Chapter Fourteen

I remembered that the skeleton is still in the basement, I totally forgot to hide it or do something with it. I was just about to get out of my room when I heard him screaming.

When I heard mus3ab's screams I knew exactly what to do. Mus3ab is young and innocent enough to go through what we are going through. Yes he's a boy but somehow he believes in flying unicorns and land of cotton candy. He lives in his own empire wearing his favorite fake golden crown and red robe.

I didn't once without meaning to, but now I'll do it with intentions. It'll be hard since its my first time to do it in intentions.

I squeezed my eyes shit, shook all of the thoughts I kept in my mind off and started to do what I did a week ago.

I imagined a world filled with nonmoving existences. Nothing was moving but the trees next door. I pictured my mother holding her daily newspaper with the same exact emotion on her face, not moving.  I also imagined my frozen dogs and how they looked like when they stay in one position. I'm still hearing noises from the neighborhood. I tried one more hard time,  "I know I can do it." I whispered to myself.

Now self confident is all I have. I know that I have to try harder so that’s what I did.

Finally, the place felt over quiet meaning I did it.

I raced down the stapes so fast my feet tangled and I tumbled into the heap on the landing. I lay there, ankle throbbing, tears burning my eyes as I peered into the basement, I was hurt, my ankle was in pain and so were my legs from the skeleton's scratches. Also the back of my head started to ache again.

When I entered the basement I saw my little brother standing next to the pool, his face expression was indescribable; a kid his age shouldn't see a skeleton like this one.

What should I do with my brother? He has already seen the skeleton there's no way to delete this memory from his brain. And what should I do with the skeleton? Where t o hide it?

After a long minute of thinking and thinking, I decided to hide the skeleton in the guests room. Mus3ab never enters it.

I walked crossing the swimming pool to the skeleton that lay next to the table, lowered myself to get a better look at the skeleton, the poor skeleton. "Whose skeleton is it? And what is it doing in our house?" I wondered

I don’t get scared of dead bodies and skeletons; I spent my childhood watching scary movies, getting pranked by my friends and pranking others as well.

Mom found it strange how I am brave. My heart is a strong stone but can also be easily broken.

I held the skeleton in its hand and started dragging it. It was heavy and I was tired. It took me forty minutes to get that skeleton in the guests' room.

Now I have to deal with Mus3ab. A crazy brilliant idea hit me, I'm going to change his swimming short to his pajama and I'll take him to his bed. I'll tell him that It was just a dream if he asked about it. I smiled proudly of how perfect my brain is working.

After doing what I planned to do, I went to my room and imagined everything moving. I imagined everything back to normal and I succeeded so fast, I thought it would take time but I guess I now know the technique.

I'm glad and happy of how I'm learning how to use my powers.

"You're a fast learner, a creative beautiful girl" I remembered this line, the line my grandmother repeated to my in her last living years. Oh how I miss her, how I miss her smile, her conversations, her smell, her hug, her kiss and her everything.

It was four years ago when I got in a fight with her and when I last saw her. I got into a fight with her and never seen her again.

She lived half of her life in Britain so did my mother. I wanted to go to visit her and apologize the year she died bit I couldn't make it. That’s why I try so hard to please everybody .

Enough talking about my grandmother , when everything started moving again I heard Mus3ab's screams so I rushed running to his room , when I got to his room I found my mother sitting next to him calming him down. "Mus3ab 7abeebe shfeek?," I asked knowing what the answer will be.

"Ana I saw haykal 3athame 6aye7 bel basement," he sobbed.

"Akeed you're dreaming mama," she assured him. He didn't say a thing.

"Yalla 7abeebe rou7 ghasl wayhek w badl 3ashan nabe ntghada bara," Mama Mariam said brining a smile in his face "7atta intay Rawa tijahezay wgoulay 7ag Dalal tijahaz,"

"Eeeh inshallah bas wain ntghada?" I asked.

"madre. Taboun upper Crust Pizzeria?,"

"Allaah eeeh 3ad mishtahyeta," I said realizing that I have skipped my breakfast without noticing.

I left Mus3ab's room to get to mine. Phoned Dalal and told her that we're having lunch out, I was too lazy to walk to her room to tell her.

I'm sure not going to stay in what I am wearing so I picked my fuschia leather jacket and wore a navy blue tank top under it with light blue jeans and silver glittered Toms. I curled my hair to cover the shaven part of my hair.

I wasn't in the mood for wearing makeup so I didn't apply any.

Just when I finished dressing up my mother knocked on the door and I let her in.

