No Boundaries: Chapter6.

Hello my loves! How are you? Been a while. I am so so sorry but I was incredibly busy this past couple of months with university and others things in my life. I am back now, and fully committed to finishing this story and maybe even writing a couple of short ones. I thought I was ready to completely let go of the blog, and writing stories, but I couldn't. It has been my escape from reality for a couple of years now, and I think in some way it always will be. I only ask one thing of you guys, please please please don't nag about new chapters I will try posting as often and as soon as I can but it breaks my heart whenever you ask for a new chapter and I don't have one ready for you. So I will promise you that I will regularly post, but you have to promise me that you will understand if I don't post a chapter per day. 

Enjoy!

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I never had as much fun talking to a girl like I had while talking to Nouf. She was so sweet, and she seemed so happy with her recent engagement she admitted that she was in a relationship with him before he proposed, but it was more of a friendship. 

Nouf: shofy ha4a hwa when we got together, he honestly was so hot eli I dunno what happened al7in.

Areen: tstahblen? If anything, fa e7law 100 marra! Esh gltli esma?

Nouf: S3oud. 

Areen: Nouf w S3oud.. Allah 7lwa asameekm m3 b39'.

Nouf: w enty, what's new in your life?

Then surprisingly I vented about everything going through my life. And surprisingly, I felt so much better. She was truly amazing. She didn’t judge me one bit, and she looked like she understood how torn I was. She gave me a piece of advice too, and it made so much sense. Even though I knew it would hurt me so deep to actually go through with it, but it made perfect sense.

So I decided to take her advice to heart, and I took a deep breath when I realized I was making a pretty important decision with the help of a girl who I haven’t talked to in years, but she was so sweet and understanding about the whole thing. I don’t even know how she made me open up to her like that, I’m not usually a very open person.

I walked up to my dad’s office and took a deep breath again before knocking on the door, and when I heard his distant ‘yes’ I opened the door. I gave him a small smile, and he gave me a knowing look.

Dad: 8rarti ya glbi?

Areen: ee baba..

Dad: ewa?

Areen: ana mo mwafga.

Dad: leeh ya bnti? Elwld sm3ta zeena w wld nas 6ybeen, w ma shkla y3eba shy.

Areen: est5rt w ma ert7t.

I couldn’t exactly tell my dad that I’ve known the guy for 7 years and that he is drinking his life away and spending every last penny he inherited from his dad.

Dad: kefk ya bnti, ana bklmhom w agolhom enena mo mst3deen nzwj bntna..

It took my mother exactly 5 minutes to call after I left my dad’s office. Oops, I didn’t talk to her about it.

Mom: AREEN?! Why didn’t you tell?!

Areen: ya allah asfa mama walla, bes glt 5la9 since baba told u mala da3i ana b3d agol.

Mom: w 8rarti enk ma tbena?

Areen: mama..

She sighed loudly on the phone, and I felt like my voice was about to break.

Areen: mama, I can’t marry him. He’s not the guy for me.

Mom: w keef t3rfen ena he’s not the guy for you? Haven’t you been with him in a relationship for 7 years until this summer?

Areen: ee, bes lma t3rft 3la Yousef, w adri ena it was only for a couple of days but I never felt that way with 3bdullah and I know that this is no way to base a life choice on since I may never see Yousef again for the rest of my life, bes I can’t do it to myself. I can’t do it to my heart. He is already way in too deep and I barely got myself out on time. I don’t want to share a life with a guy who’s like that.

Mom: okay 7bbti, I love you tdren 97?

Areen: I love you too mama. Is that all?

Mom: laa ana jayya elriya9' tomorrow.

Areen: leeh?

Mom: agolk lma ashofk.

Areen: ok-ay?

I closed the phone, and laid in bed thinking about what I just did.. I must have lost my mind. And now my mind was swirling with all kinds of thoughts. About Abdullah, about my mom. I hope everything works out for the best. I checked my phone one last time before going to bed and saw that I had a text from Abdullah. Weird, it's been a while since he last called or texted.

"T7sben nfsk a7sn mni ya klba? Tshofen bglb 7yatk fog t7t."

xo

I know that it's a short chapter, but it's about one main event and I can't add more. A new chapter will be posted tomorrow, don't worry! Please please don't make a big deal out of how short it is.