just crash, into me..

"I love you" he said.
She took a step back, "what?" she asked confused.
The cold wind sent a chill down her spine. He sensed that she was cold so he took off his jacket and put it around her shoulders.
"I love you, like a lot." He repeated himself, this time looking straight into her eyes with an honest look.
She remained silent and looked away.
What was she supposed to say? I'm sorry I'm too fragile? I'm sorry I don't believe you? I'm sorry but I don't deserve this?
She looked back up at him, he was honest. He had the most loving eyes, that gleamed brighter than any moon.
He moved closer to her, as if reassuring her that he's not going anywhere.
He brushed her cheek and smiled invitingly at her.
Her face was blank. She was fighting every urge in her body to just allow herself to fall in his arms, to allow herself to love him.
But she was too afraid.
She wore her heart on her sleeve way too many times.
She fell in love and fell hard on her face, way too many times.
It was hard for her to trust in love, trust in men.
way too hard..
"Please say something," He whispered.
She breathed out, "Why? Why do you love me?? I never gave you permission to do so!"
He was bumped out.
He held her face and looked right in her eyes, "Well you know what, I can find a million little reasons as to why I love you and you don't have to agree with a single one. You make me laugh, you make me feel strong, I enjoy spending every minute of my life with you. You're different, and I love that about you. You have the soul of an angel, and loving spirit that I've never seen before. You can walk into a room and light it up with that beautiful smile of yours and that amazing sense of humor you have! You just can't see it can you?? You spend so much time trying to protect yourself from getting hurt that you're missing out on so much! I care about YOU! I want to protect you, I want to love you! And I don't care whether thats okay with you or not! I've been in love with you since the day I met you! And you keep on pulling me closer to you, as if you have this magnetic force over me! Let me love you, let me be the one for you. I just need you to crash into me, fall right into my arms, I'll catch you, I swear.."

Her mind told her not too, but her heart won the battle.

All she could ever do, was press her soft cold lips onto his warm lips.
A kiss that showered her with warmth, a kiss that brought her back to life.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him as he kissed her softly and passionately. Happiness was the only thing his heart could feel, and her heart was glowing. She loved him back, all those years they've been friends, she has been loving him but was too afraid to show it.
He was by her side all along as just a friend, when his heart was aching to be more than that.
And now, she was crashing right into him.
He waited so long for this moment that he'd never imagine he'd get.

He picked her up and wrapped her around him as his kisses became more intense.
"I love you, I loved you all along." She finally confessed.

a roller coaster.

You know the excitement you get when you're standing in line waiting for the long queue to move along so you can finally get on the roller coaster that you've been waiting to get on forever?
And then its finally your turn, and you get on.
Your heart starts beating fast, everything begins to get blurry, all you can think about are the next thrilling 3 minutes of your life. You know the ride is going to be a scary one, yet you also know, that it won't last forever, you know its just for a little while and its going to be over.
Everyone settles in and there's this sound, a sound that tells you that the ride has begun. You now slowly begin to hold on to the handles, even though the train is moving slowly along the tracks.
As the train climbs high, your heartbeat is now the only thing you can hear.
As it reaches the top, you hold your breath and close your eyes, but only the bravest keep their eyes open for the fall.
Your tummy flips as you zoom through the ride, you're screaming out and probably crying as well, depending on how scary the ride is. Yet, your screams are out of excitement and your tears are from the joy.
The palms of your hands are sweaty from how hard you're holding on to the handles, even when you know that if you let go, you won't fall, cause you're held tight behind the bars.
Before you know it, the train glides back to where you started, and the same sound that started the ride, comes back again signaling the end of the ride.
You open your eyes, the safety bars open up and the you suddenly realize the amount of adrenaline you got from getting onto that ride.
You start laughing hysterically because you had the best time of your life.
Maybe some of you would go back on that ride, and maybe some would ride just once.
Maybe some of you liked the ride and maybe some didn't enjoy it as much.
The point is, you all got on, you all experienced the same ride, but you all got different reactions.
You might tell your friends that you had a good time, you might tell them to try it out. On the other hand, you might tell them not to go on that ride, you'll give them your opinion, you'll share your experience.
Life, is like a roller coaster, yet no one really knows how or when it's going to glide back to the end.
You constantly hold your breath, you savor the good times and you just wish you can zoom through the bad times, sometimes there are loops where you go through hard things and it might seem never-ending, yet the funny thing is, its all balanced out.
You get good as much as you get bad.
You get hard as much as you get easy.
You might enjoy some moments and you might just wish that you don't go through some moments again.
The difference between a roller coaster and life, is that you know when to hold your breath, you know when the scary part is coming, you know when its going to end.
In life, you'll never know how the ride is going to be, one second you can be in your lowest moments and the other you're flying sky-high. Most important thing is to enjoy the ride cause what's the point of getting on a boring roller coaster, right?

-bella xoxo

anybody still here?

Hi.
I know I disappointed you all cause I haven't been posting forever.

I'm really sorry, but I've been so busy and overwhelmed and I didn't want to write any post and post it for the sake of just posting.. get it?

I have been working on the story and I have two posts that I'm going to edit and post enshalla..