"Gouleele sh9ar ilyoum."  She said as she relaxed sitting on my bed. I told her about everything that happened in the basement.

"7abeebe you're so brave, ra7 t9eereen shay kbeer bilmostaqbal," she hugged me.

"Inzain yemma shyayeb iljitha baitna?," I asked.

"Hathe jitha malat qatheya qadeema ana kint khashat'ha b ghorfat iltabdeel bilsirdab gabl cham youm," she was so not convincing "Fa bil court qararna akhsh'ha 3nde laiman n7l ilqatheya,"

I acted to believe her. What was she thinking I am? I am not that stupid to believe such a lie.

My whole life is based on lies. I can't trust my own mother and this sucks.

"7adde 7asrana barou7 il7amam," I forced a smile.

I ran to my bathroom, locked the door behind me and crashed over, crying.  I was crying so hard I couldn’t breathe well, my eyes became puffy and my nose turned red. I have nobody to trust, if I can't trust my mother then how would I trust others? I've been fooled and heard lies my entire life.

I washed my face, waited until it got normal and got out of the bathroom when I heard my mother screaming "Yallah Rawa ta'akharna," 

Chapter Thirteen

I wore my one piece Victoria Secret swimwear with a flip flop, Braided my hair in a cute English braid. Took my mint color towel and my iPhone and ran to the basement.

I placed my towel on a table in the basement. Tugged my mobile in my apple stereo dock and set the music on shuffle, ran so fast and jumped a heavenly jump to find my body crashing the waterline.

The only thing that can match and surpass the feelings that I am getting while swimming and throughout the day is the love for Faris. I feel like I am going to explode sometimes when I am swimming from all of the joy I am feeling. While plowing my way through the water my mind turns to somewhat of a "Zen" feeling. There is a calamity and peacefulness that flows through my body as my cruise control turns on. In my mind I start to focus on stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke and then all of a sudden I just hit this pace and rhythm. Then my mind goes clear of all the chatter of the day, any worries I am having, how far I am in mileage, everything, and I am THERE. I am actually 100% in the moment. In that water swimming, I find peace. I get into deep thought but at the same time not being sucked into the worries. Everything in the world seems achievable and possible. I no longer doubt myself at what I am doing.

I spent the whole day swimming and diving, enjoying every moment in the water, fun and relief is all I felt.

One direction's song came up in the stereo, Tell Me a Lie. I hurried to turn the volume higher and got myself back to the pool dancing on their great music and great voices.

Suddenly, I felt a bone hand squeezing my head into the water. I tried to pull myself up, to rise above the waterline but I couldn't. The hand kept squeezing me in.  Terror filled my soul that second, for a moment I was close to death. I lost all of the oxygen I kept in my lungs and started unintentionally drinking water filled with chlorine. 

I dived in the water, tried hard to swim to reach the swimming pool edge and finally got myself out of the pool. I lay on the wet cold concrete, breathed so hard and screamed my sister's name hoping for her to hear me.     

My body was cold, I was so exhausted and scared, I tried to stand up and walk but I fell on the floor.

I screamed Dalal's name again, no answer. The noises lagging have to take the blame.

I felt the cold skinny fingers holding my barefoot. I groveled to the table where I put my phone in without looking back at the creature that was holding my foot. I felt that thing crawling my body, I then automatically turned my head and saw something I've never expected to see, never even though of seeing.

I saw a skeleton crawling my body, I froze in my place. Where did that skeleton come from and why is it moving?

   I remembered the day my mother read the huge ancient book when she was trying to heal me, the day the incident happened, the day I froze all of the living existences. When she read the book she said something about necromancers and necromancy; the power of raising dead bodies. She also said that I am a necromancer and that my powers are uncontrollable, so is it the reason I brought that skeleton alive from death? I kept wondering but I at the end found out that there is no use of wondering.

I finally reached my phone and dialed my mother's number.

"Yemmaaa bsr3a ta3alay ilsirdab," I cried.

"Haw smillah 3alaich shfeech?," she was scared.

"Mama bas ta3alay magdar atkalam al7een,"I said kicking the skeleton.

"Ana al7een bilwafra mara7 ou9al bsr3a," she said.

"Yemmaaa I accidentally raised a dead body, a skeleton actually shasawe," I wept. After that came a dead silence.

"Yemma sima3teene," I said.

"Eeeh mama 7awlay tfakreen b mokhch inna tkhaleen il jitha trja3 mokan'ha," she finally spoke.

"yemma is this a kind of a riddle mafahamtch," I got mad.

"Sim3eene 3adl, takhayelay inch ga3da t7arireen ilbody. Takhayelay iljitha ga3da trja3 mokanha," She said.

