typing in the messages after following her back of course, the last time I checked I had stalkers so a DM is better than a mention.

"Listen honey, ana klsh mo fatha 7ag suwalif yahal. You either spit it out right now or you keep blackmailing or whatever you're trying to do, but be sure that you'll be ignored,"I waited for about two minutes, no reply.   I hate waiting.

I stood up to take the television's remote control, switched it on and sat on the same sofa I was sitting on, changed from one to another. Finally found something on the TV to cheer me up. It was on nickelodeon, my favorite cartoon from the day I was born, Spongebob .

That episode when spongebob was  looking for his pet Gary was on
My pone lit up, i got a new direct message, it was from Reem, the unknown girl.
"I know many things about you, things you don't know and you will be dying to know them. Want me to show them to you?Play along with me," I read.
"What the hell?," I whispered to myself.

I need to know what she knows and what "I'll be dying to know," , but no. everything will get revealed in the right time.

I blocked her and actually report spammed her account. "why did I repot spam it when there's no use of it?," I asked myself. The answer is definitely because I'm annoyed and I don’t want to hear anything from her again.

My phone rang, I answered it.

"Ha w9altay," I said

"Eeeh yalla nizlay,"

"kane yaya," I told her while walking towards the gate and gun the mobile up.

"Rawaaa I miss you so much 7aaail," she got out of her car, rand and hugged me tightly, I hugged her back tighter.

"Yalla goulele klshay," she said. We hopped into the car.

I told her what exactly happened. From waking up in that incident morning to getting out of the house to see her.

"And that s what happened," I sighed.

"Oh my god, is it a kind of an early April fool? If it is then you're totally dead ," she slapped me jokingly.

"hahaha la wallah 9j. 7atta do you want to check the bald place in my head?," I told her, trying to prove it.

"laaa 7abeebe," she said and then hugged me, her voice was shaky .

"shfeech laish ga3da tabcheen?," I looked her in the eyes.

" ma agdar ashoufch chthee," she laughed while crying, cute.

"wishfeene ana? I've never been as good as I am right now,yal dalou3a a7bch," I hit her head with my both hands.

"Ohh nisait agoun 7ag mama inne ba6la3," I started dialing her number.

" w laish 3ad? Mn mita wintay tista'athenain?," she asked wonderingly.

"Ma adre, never actually. Bas a7s inna I have to 3ogob ili 9ar ams," I answered her.

"Alo yemma ana 6al3a weya my friend," I said when she picked her phone up.

"You'll be okay? Inzain wain ray7a 3ashan law sama7allah,"

"yemma shno law sama7 allah ya3ne shbe9eer ya3ne?shno ya3ne al7een I’m in danger ?," I was almost  screaming.

Here's something about me. I may ask people questions and when I do, I expect them to answer me in the way I want them to. When they don’t? I get stupidly  mad. *btw it's true, this is the actual me*

"waay ma ita7achain," she said and hung the phone up.

"offfff mo mn 9jha, sadat il telephone eb wayhe," I told Talah.

"hahaha parents," she said

"bas mo omme, hathe mo 7arakat'ha," I said, guilt Is all I felt.

"6af 6af. 9j where are we going? Khan where are you taking us to?," Talah asked.

"Avenues mama," khan answered.

"wai3 no please not avenues. I'm not in the mood to walk in a crowded place," I said. I felt like crying because of my mother.

"Talah please ba7ar,"

"ay ba7ar tabeen?," she asked smiling. I guess she liked the idea.

"Abe seafood w ba3dain ba7ar. Abe mokan mo za7ma bas still fe nas," Nothing would shut me up.. I can give you a list of billions of things I won't be easy on you if you don't give me what I want.

" Woah woah, chub Rawa chub shwayya. Seven Seas  is good?," she asked while typing in her blackberry.

"yeah yeah. Burj Al7amam Khan," I said with a huge smile on my face.

"9j mo china it's early for dinner? Its 6:40," she frowned.

"I haven’t got anything in my belly in days Talah," I gave her a puppy face.

"Okay okay, Burj Al7amam it is,"

"yaaay," I kissed her cheek.

"Khan I gave you once a CD, play it on," I said.  I always give my friends' drivers music CDs made by me, a collection of songs I like.

"he tucked the CD in the stereo. The first song was Conspiracy by Akon. Wow it kinda fits my current situation. I started singing and Talah joined me. She didn’t know the lyric so all she did was murmuring with the melody.

We finally got to the wanted place after an hour of being lost in Kuwait's streets. Khan has to take the blame.

ME and Talah went out of the car. The parking lots were full.

People are here just to eat in the downstairs Lebanese restaurant so I'm okay with it.

 We took the elevator to go up. Laziness controls us.