I'm so sorry again.

love you all,
bella xoxo

Love & everything in between. Part 2

       Faris was Lulu’s fiancé. Lulu and Faris got engaged a year ago, and they had plans to get married in the next couple of months.

“Eshloun Faris be6al3a?” Noura asked

“Mara ana oo Faris kina insolef o gali ina e3arif 3azeez, not personally but he knows someone who does, so I’ll ask him for the number.” Lulu smiled

“Okay wetha galich laish tabena?” Noura asked

“7abebty eshfeech? Faris is open-minded, I’ll tell him you want the number o bas, no questions asked.”

Noura smiled, “you’re the best tadren?”

Lulu smiled, “yup, I know!”

Noura laughed, “ and I love you for that!”

“Me too” Lulu said as she parked in front of Noura’s house.

“Tadreen eny bag3ad all day long thinking of how to talk to him 9a7?” Noura stated

Lulu nodded, “eeh adry, bas na9e7a meny? Talk to him 3ady, lat7asesena enich mayta 3alaih, although I have no idea what you’re planning to say? ‘Hey 3azeez I love you? Been loving you since 4 years ago?’” Lulu said sarcastically

“Lwailo mu wakta etnakteen tara!” Noura was annoyed

“Eshda3wa 3a9abtay I was joking” Lulu protested

“Eeh mu waktaa! I need serious advice walla!” Noura frowned

“Do you love him?” Lulu asked plainly.

“I don’t know, I don’t think so..” Noura said

“3ayal laish betkalmeena ??” Lulu bugged her eyes

Noura sighed, “Lulu I told you a million times! The feelings I have for him, madry if I can call them love! I told you the whole time I spent talking to him on the plane 7asait ena we connected in lots of things but I don’t know what the connection can be called. Lulu, a7s he’s the right guy for me, walla I do.. and honestly, for the past four years, I can’t picture myself with any guy but him.. I know I don’t know a lot about him, but I want to spend my life getting to know each and everything about him.”

“There you go,” Lulu said

“There I go shino?” Noura was confused

“Goleela hal kalam, what you told me exactly.” Lulu said

Noura shook her head, “la la a7s wayed ga3da ag6 nafsi 3alaih, khalas Lulu I’ll figure it out.”

Noura got out of Lulu’s car and went inside. Lulu drove back home and on her way she called Faris to tell him to get 3azeez’s number.

As Noura walked up to her room, she saw her brother Fahad coming her way.

“Fahad 7abeby ana tawne rada elbait,” Noura said

“Mara7 te6l3een?” Fahad asked

“Laa bas 6ala3at already, yemken ag3ad belbait, laish?” Noura asked

“Madry la2ani barou7 elshalaih o mawedi akhalech bel bait brou7ech 3araftay shloun youba?” Fahad said, he loved his sister and was always worrying about her.

“Eeh 3ade Fahad rou7 ana ag3ad belbait brou7i shel mushkela?” Noura said

“Mafeeh mushkela bas mabe akhalech brou7ich,” Fahad was indirectly telling Noura to make plans

“Fahad walla I’ll be fine, oo etha chthy 3ayal ana yemkn bacher ayek elshalaih, tamam?” Noura assured her brother that she’s going to be fine

Fahad nodded, “3ala ra7tch, deray balech w kalmeeny etha taben shay!” He kissed his sisters forehead and left the house.

Noura checked her phone to see if Lulu sent her the number, but she didn’t receive any message so she decided to take a shower then lay in bed for the day watching movies nonstop.

At around 8:30 pm that day, Noura received a message from Lulu saying:

“Sorry 3al ta25eer, Fairs just sent me this – AbdulAzeez AlFlani #:xxxxxxxx”

Noura’s heart automatically started beating so fast. She got butterflies in her stomach and she didn’t know why.

“Luluu madri laish galby yerga3!!”

Lulu,

“Listen calm down, o rakzay eb kalamich, you only have one shot so don’t mess it up! I wish you the best 7abebty, call me the moment you’re done!!”

Noura,

“I don’t know meta baklmaa, right now 7ady 5ayfa”

Lulu,

“Take your time xx”

Noura,

“Shalaih tomorrow? Just me & u”

Lulu,

“Can Fairs come later on?”

Noura,

“Yeah Fahad bekoun yamna”

Lulu,

“great ;*”

Noura tried to keep watching the movie she had on, but her mind was currently in a storm of thoughts. She wanted to talk to 3azeez and get done with it, yet a huge part of her was scared.

She knew her brother was open-minded about this subject, but she didn’t know how he’d react.

Most importantly, she was scared to see how 3azeez will react to her. It has been 4 years, and the possibilities of him not remembering her are huge.

But the thoughts of her not spending her life with him were even scarier.

She closed her eyes and went 4 years back and she replayed the whole scene with 3azeez. How could she be attached to a person she met for one day only? How could she have strong feelings for a person she met four years ago?

Noura was always a strong person, she never lets anyone close enough to hurt her, she never lets down her guard, but with 3azeez, its like she has no guard.

She began wondering how he looks like now, where he works and what’s his lifestyle like.