I set the call on speaker. I started to picture the body passing to the other life, the afterlife. Nothing happened because I couldn't concentrate with that body crawling my body.

I stood on the table, high enough for the skeleton to reach me, or I thought so.

The skeleton's fingers was scratching my leg, digging in it causing cuts in my leg.

I inhaled and exhaled. Closed my eyes and played on my mind a scene, the skeleton was digging in the concrete and crossing to the other life.

I imagined the skeleton happy with its huge family. It sounded weird but I'm trying to do what my mother asked me to do.

Then I realized that there was no fingers scratching my skin anymore, I opened my eyes to see that poor skeleton laying on the floor.

"I did it yemmaaa I freed its soul," I screamed partying.

"7abeebte I knew you can do it," She said, it cheered me up "Al7een intay zaina? Mafeech shay? Ta3awartay?,"

"La al7amdillah ana zaina," I looked at my bleeding leg. Yes I was lying.  My mom was going through a lot of things and I didn't want to make her even more worried than she is right now.

"yalla ana 45 dgeega wakoun bilbait," she hung the phone up.

I have to hurry up and clean myself before she gets to the house. I covered my leg with my towel, wore my flip flop, took my phone and ran to my bathroom.

My sister saw me before I got to my room.

"Rawa shno hatha reelch ga3da t9ib dam," She said in a shock.

"I'll explain everything later bas please latgouleen 7ag mama 3an il blood," I tried to convince her.

"Okay mara7 agoulaha." She said

"maykhalif tnathfeen il dam ili 3al arth please?," I asked gently.

"eeh akeed," she said with a smile.

"Okay follow the blood trace mn il basement laiman hne, ta'akiday inna mako dam 3al arth illa wintay mnathft," I said as I closed my room's door behind me.

I took a black Hollister sweat pant and a purple aeropostale hoodie to wear, I had to wear something long enough to cover the cuts. I also took a tissue pack to clean my leg from the blood.

I entered the bathroom, showered in cold water and cleaned the bleeding cuts.

In the bathroom, I got a phone call from Faris, I ignored the call and decided to call him back when I finish dressing myself up.

When I opened the bathroom's door and entered the room, I found Faris sitting in my room's balcony. 

"Good morning," he said welcoming me.

"Ay morning ay ba6eekh. Ana mo nayma shay," I laughed sarcastically.

"Wana agoul laish intay online bil whatsapp mn 9ba7 allah khair," He murmured.

"9j ilsa3a cham?," I asked. The last time I checked the time was before I went to the basement.

"Wa7da ," he said.

"Olaaaaah ya3ne I swam taqreeban six non stopping hours," I said.

"7abeebte lama tisb7een nadeene, tadreen inne amout 3al siba7a,"he said with a huge grin.

"Mno 7abeebtk?," I said, weirdly.

"Ya3ne mno ya3ne fe ghairch," he walked to get himself closer to me. I took a few steps back.

"Faris inta mn 9jk? I didn't approve on us," I said strictly.

I am not ready for a relationship and I won't be any soon.

"Bas intay gltay inch t7beene," he was shocked.

"Eeeh 9j inne glt bas mo ya3ne abe n9eer boyfriend/girlfriend," I said with a tear falling from my hazel eyes."maykhalif ta36eene wagt afaker feeh?,"

"inzain shfeech tabcheen," He looked so cute and my reason not to be with him or not to go any further with this relationship is silly and selfish. He's the most adorable caring creature in this entire world. I can't let him go and I won't.

"I'm going through a lot Faris wallah I'm so depressed I can't think clearly," I said.

He took a tissue from his pocket and wiped my tears. I told him about what happened today and about Jassim being my brother in law. He was angry at first because he wanted to know what happens directly but then I assured him to call him and tell him if something huge or strange happened immediately.

"Sim3ay, al7een 9aleelch rik3tain w khalte Mariam ta7at galatle gabl ma a93ad foug anadeech ehya btkhalmch, ana al7een barou7 sharekatna oboy yabeene asa3da b shay bas bilail ra7 ayee baitkom w yemken anam," he said.

"Ok bas tara ana ra7 akoun nayma fa mara7 anzl lik," I lied, I needed time and I needed to be all by myself to think clearly, I needed to distance myself away from him.

"Oh okay," he frowned. "Yalla 3ayal ma3a ilsalama,"

"ma3a ilsalama," I replied.  

He left the room and I took my thoub and seyada and I started doing my prayers.

While praying, I heard Mus3ab telling Dalal that he's going to swim right now and he was inviting her to swim with him.

