chapter 8

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We decided to play truth or dare

Rakan started : truth or dare ?

Me: truth

Rakan : razan aish kan bainik w bain zeyad ?

Ahh can't anyone get over this , I'm trying to leave the past and start all over again , seems that everyone wants the past although it's gone

I was silent for about 2 minutes

Rakan : sorry if it's personal , but I just wanted to hear you not to judge and to avoid misunderstanding , anyways goodnight

He smiled than got up to leave

Me: wait

He stared at me , I really wanted to cry at that moment , I don’t want him to think in a bad way about me or to translate things depending on what he heard

He came and hugged me , I hugged him back and this time I did cried

Rakan: don’t cry , I don’t want to know anything , just forget about it all , okay ?

Me while smiling: okay

next day

mom is coming back home today , so it's the moment of truth

when my mom enterd the house , I was in my room , I didn't want to face her , but I told my self that facing my mom is a thing that would happen now or then , so let's just finish this

I went dowen stairs , and greeted my mother , and sat on the big empty living room with my brothers with no voice interrupting the silence and the awkward moments

my mom spoke with a weird tone : etrkoni m3a razan , abi aklmha

ra2id : la yuma ana ma ra7 at7rk

rakan and rami got up and left

mom spoke : tklmi , goli shmswya m3a zeyad , ya 5sarat al tryba bs

ra2id: huh , yuma la tt3been nfsik , s2lt'ha men gbil , bs ma jawbt 3deemat al sharf

5ala9 zadt leen hena w bs sktt ktheer

me shouting : MEEN ENTO 3lSHAN TGOOLON KETHA , WAINIK 3ANI MEN GBIL YA MAMA, ELI 9AR KELAH MENKUM , 5ALA9 BSKUM LOOM ENTI '9Y3TINY , ENTI MSH OMI AN-

the words I said came directly from my heart , the words kept flowing out of my mouth , but something stopped me , something unexpected , something painful and harsh...

what was that ?