When she opened her eyes, she realized that she fell asleep thinking about him. She checked the time and it was half past midnight. She sat up on her bed and mustered every ounce of courage she had and added his number to her contacts and checked to see if he was online.

And he was.

Before whatsapping him she changed her profile name to Noura, instead of Noura AlFlani then she took a deep breath and talked to him.

“Esalam 3alaykum,”

3azeez took two seconds then replied,

“Hala?”

“Men ma3ay?”

Noura,

“Noura,”

3azeez was confused, yet he knew how many fake messages and calls he got so he was really cold,

“What do you want?”

“Do I know you?”

Noura was really scared, but she knew this was the only chance she had,

“I’m not sure if you know me, abe aklmick eb mawthoo3..”

3azeez,

“Go ahead?”

Noura,

“I’ve heard that you’re engaged, is that true?”

3azeez,

“That’s really none of your business, taben shay thany?”

Noura frowned; she didn’t like how he was talking to her,

“3azeez, ana madry shloun yatny el jur2a w dazaitlek msg, madry etha ely ga3da asweh 9a7 wela ghala6, bs sema3t enick ga3ed ta56ib w gelt ena this is my only chance.. I don’t know if you remember me, we met 4 years ago, on the plane back home. Oo el9ara7a men thak elwakt, and you never left my mind. 3azeez, I really don’t know how to explain what I’m trying to say, but all I know is that we had a connection the day we met, and I know I don’t know you well, but I want to spend the rest of my life getting to know you.. I hope you don’t misunderstand what I’m saying.. I don’t play games..”

3azeez took a while to read her message and reply, and when he did,

“Noura AlFlani?”

Noura’s heart raced,

“Yes..”

3azeez,

“Where were you for the past 4 years?”

To be continued…

Love & everything in between. Part 1

Hello! Just like I promised I'm going to start posting my new story! Enshalla I'm going to post weekly. I might post long posts or short posts. I hope you like this story as much as you liked the old one. The story is based on some true events and some aren't true and all the names in the story are made up. Please tell me what you honestly think!

- love 

bella xoxo

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     It was the first week of July and everyone was either traveling, or getting ready to travel. Noura on the other hand had no plans for the summer. Her parents were already abroad and she stayed in Kuwait with her brother Fahad. She really wanted to travel, but she was busy looking and applying for jobs. All her friends were going to travel in a few days and they all decided to go out for brunch before each one goes in a different direction. Noura loved her friends but they weren’t so close as they were back in high school. They barely saw each other, but when they did, its like they never graduated.  But Noura did stay close with one friend only, Lulu. Noura and Lulu were inseparable since Middle School, and they stayed that way. Noura really considers Lulu as a sister, and her family loves her and considers her as their daughter.

The girls all finished eating and were enjoying some sweets with coffee and discussing everything when suddenly Abrar said, “Banat mageltlekum!!”

“Sheno golay?” Noura said

“Et3arfoun 3azeez AlFlani? Ely obouh Mohammed AlFlani?” She said

Noura quickly gave a look to Lulu who understood what she meant exactly. Noura kind of knew who 3azeez was, but that was around 4 years ago.

“Eeeh golay eshfeeh?” Lulu asked instead of Noura, who tried to seem uninterested.

“Sema3t ena khe6ab!” Abrar’s eyes gleamed, as if what she said was valuable information.

Noura gulped nervously and smiled, “eeh allah ewafga..” but deep inside she was burning with curiosity and wonder.

“Haw laa Abrar chena sema3t ena ga3deen edawroonla?” Fatima said

“La la ana omi galatly ena kha6eb bas ena lama al7een ma e3lnouha!!” Abrar smiled.

That was Abrar, always interested with other people’s lives. She always had the latest news and gossip, she was very trustworthy but she couldn’t keep her mouth shut.

“Eeh kaifha e7na shako?” Noura said

“Matabeen et3arfen mino eb ya5th?” Abrar said

Noura shook her head, “Ma3arfa wala e9eerli w mayhmeny el9ara7a!”

“Waay Noura maleeqa!” Abrar said teasing her friend.

Noura was the type that didn’t care for gossip and she hates when people start gossiping.

Lulu sensed that Noura was bothered with the subject so she immediately started talking about something else. Noura on the other hand sipped her coffee quietly, listening to her friend’s talk but her mind wandered off to about 4 years ago, the day she met 3azeez.

It was the year she graduated from high school, and the summer that her niece, Jana, was born. Dhari, Noura's eldest brother, works at the Kuwaiti Embassy in America. He’s married to Salma and they occasionally come to Kuwait in the holidays. Mostly though, Noura, Fahad and their parents visit Dhari each summer. That summer, Fahad had plans with his friends, they were going to Europe and so Noura and her parents were the only ones who went to Dhari. Noura had a great time with her family in the States and she met with some of her friends and had a blast. But Noura had to leave three weeks earlier than her parents because her classes were starting.

Dhari was the one who dropped off Noura at the airport. He helped her check in and walked her to security.

“Bel salamah 7abebty, deray balech 3ala nafsech oo 6amnena awal mato9len” Dhari kissed Noura's cheeks and hugged her. Noura was the youngest of her siblings and both her brothers loved her very much. But she was closer to Fahad than she was to Dhari even when the age difference between her and Fahad was 6 years, they were very close.