I remembered that the skeleton is still in the basement, I totally forgot to hide it or do something. I was just about to get out of my room when I heard him screaming. 

Chapter Twelve

Hello everybody. 

I couldn't write longer chapter so I wrote this really short one in rush because I promised to write tonight. something is better than nothing right? hehe now try to enjoy this one. I'm not satisfied with what i wrote though... 

And for Faris's lover, sorry I didn't add him in this chapter:(

 Dalal went to her room and I went to my bathroom. Brushed my teeth and hair, wiped my face with my Johnson makeup remover and wore my pajama. Closed the lights and jumped on my bed and fell asleep precipitately.

I woke up feeling something moving between my legs. Something so heavy was climbing me. That thing started touching my neck I opened my eyes slowly, scared.

"Mus3aab what are you doing here yaghabe khara3tne," I screamed loud enough my neighbors may heard it.

"Wallah fee loud noises coming from Daloule room," He was crying.

It's not something new; Mus3ab always wakes up in the middle of the night freaked out. He always runs to my room when he's scared because my room is the closest to his. I don't know why he has nightmares that much he should see his psychiatrist very soon.

The strange thing is that I don't usually get scared when he slides to my room in the middle of the night. But this time I didn't just get scared, I literally panicked. Maybe because of what happened lately my brain got mixed up. I don't know what if the changes that happened in the past weeks made me stronger or weaker.

"7abeebe mafe shay maybe daloul is awake," I finally spoke.

"La wallah she's asleep," He sobbed "I heard glass breaking noises,"

"7abeebe It's just your wide imagination," I sounded like my grandmother "Yallah al7een I'll take you to her room to make sure nothing is happening, okay?," I said getting up from my bed, wore my red robe and my puma red and white night slipper took his hand and walked all the way to her room.

We reached her room, I lowered myself to let my face meet his both my hands on his shoulder.

"ha tisma3 shay?," I said with a fake smile.

"Laa bas wallah kan fee loud noises," he said with a disappointed look on his face.

"I told you you're dreaming mus3ab .aw yemken Daloul kanat gayma w kanat ga3da tishrab may ba3dain shribat bl glass w 6a7 minha 9a7?," I spoke.

"Eeeh 9a7," he didn't believe me , I can tell from the look on his face.

"tabe tkamil noumtk b ghorfte wela bghorftk?," I asked.

"Laa I'm grown up I want to sleep all by myself," he said loudly joined with laughs.

"Yeaah man," I high fived him and walked him all the way to his room. He tucked himself in his bed and covered his face with his astronaut bed-sheet.

"asaker ilait?," I asked him holding his doorknob.

"Laa leave it that way," He said with his face under the sheet.

I went straight to my room. The first thing I did was checking the time on my mobile, 6 AM. I jumped on my bed and tried to sleep. An hour passed by and I'm still awake.

I desperately stepped on the cold floor walked to the windows, opened the curtains and the windows. Inhaled the morning fresh air and exhaled it.

I only had a short hour of sleeping. What do people usually do in early morning? Hmmm.

I finally decided to swim in our basement swimming pool. It's still winter bas it's warm down there so there won't be no problem.

I wore my one piece Victoria Secret swimwear with a flip flop. Braided my hair in a cute English braid. Took my mint color towel and my iPhone and ran to the basement.

Chapter Eleven

I put my phone in my pocket. Dalal started clapping her hands as the casts name started to show.

"sakheefa," Faris said.

"Shaklk," Dala bickered.

"Rawa ikhthay Mus3ab sheleeh wadeeh ghorfta ykamil noumta hnak," Mama Mariam said. "Btnam 3ndna Faris?,"

"La matwaqqa3. Barid al7een yallah mas3asalama," He got up and headed to the gate.

I went up to put Mus3ab on his bed. I left his room to get in mine when I saw…

I saw a tall body shape in my room, a muscled white skin body with golden shoulder length hair. I saw nothing but the back of the body. The shape of the body shows that it's a man yet I didn't recognize it.

I got scared and tried to leave my room silently, tried to fade without making any noises.

Maybe it's a burglar? But why did he choose my room to rob? I mean all I have is expensive clothes, shoes and bags and no thief would steal worn clothes. And he sure doesn't know where I hide my jewelry so why did he choose my room? This is so weird. I kept thinking while trying to escape silently.

I stepped on the threshold making a cracking voice, my heart skipped a beat when I felt that man heading to get me. Just when I opened my mouth and got ready to scream his warm hand covered my mouth, held me from my tummy using his muscled arm, pulled me to my room and closed the door after him.

