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.