“Dhari eshda3wa tara mu awal marra asafer brou7y!” Noura teased her brother

“Walla law etsafreen eldenya kelha brou7ich ba’9el a7atech wayin matrou7een! You are my baby sister!”

“Haay haay shno baby! Ana al7een ta5arajt men thanawy so ana mu baby!” Noura bugged her eyes.

“Laa baby w ne9!” Dhari laughed

Noura rolled her eyes and hugged her brother; it was time for her to head to the gate. “Enshalla ebtyeoun eb December?” Noura asked

“Eeh enshalla 6ab3an!” Dhari smiled

“Ashwaa! La2ni men al7een walhana 3ala Janooya!” Noura frowned

“Afa! Bas ebtolheen 3ala benty??”

“Laa 6ab3an 7ata enta w Salma! Lat6awloon 3alayna tekfa Dharooy!” Noura begged

“Men 3yoone,” Dhari winked and they said their goodbyes and Noura proceeded to the gate.

She boarded the plane and got seated. The seat next to her was empty and she felt relieved. She didn’t want to be sitting next to a stranger for a 16-hour flight. So she put her bag on the empty seat and got her book and Ipod and prepared them for the flight. The flight attendants were serving complementary drinks and snacks so she got herself a diet coke and some salted peanuts. She was seated in the business section, which wasn’t full at all. There were only a few passengers in that section and it was nice and quiet. 5 minutes before the gate was closed, a tall handsome man boarded the plane and was looking for his seat.

Noura wasn’t paying any attention; she was looking for songs on her play list when suddenly she heard a voice ask her, “Law sama7tay hathy jan6etch?”

She looked up and was completely mesmerized by his eyes. He had soft brown eyes that would take your breath away. Noura was completely speechless. She opened her mouth to reply but no words were coming out. It was like she was suddenly put on mute. He smiled at her cute embarrassed face, which made Noura's heart melt. His smile was absolutely adorable. He had two dimples and when he smiled, his eyes became so small.

Noura's face turned red, she wasn’t only embarrassed by the fact that she was speechless, but also by the fact that he noticed she was embarrassed.

“Eeh..” was the only thing that Noura could whisper.

Luckily for her, the flight attendant came to the rescue and took her bag and placed it in the overhead stowage.

He sat next to her, and her heart started racing. She looked around her and found so many empty seats. He could’ve changed his place and took any other seat, but the fact that he wanted to sit next to her was making her feel so ecstatic.

While he was getting seated she quickly studied his hand and face to guess how old he was and if he was married or not. She found no ring on his hand and he seemed to be in his early twenty’s.

Everyone got seated and the plane took off. She wanted to talk to him but she didn’t want to seem as if she was bold or brash.

So she grabbed her book and started reading, and to her luck, he started the conversation.

“Paulo Coelho ha?” he smiled and hoped that the conversation keeps going.

She smiled back at him and nodded, “eeh he’s one of my favorite authors.”

“7ata ana,” He smiled and made eye contact. He noticed that her face turns red every time their eyes meet. He stared at her eyes. She had beautiful eyes and beautiful facial features. Her face was heart shaped with high cheekbones, a narrow chin and a small nose. She had a gorgeous smile with white straight teeth. Her hair was the perfect shade of brown that complemented her olive toned skin.

She held out her book, “tara etha tabe tegraha, I’m almost done with it bugali two chapters.”

“Laa mashkoora gareha oo khale9,” he smiled again, “ma3ach 3azeez AlFlani,” He put his hand out to shake hers.

Her heart skipped a beat, “Noura AlFlani,” she shook his hand and smiled back.

“Welne3im!” He said

“Yen3am eb7alek, mashkoor..” She looked away shyly.

3azeez wanted to know everything there was about Noura. He was so interested in her the moment he saw her.

He didn’t know whether it was attraction or just excitement, he felt something towards her, and he wasn't quite sure if she felt the same way.

They kept talking throughout the whole flight, she told him that she just graduated from high school and he told her that he was studying in the States and that he was going back home for a few months and going back for the spring semester.

It turns out he was 3 years older than her and that she was still so young for any kind of relationship.

Noura wasn’t even the type of person that would be in a relationship, although her family wasn’t conservative at all, Noura never really had anytime for relationships.

3azeez on the other hand came from a very liberal family, yet he was a bit conservative.

Noura fell asleep for the last few hours of the trip and 3azeez watched a movie.

When they landed to Kuwait, Noura was wondering whether they’d stay as friends but she wasn’t going to suggest anything. 3azeez was also wondering if he should stay in touch with Noura but he didn’t say anything because he was waiting for Noura to bring the subject up, but sadly she didn’t so neither one of them got any contact information.

“El7emdalla 3alsalamah,” 3azeez said as they got out of their seats and grabbed their bags.

“Allah esalmek,” Noura smiled

Then they fell in awkward silence, so 3azeez quickly said, “allah ewafgech oo sheday 7alech belderasa!” and he put out his hand to shake hers for one last time.