I got so scared, tear drops started to fall from my eyes. I haven’t seen his face yet and I don't even want to see it, my life flashed before my eyes. Every beautiful and ugly moment passed by my brain.

"Hathaa inta?," I said when he moved his hand away from my mouth and turned my face to see him.

"Asf khara3tch bas makan qa9de," He said.

"Shyaybk? Shako yay? Laish w min mita inta hney?," I said with a shaky voice " I6la3 gabl ma adg 3al shir6a,"

"Ta3awethay min eblees, ana mo yay hne illa wana 3nde shay agoula," He rested himself by sitting on the sofa.

"W ba3dain shloun dashait hney? Mno dakhlk?," I crossed my hands. He pointed to the window.

All of the house's windows are sheltered. I live in a huge Victorian house and my mother feels more safe and comfortable with the shelters on.

"Bas shloun fe 7adayed?," I asked wonderingly as I directed my way to walk to the window. He took the shelter off but how? It needs sharp machines to get them off.

Forget about the shelters, how did he climb all the way to my room's window? My room is in third floor.

"Gltlch ilyoum, ana werewolf," He finally spoke with an attractive smile. Jassim finally spoke.

(Jassim is one of the guys I met at the restaurant today if you don't remember…)

"Ohh ahhaa," I sighed."Inzain ,a glit laish yay,"

"Bakalmch b mawthou3 tharory," He said.

"Yallah spell it out," I rested myself sitting next to him.

"Allah ysalmch ille bagoulch yah mabey you9al 7ag ay a7ad 7etta rab3e ma yadroun 3anna," he started to bite his nails in confusion.

"Why did you choose to tell me from all of the living existences?," I asked.

"La'anna ohwa mawthou3 ykh9ne w ykh9ch w ykhi9 our whole family," He smiled.

"Our family?," I asked trying to get the thing straight to brain.

"Eeeeeh our family. Me, you, Dalal and mus3ab joined with omme Mariam ," He said with a huge grin.

"Tistahbil? I6la3 barra please wella wallah a9arkh wagoul innk mqte7im ghorfte," I said with a strict voice and emotionless face.

”Oqsm billah w sharaf omme Mariam inne okhoch," He said trying to convince me.

"Bas shloun?." I said as he wiped my tears off.  Yes I started to cry a lot lately but it's just because everything is changing so fast I couldn't handle anything anymore.

"Shraych tnadeen Daloul 3ashan agoulaha marra wa7da ilsalfa?," He said.

"Hmmm, Eeh okay arou7 waye inta khalik latrou7," I hugged him so hard I don't know why. I've always wished to have a brother, I've always wished to have somebody to take care of me and my sister and brother. I needed a man to take care of me , to ask me where I'm going, To call me and ask about me.

I gave him a tight smile before leaving the room.

I ran in our fancy long corridor all the way to Dalal's room and stormed letting myself in without knocking.

She was laying on her bed using her laptop with her Dr. Dre beats on her head covering her ears.

"Fee shay isma y6goun il bab, w allah yabch tawne barou7 ghorftch asoulf weyach," She said excitedly and took her beats off.

"Laa ta3alay ghorfte lazm al7een," I said breathing in and out.

"Haw shfeech yaya rakith yemma khara3teene," she said  "Okay yalla kaney bas khal asaker il laptop,"

"Yalla hurry up, bas please don't panic aw shay chthee," I said.

"Eeeh yalla allah yaster," She said.

We walked to my room, My should really consider buying a new smaller house.

"Don't scream," I said as I opened the door.

She gave me a puzzling looks. And whispered "Shyayba hatha?,"

I pushed her to get in the room and closed the door behind me by kicking it.

"Shyayba hatha?," she asked again.

"bikhte9aar, hatha okhona," I laughed of how stupid I said it.

"Rawa maley khlg your pranks,jad min 9ijje," Dalal the monster said.

"Eeeeh ana okhokom, w tawne yay agoul 7ag Rawa w etha mo m9adga arou7 ayeeb il civil ID maltey," He said softly.

"La khala9 mala da3e trou7 ehya ra7 t9adg," I said  "yalla al7een goulina shloun inta okhona w laish ma nadre,"

"Wait wait awalshay gabl ma yitkalam, inta mo ille kint mawjoud youm fe shabab dashaw baitna?," She said studying his face.