I picked a table next to the window. It was an eight person table but it was okay since the place is half empty and there were five more eight person tables.

I sat facing Talah.

"Rawaa shoufay six o'clock . fe 9bayan gam ykhzounch," Talah said, she was scared, she's always scared .

"Kaifhom ywaloun," I told her " shfeech mkhtar3a haha,"

"La bas mako a7ad blma63am bas i7na w ohma," she started biting her nails nervously.

"way shfeech w fe 3ayla hnak," I pointed at them. "wee fashla shafoune wana a'asher," I giggled. Their table was far.

"Plus it's crowded downstairs, mara7 ygdroun yithb7ouna law you're thinking that way,"  I said sarcastically assuring her.

"Rawa they are staring. not just staring, gazing actually. Nathrat'hom tkhari3,"

I turned my head 180 degrees to see them. Widened my eyes when I saw them and whispered "Oh my god"    

Chapter six.

Hey everybody, sorry for the delay i really was depressed and i couldn't continue. but now that I'm back I'll post three times a week or maybe even more. 

i bet you forgot about the story so all you have to do is to read the fifth chapter to remember the events. 

i really want to hear your feedback, its all i care about. enjoy xoxo

Mama Mariam and Dalal came back. Dalal was holding a box filled with spices taken from the kitchen and in my mother's hand was a huge old dusty book and she held a medium sized bowl with a knife in the other hand.

"Ra7 ta3awerain shwayya bas hathe il6areeqa ilwa7eeda 3ashan tgoumeen," said my mother with a forced smile on her lips.

I got really scared. She's going to use a knife to heal me, she's not even a doctor. I wasn't satisfied with what's going. I had bad feeling for the whole "Mama Mariam healing me" thing. 

"Daloul sa3deene naglibha 3ala ba6nha," My mother said while trying to push me upside down and then Dalal joined her.

"You should start a diet," Dalal teased, It's so not the right time for teasing.

"Dalal mama egray b 9out 3ale shno katbeen eb 9af7a 32," My mother said handing Dalal the huge book she brought with her earlier.

"hmmm…kaa ligaita," she sighed.

" Purdandent  Cases: Purdandence is one of the darkest powers in supernatural powers world.  Purdandents powers can be uncontrollable and can lead to too many accidents for the purdandent himself and the people around. Purdandence is not only about freezing living existences , It's also about raising the death . It's a new level of necromancy, Purdandents powers are way stronger than necromancers. 'check page 22 to read more about necromancers cases'," Dalal read

"Mama should I turn to page 22?,"She asked mama Mariam.

"La mama mala da3e kamlay," Mama Mariam answered.

"Okay," Dalal said. "Purdandents can create an army of zombies if the Purdandent was controlled by the devil," My mother interrupted Dalal "Khala9 skip to the part where they say how to heal a purdandent after a freezing accident," She said.

I'm so scared, I don’t know what to do. I  want to run away. I want to live somewhere far away from people. I don’t want to hurt anybody, I don’t want to grow up to be a monster. This isn't me. My life is so peaceful and my future plan does not include me being a kind of a devil.

I've never believed in supernatural heroes. I've always found supernatural powers movies boring and not worth to watch. I love realistic things and what's happening to me is way too far from realistic.

In this very moment I want to die, I don’t want to continue being who I became, I'm ashamed from myself.

"Mama ygoloun bil ketab law ay a7ad 6a7 w lai al7een ytnafas lazm we cut the back of his head's skin win76 il spices ili yebnahom 3al cuts ba3dain we'll have to wait  from one to eight days 3ashan tgoum," Dalal said with a scared voice.

"Eeeh hatha ili tiwaqa3tah," My mother assured her.

How does she know a lot about this thing? I remember the boy gang and how they were scared when they saw my mother. Are they supernatural heroes? Why didn't she tell me about it? And did she know that I'm not normal? Is she normal? What about Dalal?

The more I think the more my head aches so I decided not to think, to clear my brain.

"Rawa 7abeebte relax ra7 abde al7een," she said

"Dalal yebay scissor lazm shwaya ag9 sha3arha ma agdar ashtghl 3adl,"

I'm shocked, she can't cut my hair. I love my hair so much I've been growing it for so long.

My eyes started to drop tears but nobody knew that I was crying since my face is facing the sofa.

"Okay dgeega ayeeba," Dalal Said and I heard her footsteps, she was running.

After a minute she came back with the scissor. My mother started to cut my hair from its roots but only the hair in the back of my head.

She then started to make small cuts in my skin. It hurts a lot I want to push her but I can't do anything with my frozen body.

She finally finished cutting and started to put the spices on the cuts. My skin is burning, I'm sweating from the pain.