“Mashkoor, o ent ba3ad allah ewafgik enshalla..” She shook his hand and stared at his eyes. A part of her wanted to stay in that moment forever, she wanted to fly again and just keep talking to him, but that wasn’t happening. They said their goodbyes and left the plane and for four years, she never heard from him nor saw him again. Although she kept hoping for a miracle to happen and she’d see him by coincidence, but that miracle never came.

No one knew about what happened between her and 3azeez except Lulu. So when Abrar brought his name up, Lulu knew exactly how Noura felt.

“Nouroo,” Lulu said to Noura as they were driving back home.

“Hallaa?” Noura said with a dazed look.

“Eshfeech em5ansa?”  Lulu asked

“Laa mafeny shay..” Noura said

“3alay hal kalam Nouroo?”

Noura sighed, “Lulu abe 3azeez..”

Lulu rolled her eyes, “Nwaira cham marra ba3eed elkalam 3alaich? 9adgeeni etha lekum ne9eeb 7ag ba3ath, beyeech!”

“Eeh enzain bas ya3ne lama solafna kan ako sh3our ghareb bayne w bayna! Ya3ne methl attraction!” Noura confessed

“7abebty that was four years ago!! Mara7 ag9 3alaich, bas tara 3ade elwalad nesach!!” Lulu said

“Waay yakalba latgoleen chthy!” Noura frowned

“La 7abebty bagool! La2na mu zain lech ench em3alga nafsech arba3 esneen ebwa7ed yemkn asasan maya’9kerich!” Lulu said

“Bas ana 7abaita walla! W met2akda ena ohwa 7abny!” Noura said

Lulu sighed, she was tired of having this conversation for the past four years.

“Enzain etha kalamteeh, eshbetgolenlah?” Lulu asked, she was finally willing to help out her friend.

“Madri, bas abe aklma.. Etha kalam Abrar 9j, abe aklma before its too late” Noura whispered, she waited for four years and she couldn’t wait any longer.

“Khalas ayeblich raqam elyoum..” Lulu said

“Eshloun???? W entay rathya?” Noura asked

Lulu nodded, “mani meqtan3a wayed bel fekra, bas mayendara she9eer.”

“Enzain men wayen betyebeen elraqam?”

“Faris.” Lulu replied.

To be continued... 

Part 24. (the end)

       Rawan quickly parked her car in the emergency lane and both of them got out and ran across the highway. Cars had to stop for them to pass, but all the drivers realized that they were related to the man in the car accident.

“Faisal!!!!” Dalal screamed as she saw him covered in blood laying down on the ambulance bed.

She ran up to him and looked at his face, he had scars everywhere. A big piece was glass cut through his right cheek, his arm was dislocated and his head was bleeding.

He was rushed into the ambulance car and on impulse, Dalal got in as well.

“Rawan, le7gena.. Omy, Nasser, Obouy.. kalmeehum!” Dalal said in hysteric crying.

Rawan nodded and ran back to her car, drove off to get to the nearest hospital.

She called Nasser, and she tried to be as calm as possible.

“Aloo?” Rawan said her voice in heavy tears.

“Halla Rawan, haa yuba eshfech?”

Rawan gulped, “N—aassser..” and she broke down crying.

“Rawan! Latkhar3eny!!! Ta7achay! Dalal eshfeeha!!” Nasser was panicking.

“Faisaal! Shefnaa, shefnaa tawa! Dalal, maskeena.. Nassser ta3aal al7een!” Rawan cried

“Shemsawy hatha ba3ad?????? Walla law em2athy Dalal, wala athba7a!!” Nasser screamed in anger.

“Laaaa,” Rawan took in a heavy breath. “Faisal sawa 7adeth!! Dalal erkebat el es3af ma3ah, shefna we7na raden elbait.. Nassser madrii shaswee” Rawan kept crying massively.

Nasser was shocked.

He was speechless.

“la 7awla wala quwata ela belllah..” Nasser managed to say. “Yala kani yaykum.. Deray balech wentay etsougeen Rawan.” He said.

It was Nasser’s job to break it down to both his parents and Faisal’s parents. Rawan was in no state to speak. He did what was the hardest thing to do, he called Khaled, and told him what has happened.

He told his parents, his mother broke down crying as well. They all rushed to the hospital to meet up with Rawan and Dalal.

Dalal held Faisal’s hand super tight, and she kept on crying and looking at him.

“Faisal, faisal goum goum.. Faisal you cant go.. Faisal you cant leave me! Faisal I’m finally gonna be yours! Tekfa, tekfaa Fa—aiisaall!” Dalal buried her face in Faisal’s shoulders.

The paramedics kept on taking Faisal’s blood pressure and heart rate, both of which were low. The bleeding in his head was making him lose oxygen.

Blood was all over Dalal’s clothes. They arrived at the hospital and Faisal was rushed into the OR for emergency surgery.

Dalal sat next to her parents, Nasser, Rawan and Farah in the waiting room.

Haya was standing with Khaled, tears not leaving her face.

Dalal said nothing as they all waited for good news.

Any news, but all the news that came, weren’t what they wanted to hear.

4 hours of surgery and Faisal was put in the intensive care unit, he needed to be supervised because his situation was not stable.