"Eeeeh hatha ohwa w khala9 ana kalamt'hom w ta'asifaw," I paused " yalla goul al7een,"

"Ana okhokom mn obo thaney. Madre laish omme makanat tabeekom tadroun youm yaina theek il marra w shift omme b hal bait darait inna hatha bait'ha w intaw 3yalha ili killa titkalam 3anhom," He inhaled and exhaled "Ilyoum baghait agoulch bil ma63am bas makint abe akalmch jidam ilkel la'anhom asasan ma yadroun inch intay ikhte w mayadre inna Mariam ehya omme,"

"wait wait. Intay shim6al3ch ma63am weya 9bayan?," Dalal  asked.

I told her the whole story. From getting in the restaurant to leaving the table .  I also told her about the conversation me and Talah had with the guys. She knew about him being a werewolf and about my mom being a super hero.

"Ya3ne I can be not normall right? Ya3ne momken y9eer 3nde supernatural powers?," she wondered.

"Eeeh 9a7 w 7etta mus3ab yemken maykoun normal," I said "Inzain 9j mama Mariam shno her power?,"

"She's a witch w your father is a necromancer," He said "My father is a werewolf mithle 3ashan chthee ana 9rt sorcerer,"  

"Aaah okay ya3ne ohmwa shay bl genes?," Dalal asked. Jassim nodded.

"Yallah 3ayyal it's getting late lazm arou7," he checked his watch.

"a77 it's almost four in the morning," I said "Jad ma7asait bilwagt,"

We said our goodbyes and he jumped out from the window.

"7adde mo m9adga ille ga3d y9eer," Dalal said

"Wala ana bas lazm we have to accept the fact that our lives won't be normal anymore," I smiled to her.

"Eeeh 9j tawa ya 3ala baley shloun ohwa okhona mn mama w ohwa taqreeban koberna ?," She asked widening her eyes.
"Eeeeh 9a7 mafakart feha," I said.

"Yalla lama nshoufa mara thanya nis'ala akeed yadre," She said and I agreed.

Dalal went to her room and I went to my bathroom. Brushed my teeth and hair, wiped my face with my Johnson makeup remover and wore my pajama. Closed the lights and jumped on my bed and fell asleep precipitately.

Chapter Ten.

Hello amazing readers.

I'm not going to chat a lot now and here but I have something to say. I got 61 views for the last post and I think it's a really small number, don't you think so? like I'm writing but nobody's reading. got it? So please if you love my story tell your friends about it. I'll be grateful =D

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"You never had the chance to answer me that day," He asked

"ha? 3an shno?," I acted dumb when I knew exactly what he meant.

"T7beene?," He asked.

"Akeed ya3ne shfeek inta mithl okhoy," I answered while opening the fridge to grab some soda and orange juice for Mus3ab.

"Rawa la tistahbilain," He helped me holding the orange juice pitcher. 

"Please Faris saker ilmawthou3," I said

"Laish ya3ne shfeech please bas goulay eeh aw la, t7beene mithl ma ana a7bch?," He held wrist.

"Laa ma a7bk chthee khala9," I moved my hand and he released his grip. I started blinking a lot. Yes I love him so much but no, I don’t want to be anybody's girl. Crazily Insane?  No I'm not. Scared? Yes I am.  I don't want to get hurt like my mother. In my point of view, all of the men are bad and can easily turn to be betraying monsters. I believe that the friendship relation between males and females can be based on trust and can last for so long. But relationships between them can't. I'm not saying that two females or two males can make great couples because it's disgusting and far from possible.
But Faris is different. He would never hurt me. Not in a million years.  I know every small detail about him and his life that if anybody asked me any question about him I'd answer with thousands of words.  He has never and will never do anything that would annoy me and I'm sure of it.

He kept staring at me, my face in exact, studying my expressions.

"CHATHABAA," He said "Wallah inch t7beene wallah,"

"Shfeek inta mo 9a7e?," I was shocked of what he has just said. I laughed.

"A3arfch wa3arf wayhch. That look on your face," He smiled "You love me,"

He gave me a soft kiss on my head, in the upper side of my left ear actually. I went to shift the last popcorn bag in the microwave and played it on.  

"Yalla 3ad goulay shay," He said.

The microwave started to ring I went to take the popcorn out of it.

"Eeeh a7bk," I said giving him my back to leave the kitchen. I felt him jumping and doing our glory dance, cute. I chuckled.

I went to the living room. My mom was sitting punching in her iPhone. Dalal was preparing the DVD and Mus3ab was wearing his pajama shirt.

Dalal shifted her gaze to me and gave me a big smile and got up to hug me, I hugged her even harder.

"7aaail shtagtlch wayd wayd ." She screamed

"Wallah ana akthar b wayed," I said.

"now the scene needs a photo shoot," Faris's voice came behind me.

"sakheef," I teased rolling my eyes.

