Unexptected: Chapter10

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Previously:

He had his arm on the same gorgeous blonde's back. My heart felt like it was being continuously stabbed. I felt tears clouding my vision, and then I apologized to the people I was talking to. I left quickly and ignored Waleed's screaming behind me.

When I was outside in the wet streets of Munich it hit me, I was as bad as Turki.

So why did I feel so much pain at seeing him with that blonde?

I had no clue, but I won't let him bother me. 

Waleed: 3noud, shfeek? 
Anoud: umm, shft Turki jwa!

Waleed's face changed; it twisted into a mixture of fear and anger. 

Waleed: wallaa? Ajl 5alena nb3d al7en y6l3on wla shy w yshofna hena.

I gave him a weird look, isn't he supposed to not care? Why does he look panicked? A9ln ana w Turki bnt6lg. I guess I'll never completely understand Waleed. I let out a sigh; I guess I'll just go home, and go to bed.

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Months have passed, and my relationship with Waleed keeps getting stronger. Turki has drifted further away from me than ever, and it hurt but now I just grew used to it. I didn't care anymore, because he obviously didn't.

I haven't seen the blonde again; not that I want to. A9ln he hasn't been home properly in a while, yji mt25r w ynam w y6l3 awl ma a97a. Our lives have fell into a routine that I hate. I love waleed even more now since we've been together for 4 months.

Right now I was heading to the cafe we always meet in. I was wearing a black and beige pencil skirt that stopped right before my knees with a cream silk shirt, and for the first time in ages I was wearing black pumps. I felt very sophisticated and professional bcuz of my outfit today. I felt confident too, and I was in love with my new Birkin. I liked feeling pretty, and after going shopping with Reema I had a lot of confidence in myself.


I went into the cafe, and my eyes fell on the corner me&Waleed always sat in. He had a pretty girl with him, and I felt jealousy overcome me. What's with the men in my life and them being cheaters? I know I couldn't exactly judge Turki since I was doing the same thing, but I was never rude enough to let him in our apartment.

I walked to the table he was sitting in, and I gave him a sickly sweet smile.

Anoud: hi?
Waleed: hala blzeen kla!
Anoud: hala, errm Waleed..
Waleed: oh 9a7! 3nouda ha4y Jana.
Anoud: ahleen, Jana. Asfa walla bes Waleed ma gd 7kali 3nik?
Jana: hahah! M3leesh, Waleed ma y7b ygol lhis girlfriends 3ni.

Girlfriends? I kept quiet and kept my smile on my face.

Jana: ana a9er his bestfriend min yom ena 93'ar.
Anoud: oh!
Jana: ee, so don't worry. I won't be stealing him from you anytime soon.

I laughed with, bes shy jowati kan ygoli ena she wasn't being completely honest. After a few minutes of chatting she left and I sat with Waleed. We talked about our mornings and I was complaining about a lecture I had with a certain professor.

Anoud: so t5yal a54t 1.5! Mrra mo kwys, it'll make my GPA drop.
Waleed: 5la9 7bebti wareni ur file ana a3lmk keeef tsawen elassignment since ma 3ndik work al7en.
Anoud: sounds good, dgega bes a6l3o mn elshn6a.

I looked through the bag, but I couldn't find the file. I needed the file ASAP, if I didn't do the assignment with Waleed today then I won't ever get to do it.

Anoud: yooh 7bebi nseet elfile blshigaa! 5laa9 ana arj3 ajeba.
Waleed: mar7 a5lek trj3en l7alk llshiga. El6reeg b3eed w mo amen.
Anoud: btji m3i?
Waleed: ee yalla nmshi!

I walked out of the cafe side by side with Waleed, he was holding my right hand and my left hand had my wedding ring. The irony. My stomach twisted in knots; I had a bad feeling about Waleed coming with me. Will Turki see us? Worse, what if a neighbour sees us and tells Turki? Ya allah. Yarb 5eer. We got to the building, and I dropped Waleed's hand automatically. I went into the lobby and I saw the doorman. I smiled and waved at him.

Anoud: hello!
Doorman: hi Mrs.3noud.
Anoud: is Mr.Turki home?
Doorman: not yet, ma'am. Feeling well, dear?
Anoud: yes, why do you ask?
Doorman: it's just that you're home early that's all.
Anoud: I forgot a file, and came to pick it up.

A54t elLift w d5l Waleed m3i. For some reason I was nervous, mdri leeh. Waleed would never do anything to hurt me. He loves me.

I unlocked the apartment door and went in before Waleed. I took a quick look, and everything looked like the way I left it except for Turki's jacket on the couch; the first thought that hit me was he'll get cold. Then I saw his booklets, and I realized that I have to be quick, because he'll most likely come back soon. The last thing I wanted was for him to see me with Waleed. 

Waleed: ha4a his jacket?

Anoud: emhm. 

I started looking for the file. I couldn't find it anywhere in the livingroom, so it must be my room.

Anoud: dgega bro7 ashof b3'orfty w aji. You can sit here.

I walked into the room and left the door open. I bent down the shelf, and started looking. 