Everyone went to see him, his parents and siblings. Rawan, Farah and Dalal. Dalal’s family and then suddenly, Muneera showed up out of nowhere.

She had mascara smeared all over her face clearly she was devastated. When she saw Dalal, she gave her the world’s dirtiest look and said, “Law mu entay, chan Faisal eb 5air.”

Dalal was shocked, and speechless. She had no idea how to reply, Haya overheard her and quickly came to the rescue, “Muneera, disappear al7een.”

“La mabe ban6er Faisal egoum,” She shrugged.

Haya pulled Muneera from her elbow and out to the corridor so no one could hear them.

“Sem3ay Manoor, tara we’ve all had it with your shit. W tara esh3ara w athb7ich beedy aqsm bellah! You have no reason to be here, so reday baitkum!!!” Haya sneered.

“Eshda3wa magelt shay ana! Tara its true, law mu Dalal, chan Faisal al7een belbait wela bel dowaneya. We all know it Haya, Dalal and Faisal were never meant for each other.” Muneera said.

Haya breathed out, luckily Hamad and Meshary just came out of the elevator and saw them both standing.

“Hamad please, get rid of her.” She looked at Muneera.

Hamad nodded and said, “Khalas lat7ateen.” Meshary and Hamad both went to Muneera to get her out of the hospital.

The doctors asked everyone to leave the ICU because Faisal needed to rest. They all agreed, except Dalal.

“Ana mani ray7a wala mukan.” She said firmly. Her face was crimson red, her makeup was smeared and she had lines of tears all over her cheeks.

“7abebty eldiktoor gaal..” Faisal’s mother said, heartbrokenly.

Dalal shook her head, “Mara7 at7arak men mukani.”

Dalal’s father breathed out, he knew when Dalal sets her mind on something, there’s nothing anyone could do to change it.

“Khalas Om Khaled, ma3alaih Dalal ebteg3ad.” He said gently.

“Ebrou7ha?” Nasser asked.

Haya quickly got up, “La ana bag3ad weyaha.”

Haya’s dad looked helplessly at both girls, “deraw balkum 3ala ba3ath, wetha Faisal gam, degoli 3ala 6oul.”

The girls nodded.

The said their goodbyes and all of them left, except Rawan and Farah. They wanted to make sure Dalal was okay.

“Babe?” Rawan put her hand on Dalal’s shoulder.

Dalal nodded, “Enshalla begoum belsalamah.. ana bad3eela” Rawan said soothingly.

Dalal kept quite. She didn’t want to say anything; she was silently praying for Faisal. She was praying and hoping that some miracle would save him.

Farah and Rawan kissed Dalal’s forehead and they left. Haya followed them because she wanted to give Dalal some space. Since he came out of surgery, she never got to be alone with him.

Haya looked at Rawan and Farah, “mashkoreen, matga9roon.”

“3ala shno 7abebty? Masawaina shay walla..” Rawan said

Haya breathed out, “Madri ya3ne wagfatkum ma3a Dalal, means a lot to me too..”

“Hayoona, Dalool is a sister to us, w ham Faisal ghaly 3endna, akeed we’re going to be here for them.” Farah said

Haya teared up, “Thank you.” She whispred.

“Hayoona don’t cry! Tara Dalool needs you to be strong. Allah ye3lam sht7s feeh elmaskeena..” Rawan frowned

“Enshalla khair,” Farah hugged Haya. “Please 6ameena, wetha 9ar ayi shay, call us 3ala 6oul neyekum.”

Haya half smiled and hugged them both. They left and Haya went downstairs to the cafeteria to get some food for her and Dalal.

Dalal sat on the bed next to Faisal and held his hand. Tears were streaming down her face like an endless waterfall. She brushed her finger across Faisal’s cheek. He looked helpless, vulnerable, lost in a dark hole.

His blood pressure and heart rate were stable, but he was still in a coma, and the doctors were all waiting for him to wake up to see whether or not the concussion left any damages to his brain.

His left side ribs and shoulder were damaged. He had cuts all over his shoulders and arms. Luckily, his legs were okay.

“Ya ba3ad galbe..” Dalal whispered.

She breathed out, she didn’t know if Faisal was listening to her or not, but she wanted to talk to him.

She held his hand and leaned closer to his ear and began speaking, “7abeby you’re strong, and you’re going to get through this. Faisal a7bick, w adre makent agoolick eny a7bick, bas Faisal wala el3atheem eny magdar a3eesh bedounk.. Faisal please, latkhaleeni.. please please,” she started crying, “please don’t leave me.”

Faisal did nothing, he did not respond, he obliviously couldn’t hear her.

Dalal breathed out to calm herself and began speaking, “shoof you’re gonna wake up w bet9eer a7san, w ba3dain we’re gonna get married and we’ll live the dream we always talked about.. Faisal tara this is not the end, I’m gonna be here by your side every day, until you get better..” She looked at his face, “ for better or for worse, 9a7 Faisal? that’s what we agreed on men awal ma3arfna ba3ath.. w methl ma I’m gonna be here by your side, I know you wont leave me, I know ent bet9eer a7san..”

She laid down beside him and put her head on his right shoulder, “for me please, Faisal if you can hear me, squeeze my hand”

But Faisal didn’t move.

