It’s Jan 10th and it’s my birthday.
I spent the past 2 days holding my phone hoping I would get
a text from Khalid wishing me a happy birthday.
It’s been almost a month since we spoke, or since he kicked
me out.
I decided to start over and move on. I did, on the outside. But
on the inside I felt I was dying more and more every day. I felt numb. But I held
myself together because maknt aby el banat e7soon ena feeni ay shay.
I spent my birthday going out with my 3 besties and 5 of my
other friends. We watched a movie than had dinner. I had SO MUCH FUN el
7amdillah!!
I went back home it was 11:15. Saw my mom, salmt 3laiha, and
went to my room 3shan I change.
I was washing my face when I heard my phone.. I got a text
I dried my face and ran to get my phone. My heart was
beating fast. I was hoping it’s a text from Khalid. It was 11:27, I checked my
phone..
*text message* unknown number: Happy birthday! Better days
are yet to come..
Omg! Who’s this? Is it Khalid? fe amal he changed his
number? Bs why did he change it? Akeed 3shan I don’t call him.. or maybe it’s
just one of the girls wishing me a happy birthday..
I replied.. *text message* Me: Thanks! Sorry bs mn m3ai?
I waited … 4 mins later
*text message* unknown number: U don’t know me..
Akeed wa7da mn el banat g3da etswy feeni daga!!!
*text message* Me:
Noof! Bla sa5afa :p
*text message* unknown number: I’m not Noof. I promise u I’m
not any one of ur friends. U don’t know me, bs I know u. I know shwy weird, but
I needed to wish u a happy birthday. Anyways enjoy it!
I had a weird feeling! Why is Khalid doing this? Laish mayby
eygoli ena it’s him? Of course I don’t know him, he kicked me out of his place.
This isn’t the Khalid I know. And I know we broke up, bs it’s just a “happy
birthday”. I’ll text him saying ena it’s okay to say happy birthday even if we
did breakup.. bs wait, etha it’s not Khalid….
*text message* Me: Thanks..
I didn’t get a lot of sleep for the past 2 days because of
holding my phone and waiting for a text from Khalid. And now I was too tired to
do it again.
I left my phone and went to sleep….
I woke up the next day around 10 am.
I called Noora to ask her etha taby t6l3 for breakfast.
She picked me up around 11, the rest of the girls were still
sleeping.
While we were having breakfast…
Noora: Maryoom..
Me: yeah?
Noora: I know u probably don’t want to talk about it bs aby
agoolach ena I’m so proud of u, u moved on and I can tell that ur happy..
Happy??? I felt like she doesn’t even know me anymore? How can
I be happy after what I went through???
Me: thanks Nooro, ee el 7amdillah
Noora: I just wanna ask u .. did he text u wishing u a happy
birthday?
Me (I looked away): no..
She changed the subject o tmaina ensolif about different
things…
I went back home around 1:00
Dshait el bait and I saw my mom sitting alone. I looked at
her and I realized; I missed her. After Khalid I was heartbroken. And when I was
home, all I wanted to do is lock myself in my room. Magmt ag3d weya my family. Even
they noticed that, kalmoni chmn marah bs I used the “I have a lot of assignments
for uni” excuse..
I went to her, kissed her head and sat next to her. Gemt asolif
wyaha o g3dna n’97aak. Aaaaaaahhhh I’ve missed this. Faj2a 7sait eb ra7a 3gb ma
g3dt way my mom..
20 mins later I get a text from the same unknown number..
*text message* unknown number: So, how was breakfast?
How was breakfast????? How does this person know I was out
for breakfast? Mathkar eni chft a7d a3rfa fel m63am.
I called Noora
Noora: Hellloooo
Me: NOORO !!
Noora: SHFEEECH ET9R5EEN? SH9AYER??
Me: try to remember who was in the restaurant when we were
having breakfast
Noora: ummm mathkar , bs I saw 6awla 3laihm couples o
another 2 guys..
Me: any1 we know?
Noora: umm I don’t think so..
Me: BYE!
*text message* Me: Who’s this??
*text message* unknown number: I told u, u don’t know me..
*text message* Me: well If I don’t know u, stop texting me..
*text message* unknown number: I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t
stop..
My heart skipped a beat.. I don’t know why.. but I decided
not to reply until the person tells me a name
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