"okay al7een khala9t, yeebay il bandages ili ma76ou6een foug il kabat bil ma6bakh,"my mother told Dalal and Dalal went to do what my mother asked her.

My mother replaced everything in the table. She took the scissor, knife and spices and put them in the bowl.

"yemma wai3 eedch kilha dam. Khala9 intay rou7ay ghaslay wana a76laha 3ashan ma twa9kheen il bandages. Ana m3almeene bil ER classes shloun asawe," Dalal said as she approached us.

"Okay bas deeray balch 7abeebte," My mother said, took the bowl and left us.

Dalal started to bandage my head.

"eshfeeha Rawa," I heard my little brother's voice, Mus3ab. He was weeping.

"7abeebe good morning. La mafeeha shay bas kanat ga3da tsoug gare chan t6ee7. Al7een she's sleeping," Dalal said as she hugged Mus3ab.

"Al7een rou7 il3ab eb ghorftk ba3d shway asaweelk ryoug ," she told him while letting him go. He obeyed and left.

What will happen when I can move?what will happen when I get released from my dead body? Is there a way to get back normal? What If I never get up ? what if what if what if what if…..

I fell asleep and woke up to find myself in my room, on my bed. Ahhh it feels good and comfortable. I would marry my bed if it's possible.

I moved my hand to touch my bandaged head.

"Oh my goodness," I screamed. I'm finally moving, my soul is finally back to my body.

I want to take a shower, I feel dirty and there still is blood on my shirt. I grabbed my phone and dialed my mother's number.

" Alo Rawa 7abeebte gmtay? Kane al7een ard il bait," my mother said.

"La la mama mo ila tyeen ana bas bas'al 3ade akhthle shower wela mo zain?," I asked her hoping to get an "it's okay" answer.

"Intay 7asa eb alam?," she asked.

"La klsh I'm all good," I put my hand on the back of my head to check on it, yes I'm good.

"3ayal kaifch bas la t6awleen," I told her that I wont and hung the phone up.

I checked whatsapp and found a lot of "where are you?- Wainch?-call me-lets hang out mnzman 3anch" texts from my friends.

I decided to answer them later after the shower. I switched to twitter, checked my mentions and DMs. All I got is people asking about me and saying that I'm missing. Uhh I'll reply later.

And then I called one of my best friends .

"Rawaaaa wainch yal bitch 7ail 7aail mshtagatlch intay laish chthee wayd 7aqeera gilna mareetha bas mo lay daraja tgouleen 7ag omch ma tabeen tshoufeen a7ad," Talah was screaming so loud I even took the phone away from my ear.

"Ra7 tn9admain bas I can't tell you right now lazm face to face. Ta3alay 3nde ba3ad thirty minutes batsaba7 now," I told her. I was so excited I needed to talk to her.

"waay shimhabiba ba3ad, Allah yaster. Okay okay yalla bye,"she hung the phone up without goodbye-ing me, this is soo Talah.

I took my jeans and white Abercrombie and Fitch jacket and rushed to my bathroom. Took the bandages off and had a quick shower and as usual I brushed my teeth while showering, it's my thing.

I still don’t know what time it is but I can tell from looking in the bathroom window that its around three and five PM. I don’t even know what day it is and how many days I slept.

I finished showering, dried my hair and body, wore my clothes and went out of the bathroom. Checked the phone and it was 6:00 PM, close to what I guessed.

I faced the mirror and saw my hair, my mom ruined it but I can't blame her , she had no other choice.

I put my brown beanie on to cover my head and wore my jean and brown roped Toms.

I want to go out. I can't handle staying one more minute in the house so I called Talah again.

"Talah bni6la3 okay?," i said as soon as she picked the phone up.

"Eeeh wait bagoul 7ag omme," she said.

I heard her saying " Mamaaaa ba6la3 weya Rawa tara," I giggled.

"omme tgoul okay," She said

"Heyya, 3ayal yala ta3alay ta'akhartay," I said

"Inzain na6ra ilsayeg," she replied.

"Okay bye," I hung the phone up before she does this time, I felt like I won and screamed "glory,"

I wore some makeup, just mascara, eyeliner and makeup forever lipstick, my favorite. Took my Marc by Marc Jacobs small bag ,held my iPhone and went downstairs.

I sat on the living room's sofa, the house was really quiet which isn't a new thing because it's always quiet.

I started telling my friends in whatsapp and twitter that I was sick and I'm good right now.

Then I tweeted  " yallah @"Talah's username" ta'akhartay," and got a reply two minutes later from a new follower called Reem, and the tweet said "I know about your secret, bitch"

I couldn’t believe what I've just seen, what does she want and is she talking about the "Purdandent" thing?

I started typing….