“I love you.. I love you Faisal.. get better please..” she slowly drifted to sleep next to him.

A while later, Haya went back to the room and she saw Dalal sleeping beside Faisal.

She got an extra blanket and covered Dalal and dimmed the lights. She sat beside them and she prayed silently for Faisal.

At around midnight, Khaled came back to the hospital with a bag. He went up to the room and found Haya sleeping on the armchair and Dalal next to Faisal.

He woke Haya up and asked her to come outside.

Haya looked alarmed, “Khalood eshfeek radait?”

“Men9jich entay? Mani gader ag3ad belbait w ana o5ouy eb’3ayboba! Elbait kela me3tifis! Omy bas tabchi w tad3ee.. kanat betrd ma3ay bas obouy makhalaha.. Fa geltlaha ana ayey w at6aman 3alaih w mara wa7da ayeblich aghrath.. 3ad madri shno Sarah 7a6atlech.”

Haya took the bag from Khaled, “Mashkoor 7abebi.”

Khaled kissed her forehead, “eshloun Dalal?”

Haya frowned, “menhara.. bas I have no clue how she’s keeping it all together and staying strong.”

“Allah ekoun eb3onha walla..” he shook his head

“Khaled?”

“halla?”

“Khaled gole el9jj? Faisal, begoum?” Haya looked hopeless

“Walla madri shagoolech hayoona.. the doctors say, he could stay like this for a while.”

“Laish??” haya teared up

“they say it’s a miracle he’s alive, egolon ena his brain swelled up and bleeded wena its bad.. mafahamt wayed, bas the surgery saved him.”

“Enzain w ba3dain? What if..?” haya croaked

Khaled shook his head, “Latfakreen chthy haya.. obouy awal marad kalam obo Sarah w khalas cham youm besawe awraga w bewadeeh London.”

Haya smiled, “so there is a solution?”

“akeed!! Don’t give up on your brother haya!” Khaled tensed up

“Laa walla Khaled I’m not, bas I’m speechless w mani em9adga kel ely ga3ed e9eer!”

“We all are 7abebty,” Khaled hugged Haya.

“Haya??” Dalal walked out of the room alarmed.

“Halla 7abebty kani ehnyy,” Haya turned around and saw Dalal’s frightened face.

“Dalal eshfech?” Khaled asked

“Madrii, madrii Faisal feeh shay, he’s not breathing properly.. ta3alaw” Dalal cried.

When they all entered the room, nurses were trying to stablize Faisal, because his heart rate and blood pressure were very high.

“Eshfeeehh!!??” Dalal cried

The doctor came into the room and looked at Khaled, “Please I have to ask you to take your family and wait outside.”

Khaled nodded and he turned to tell Haya and Dalal, but Dalal was already by Faisal’s side, “Faisaall gooouuum!!! Gouuuu-uum latkhaleeniii” She cried terribly.

“Please ma’am you have to leave the room!” The Doctor ordered.

“NOO! I’m not gonna leave!!,” She yelled at the doctor “Faisaaal gooum!!!!” She shook Faisal’s shoulders.

Two nurses came to Dalal and grabbed her by her arms and took her outside. Dalal was like a 3 year old girl who was dropped off at a nursery. She was kicking and screaming and crying as if she wasn’t going to see her mother again.

Faisal was taken to the operating room again because he fell into a cardiac arrest.

Dalal blacked out because of all the crying and screaming, she also hasn’t eaten anything all day, which even made her situation worse.

Haya called Rawan, she didn’t want to call Dalal’s mother because then she’d be worried and won’t let Dalal stay at the hospital again.

Khaled quickly called his dad; Faisal’s condition was getting worse by the hour.

“Rawan, please ta3aly elmustashfa.” Haya said

“Laish Laish esh9aar??” Rawan said with a worried tone.

“Entay ta3alay w ashra7lech kelshay, bs please la7ad yadri.” Haya said

“Yalla kani 15 mins w akoun 3ndkum.” Rawan said and ended the call.

Rawan put on her pullover, sweatpants and uggs and got in her car and drove quickly to the hospital.

Dalal was put in a room and given an IV drip because she needed nutrition and she was refusing to eat anything.

Rawan arrived a while later and went to Dalal’s room.

“Esh9aar? Wayen Faisal? Laish Khaled w oboich yayen??” Rawan’s face had a huge question mark expression.

“Faisal faj2a ta3ab w da5elooh el3amaleyat,” Haya cried “w Dalal 6a7at 3alaina lama 5athooh.”

Dalal was asleep on the bed, she looked pale and she had black circles under her eyes.

Rawan frowned, “enzain mako khabar? El dekatra magalaw shay?”

Haya shook her head, “Khaled gal obouy besafra barra etha mata7asan.”

“Laa laa enshalla may7taay!!” Rawan said

But there was nothing anyone could do to save him. His time came, and he had to go.

At exactly 3:37 am, the doctors came out of the operating room and told Faisal’s dad the news.

Faisal was gone.

There was nothing they could do; his brain was completely damaged.

What happened next was a blur to Dalal and everybody else.