"Rawa I miss you so much," Mus3ab exclaimed.

"7abeebe ana akthar," I said "Ta3al give me a hug," he came and gave me a sweet hug. The smell of his pajama, baby Johnson products which made me hug him one more time to inhale the amazing smell.

"Yalla the movie is ready ," Dalal went to close the lights.

"La tsakreen il lait mabe an3ime," I said.

" Imbala close the lights 7ag il ajwa il romanceya," Faris giggled.

"Way3aa," Dalal said.

"Bas khala9 chab thnainkom khanshouf il movie," I said. the lights were still closed. I'll keep them that way.

"Eeeh walla siktaw," Mus3ab surprised us with his perfect Arabic accept.

"7abeeebee ta3al 3nde," Mother said encouragingly.

We watched the movie silently. Mus3ab laughed a lot in the funny and unfunny scenes; I don’t know how silly he can get sometimes. It's probably because he's sleepy so he's losing his self control.
Faris was staring at me during the whole movie, I gave him a "stop staring" looks joined with smiles and pretended to not see him staring other times.

My eyes were focused on the television screen but my brain wasn't. When they laughed I imitated them.

I was thinking of Faris, what will happen next? I didn't agree on having his as a boyfriend. I didn't disagree too.

Suddenly I remembered my powers. And then I remembered what the boys said back at the restaurant. My mother works in a supernatural heroes house. Was this the reason behind her coming back home from her work late? Is she even a lawyer? I am a hundred percent sure of her being a lawyer but my brain got mixed up and I couldn't think any better.

I should talk to her about this very soon. But I promised my new friends -the supernatural heroes- not to tell her that they told me. But she will definitely ask me about how I knew it. What will my answer be?

I decided to ask her what if she has powers or not tomorrow because now she's sleepy and I won't get any good answers.

I texted Talah telling her about what happened between me and Faris at the kitchen:

Talah: Hahaha zain tsaween.
Rawa: Eeeeh adre.
Rawa: Al7een shasawe?
Talah: Ni6reeh laiman ykalmch aw ygoulch shay.
Rawa: Inzain ya3ne ma t7seen ghala6 ya3ne itha 9ar ille eb balch?
Tala: Shno ille eb baley lol.
Rawa: qa9de ina etha 9rna girlfriend/boyfriend.
Talah: La 3ade kilish mo ghala6 kho9o9an tadreen inna ohwa mo player, right?
Rawa: Eeeh right.
Talah: w ba3dain omch open minded mashallah she'll understand.
Rawa: Eeeh okay. Yalla khala9 il movie akalmch later xoxo

I put my phone in my pocket. Dalal started clapping her hands as the casts name started to show.

"sakheefa," Faris said.

"Shaklk," Dala bickered.

"Rawa ikhthay Mus3ab sheleeh wadeeh ghorfta ykamil noumta hnak," Mama Mariam said. "Btnam 3ndna Faris?,"

"La matwaqqa3. Barid al7een yallah mas3asalama," He got up and headed to the gate.

I went up to put Mus3ab on his bed. I left his room to get in mine when I saw…

Chapter Nine

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 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.

I went to me and my sister's pink Victorian living room and sat on my Victorian white couch.

My phone vibrated, It was Faris.

"Farisss I miss you," I answered the call.

"Rawa wallah ana akthar," he said "Shlounch? How do you feel after the incident?,"

"7adde zayna mafene shay,"I said.

"Inzain y9eer ayeelich al7een?," He asked.

"Eeeh 3afya ta3al I have nothing to do," I kind of begged.

"Haha yallah kane 10 minutes wa9lch bas please ogfay 3nd ilbab maley khlg a6iga sa3a nafs kilmarra," He said

"Eeeh haha okay okay," I replied.

We said our goodbyes and hand the phones up.

I started punching in my iPhone, from twitter to tumblr to whatsapp.

-Whatsapp with Talah:

Talah: Did you talk to your mother?

Rawa: Laa takhayelay awal ma dashait we said our hellos w galatle a93ad foug malha khlge :/

Talah: Weeh. Inzain 3ade kalmeeha bacher. Yemken tinsa…

Rawa: Eeeh mo bacher I'm going downstairs al7een bakalimha.

Rawa: W btw Faris is coming over ba3ad shway.

Talah: A7s be9eer ilwath3 awkward. Shbtgoulenla?

Rawa: Shako awkward la 3ade. Mane gayla shay ashouf it depends on what he'll say.

Talah: Okay bas keep me tuned.

Rawa: Inshallah. Ttyl xoxo  

I put my phone on a small table and went downstairs. Almost forgot about welcoming Faris. But al7amdillah I didn’t hear any door knock.

