Fearless: Ch 11

Hadeel: w ee 9a7,

She came closer to and whispered something in my ear that just made my freeze in place.

WHAT DOES SHE WANT!

Hadeel: (whispering to Hayfa) b3de 3n Majid.

After she said that in my ear, I just froze in my place and she just coldly walked away.
How could she? How can she have the nerve to say that to me? I would NEVER ruin Majid's happiness even if SHE was his happiness! Ugh! This is SO not my day!
I walked back to our table, and my face and eyes spoke.

Ghaida: Shfeeh wjhk t9fg!

Renad: Bnt tklmy sh9ar shfeek!

Me: Hadeel happend.

Ghaida: ya leeeeeel omha

Renad: wsh 9ar 6yb

Me: Abd walla ma jt galt le b24ny b3di 3n majid!

Ghaida: wsh tbe!!!!'

Me: y3ni mn jd ana mara7 asawy shy le majid wla hy y3ni mnb 7agera!!!!!

Ghaida: You should tell him...

Me: NO! Then it'll cause even more problems!

Renad: A9ln ymkn huma mb m3 b39' 5lga.

Me: La must7eeeel...

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The bell rang, off to class we go...

Ugh I just want to be home now, it's Wednesday, I want to have fun.
I try to be positive, and I will be, I shouldn't be let down because of anyone.

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I went back home, my uncle and his wife were visiting, GREAT! NOT.
I opened the door and heard them in the guest's living room, I guess my mom heard me go in because she yelled my name in happiness. 

Mom: Hayfaaa t3ally 7bebe! Slmy 3la 5alk w zojtu!

Ugh seriously I just came from school, not my best day either!
I went to them, b3deen slmt w k4a..

Uncle Abdullah: Halla walla b hyoofty!!
As I came closer to kiss him on the cheek, he hugged me!
He's my favorite uncle to be honest, he is the youngest.
I got a bit shy, I am a very shy person...

Me: Ahleen!

After I greeted my uncle, I greeted his wife, she's nice...
She said the whole omg you grew up shit, NO SHIT SHERLOCK. ugh.

I excused my self saying I had to change, and went up to my room.

I jumped onto my bed.

I bursted into tears and stuffed my face in my pillow.

I was crying, a lot.

Not because I'm sensitive as fuck.

Nor cause I'm a total drama queen.

I cried because I was bottling up all these emotions, and well I burst into tears as a result.

I was overwhelmed , and it was not fun.

I felt like shit, and that was not fun either.

I smile everyday, laugh, seem happy, but they never see this other broken side of me.

Maybe not even you saw that side of me.

You see, I believe that behind every smile is a broken heart.

Yes, there are starving kids in other countries, people dying, and other very horrible stuff. I should be grateful, and I am. But people are not perfect, my best friend is leaving me, the guy I like loves a bitch that hates me, I think my grades are dropping, and I'm starving my self to have a good body image, I cry my self to sleep everyday, it's sad.

All these thoughts were floating around in my mind, I was judging my own self, and again it feels like shit. 

Then all of a sudden, I heard someone calling my name.

..: Hayfa! 

..: Hayfa goomi mn al39r nayma

Me: huh nmt?

I was so confused, one minute I was crying judging my self, the next I'm asleep?

Mama: ee, w b3d ma 3'yrty aluniform

I checked my phone, it was 8 o'clock , whoa I slept a lot.
And I saw a lot of pissed off texts from my cousin asking if i'm coming with my mom.

Mama: Yalla elbsi bnro7 bet jdk

Me: Okay..

I got dressed, then we went to my grandfather's house.
It was fun.

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