Rawan was the one who told Dalal the news, Haya was devastated and in a total mess.

Khaled drove them back home, everybody was crying, but Dalal was emotionless.

She didn’t cry, she couldn’t speak she couldn’t do anything.

She just sat staring into space.

Khaled called Nasser and informed him with what happened, he suggested that Dalal stay with Haya for the next few days because Dalal wasn’t in a state to be left alone.

The next day, Faisal was buried and his funeral began.

Dalal sat next to Haya and Haya’s mother in the funeral.

There were no words to describe how Om Faisal’s state was.

She lost her son, she lost him forever and he wasn’t coming back.

All she did was cry and call his name.

It was a sad scene for three days.

On the fourth day Dalal went back home, she stopped attending her classes. She couldn’t leave the house.

She didn’t eat; she only slept by taking medication.

She was heartbroken, depressed and shocked.

Rawan was always by her side, her parents were also helping her grieve, but Dalal was still in denial. She couldn’t accept the fact that Faisal was gone.

Three weeks after Faisal’s death, Haya called Dalal.

“Aloo?” Dalal said

“Daloola 7abebty shlounch?” Haya asked

“I’m fine,” Dalal said, and that’s what she said everyday since Faisal passed, but she wasn’t really fine.

“Daloola 7abebty, there’s something I want to give you, entay belbait?” Haya asked

“eeh, shno ohwa?” Dalal asked

“ta3alay bara, I’m outside.” Haya said

Dalal ended the call and went out to Haya. Her apperance was as radiant or as happy and cheerful as it used to be. She’s grey. Emotionless, not a single sight of happiness.

She got into the car with Haya, and gave her a half smile.

Haya was hurting also, grieving the death of her brother. But she seemed strong, but nothing is as what it ever seems.

“Gabel Faisal’s accident ebyoum, ana w Faisal 6al3ana ma3a ba3ath.. he got you something w kan yabe ya36ech yah,” then Haya remembered that awful day and teared up.

Dalal breathed out, whenever anyone brought up Faisal, or the accident her heart would just feel like its being cut by knives. She can no longer deny the fact that he was gone.

She simply nodded to show Haya that she understood.

Haya gave Dalal the red Cartier bag.

“Ohwa nagalich yah.. and he hoped that you’d like it.” Haya half smiled

Dalal took the bag with tearful eyes, “do you mind if I open it inside broo7i?”

Haya shook her head, “not at all 7abebty, ekhthay ra7tech.”

Dalal leaned in and kissed Haya’s cheeks, “thank you hayouna.”

“You’re welcome, 3ad please 5anshoofech? Murray 3alayna any day.”

Dalal nodded, no way was she ever going to leave the house. The mere thought of leaving the house and interacting with people made her sick to her stomache.

Dalal left the car and went up to her room.

She sat on the bed, and stared at the bag. She was thinking of never opening it and never finding out what Faisal got.

But she missed him, she missed him so much it was killing her alive.

She wanted anything that reminded her of him. She never took of his grey t-shirt. She took his university sweatshirt and she wears it all the time.

She just wasn’t ready to ever let him go, to let the memories go, to erase him from her mind and heart.

It was impossible for her to stop thinking of him, stop dreaming of him, and stop imagining that he’ll come back.

2 months have passed, it was mid March, and Dalal was over with the denial phase and has come to terms with it. She was still holding on to him, holding on to everything. That day she was finally ready to open the bag.

She took the bag out of her closet, opened the wrapping paper and opened the box.

Her heart started racing when she saw what was in it.

Faisal got her the Love ring, as a symbol of his love, and also for her to wear to show everyone that she’s taken, that she belongs to him.

Tears began falling from Dalal’s eyes as she held the ring in her hands.

She wanted to hug him, tell him how much she loved him.

But he wasn’t there.

In the bag, she found an envelope.

She opened it and got a card, it had Faisal’s scent on it and handwriting.

“Ya aghla ensanah eb7ayati,

I hope you accept this gift as a symbol of my love to you.

Daloola, my life can now begin, knowing that you’re finally a part of it.

3asa allah lay7remni mench, w ekhalech ley ya aghla men sekan galbe.

I vow to forever love you, and fall deeper in love with you everyday.

- Faisal.”

She read the card over and over again and each time she cried even more. Her soul was missing him.

“7abeby, I love you..” she whispered to herself.

She wore the ring on her finger, and vowed to never love a man more than she ever did to Faisal.

She vowed to keep him as the one and only, true love of her life.

Days passed on, and she eventually became better, and her life was getting back to its normal routine again.

Faisal forever lives in her heart, even when he’s gone.

True love, never dies.

The end…

I really really really hope you liked my story, and yes some of you might hate me because of this sad ending.

Its just to show, that not everything is a fairytale, and even when it looks like its perfect, its not because there is no such thing as perfect.

Never give up on anything or anyone you love, because its regrets can hurt more than anything. Always have high hopes and be positive, but never forget to be realistic.

I love you all!! Enshalla I will keep on writing more posts! I don’t know when, but I will start my new story. Probably mid September, but I will still write short posts.

I hope that you’ll continue reading my blog, and if you have any suggestions please let me know!!

-bella xoxo