Fj2a I heard the door click. I turned around and faced Waleed. I laughed at his attempt to scare me, but the look on his face made me shut up quickly.

Anoud: haha Waleed, 7bebi shfek?

Waleed: 3nouda al7en leeh ma gd glteli enik t7beni?

Anoud: bcuz ma jaa elwgt lsa..

Waleed: 9arlna 4 sh'hor m3 b39' w snten n3rf b39' ma atw83 n7taj akthr mn ki4aa.

He took a step closer, and I tried hard not to show him that I was scared. 

Anoud: asfa, bes ana ma 7betik t7s eni al3b aw shy.

Waleed: 6b 3nouda.

Anoud: hala? 

He was getting closer, and my heartbeat was getting faster.

Waleed: tdren enik jamela?

I would've blushed if he had said it normally, but something about this whole thing wasn't normal.

-PLEASE ANY READER UNDER THE AGE OF 15 SHOULDN'T READ THIS FOR THIS CONTAINS SOME DISTURBING AND OFFENSIVE MATERIAL & VIOLENCE-

Anoud: shokran.

Waleed: tdren esh a7la shy fek?

Anoud: laa wsho?

Another step forward, I have to step back.

Waleed: shfayfik.. Your lips.

Anoud: oh.

Waleed: they're so seductive, and sexy. 

Anoud: t7s ki4a ent?

Waleed: tdren wsh eljnani gbl shwy?

Anoud: esh?

I took another step back and I hit my bookshelf, there is no where else to go. Suddenly my shirt felt too tight on my neck, and sweat was dripping off my forehead. My body went into attack mode, bcuz it was finally understanding that it was about to be raped. I saw it in his eyes. Waleed wasn't normal, he never loved me. He always lusted after me, and now he'll get what he wanted. 

He finally reached me in three long steps, and I let out a small cry. He gripped my wrists strongly, and pain shot up my arms. After he heard me scream, he slapped me hard on my cheek.

Waleed: eskti wla klma yalg*7ba.

I tried biting my lips to keep myself from letting out a cry of pain again. He continued to squeeze my wrists painfully till I was sure bruises were forming.

He pushed me up against the wall with so much force; that my head slammed into the wall. I got a serious headache, and he started to forcefully kiss me. Tears went down my cheeks, and he kept trying to push his tongue down my throat. 

He started ripping my buttons, and my cries got heavier. When I realized that he was too absorbed in ripping off my clothes, I screamed the loudest I could hoping to god someone was close enough to hear me. Waleed looked at me with crazy eyes, and he covered my mouth with his hand. I was digusted. 

D3eet rbi ena yr7mni w yb3d 3ni hlmjnon. D3eet rbi ena y7f9'ni w ystr 3ly. D3eet rbi ena ymwtni gbl la y3't9bni Waleed.

I couldn't stop shaking or crying. I couldn't stop screaming the word 'please' even though I knew it was impossible for anyone to hear me, even Waleed.

I bit his hand, and waited till he let go of me from the pain. I screamed again, and then I closed my eyes. Waiting for the impact of another slap, but it never came. 

The next thing I heard was the door being broken and Turki coming in. I hardly remember anything after seeing Turki punch and kick Waleed continuously. 

After a few minutes I finally realized what happened. If I didn't stop Turki now, he'll kill him. We don't need that and we don't want it. 

Anoud: Turki 5la9 please stop!  Turki! 5laa9! Swet feh kfaya! 

I tried to calm Turki down, but I wasn't helping in the slightest. Whenever he did calm down, he'd take one look at my face and hit him harder.

After a while Waleed was finally unconscious and I managed to cam Turki down. 

I wanted to call the ambulance, but Turki had other thoughts. He dragged a chair, and sat next to Waleed's body. He got a bucket of water and threw it on him. Waleed woke up shocked, and a look of fear and anger mixed within his face.

Turki: esm3ni zeen, you have a minute to leave this building after I finish what I'm saying, and you have 2 days to leave munich. You won't ever come back while we live here, w wallaa en shftik mgrb na7eeti aw na7yat 3noud mrra thanya la a4b7ik bydeni. Wallaa lw mo 5of mn rabi kan ana 4ab7ik al7en. Yallaa, engl3. 

He kicked him one more time, and Waleed ran. 

Once he was out of the building and Turki made sure of that, I had a mental breakdown. I was almost raped. I almost got raped. Rabi str.

Turki: shhh.. 5laa9 ma 9ar shyy! 

When he tried putting his arms around me he was being very careful and I nearly melted. He cared, I could feel it from the way he touched me. I was never disgusted by him. I was never uncomfortable. It always felt right. 

I cried for ages into his chest, and he tried so hard to make me calm down but I couldn't. 

It all finally made sense. I am in love with Turki, and I projected myself to another guy bcuz I wanted to gain Turki's attention. Now, I'm used and abused to a degree that I disgust my own husband. I let jealousy control me, and I made the biggest mistake of my life. The one thought that couldn't leave my mind was:

I am in love with Turki. 

To be continued...
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