I lowered myself to sit next to my mother and started to speak.

"Yamma m3a9ba 3alay?," I asked trying to swallow my giggles.

"Fe a7ad ygdar y3a9b 3ala hal wayh il7lo?," She said, so sweet.

"ya7abeebte," I hugged her.

"Bas fe ta9arofat tsawenha tkhalene a3a9b lazm you control your attitude," She said.

"Inshallah mama. Ba3ad intay tikalemay 3arabe mo bas tgha9beene ana," I slapped her sweetly.

We heard knocks on the door.

"Haw mno yaylina?," she asked wonderingly.

"shfeech mistaghriba hatha Faris ana mnadeyta," I ran to open the door.

"Ana mo gaylatlch ougfay yam il bab?," He teased stretching his arms out to hug me.

"Shayfne janitor ballah?," I hugged him back.

"Ha Faris yemma shlounk wishloun omk w obouk?," Mama Mariam asked.

"Wallah kilhom bkhair galoule awa9l salamhom lich lama daraw inne yaylikom," He headed to my mom and kissed her head.

Here's a fact about us and Faris; he is seventeen years old, so he's two years older than me. He's not my mom's ma7ram nor me and my sister's of course. But my family and his have been friends and relatives for so long. His parents are in the place of mine and my parent is in the place of his.

We stayed with them in Wales-UK for five years in row when I was just two. My parents and his parents had a business in there and they chose Wales of all the countries and cities because my great grandmother is Welsh and we have a big family in it.

The whole living in Wales thing made our families bond the best.

"Tabe ni93ad wala nig3ad hney?," I asked.

"madre kaifch," He answered.

"Shraykom nshouf movie kilna? Minzman mo shayfa ay movie," I said. i remembered Talah telling me that it's going to be awkward, i didn't want to chat with him in private to avoid the awkwardness.

"Eeeh yalla khanshouf," He said

"Intaw shoufaw ana shakley banam gam y9eer mit'akher w waray bacher ga3da min il 9b7 w qatheya t3awer ilras," she said yawning.

"Laa yemmay 3afya please g3day bas ilyoum lat9ereen dalou3a,"I said trying to convince her.

"Eeeh khalte 3afya bas ilyoum," Faris joined begging.

"Khala9 okay bas 3ashankom," she gave us a big smile. I love her so much and I'm so proud of having her.

"Bas wain Daloul w Mus3ab? Malhom 7s mashift'hom ilyoum," I asked.

"Daloul kanat ray7a twade Mus3ab InfunIty 360 bas ghareeba ma rja3aw ta'akhar ilwagt," She said checking her hand-watch.

"Makhtha sayartch wala ray7a weya a7ad mn refejat'ha?," I asked. We stopped having drivers, chefs and housemaids after the bankruptcy though my mother can pay for them now after gaining half of her money back. She promised us to bring a driver and two housemaids two weeks ago.

"Eeeh khathat sayarte 3ade mako shir6a b 6reej 360,"She answered. Dalal is seventeen going eighteen in two weeks. She doesn’t have driver license of course but she's one of the best drivers I've ever seen.

"Rawa digay 3alaiha shoufay wain'ha, telephoney mo 3nde," she said.

"Eeeh inshallah bas khal ayeeba mn foug," I ran to bring it. When I reached it I dialed her number and she answered as soon as It rang.

"Alo Dalal wainch 6awaltay," I said.

"Ohh Rawa gmtaaay," she screamed. I heard Mus3ab's voice in the background asking her about me.

"Eeeeh haha shraych," I said.

"Kaa i7na bil 6reej khamis digayeg w nou9al," She said.

"okay yalla 3ashan bnshouf movie weya omme w Faris," I tried to hurry her up.

"inzain bye," she hung the phone up.

I went downstairs and told them that she's on her way. My mother picked a movie that is proper for all of us including my little brother Mus3ab. She chose Cheaper by the Dozen.

"barou7 ayeeb akil mno eye weyay?," I asked.

"Ana ba3ad baye bagoulch shay," He said

"Yalla," I said. We walked to the kitchen and when we reached it I took five popcorn bags from a cabinet and put one in the microwave.

"You never had the chance to answer me that day," He asked

"ha? 3an shno?," I acted dumb when I knew exactly what he meant.

"T7beene?," He asked.

"Akeed ya3ne shfeek inta mithl okhoy," I answered while opening the fridge to grab some soda and orange juice for Mus3ab.

"Rawa la tistahbilain," He helped me holding the orange juice pitcher.