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I forced my self to stay focused as i went downstairs searching for my mother.

I repeatedly blinked so i could keep my focus.
I stopped half way through the stairs took deep breath tried to relax myself, it was working the faint feeling was slowly going, but my heart never stopped pounding.
I was scared, nervous, worried, curious everything.

I scanned the living room from the stairs, searching for my mother, i saw her sitting where i last saw her before lunch.

I'm glad i decided to wear ballerinas instead of heels, it helped me walk through this.

I walked to my mother breathing weirdly, but i didn't cry, i held them for a better moment i will hold them for the happy moment.
She gasped loudly "shfeech wayhch a9fr???" Pulling me next to her to where i last sat this afternoon.
Ironic how just few hours ago we sat the same place talked about the same guy only difference is the subject.
"Ninaa yebii mai" she ordered the maid who came rushing after out after hearing my mothers gasp.
I kept quiet as i tried adjusting my breathing and heart rate.
Breathing in and out slowly
I was given the water i gulped it all.
"Tklmi mama 5wfteni shfech?!"
She said slightly loud.
"D-d-d-d.." I tried to speak but my heart refused to adjust.
"Ee okay d3ay shfee?" She asked with fully wide eyes full of curiosity.
I felt like crying but i didn't i held it.
The lump hurt but i didn't want to cry.
"Swa 7adth fe 6reja ly w wado el3skri"
I said not able to hold any more of the pain in my throat i burst in tear after saying those words, i couldn't i just..
I sniffed and sobbed my mother hugged me tightly i hugged back not wanting to let go.
But she let go "bgom albs 3bayty 5lch ga3da" she got up and started giving orders as she went upstairs,
"Goli 7g elsayg ebrz elsayara w yebha 3nd elbab" she pointed to one of the maid.
"Wnty etha ya baba golela r7na hospital w 76ela 3'da" pointing at nina.
Nina was more like a butler to this house.
And she disappeared upstairs.
I took my phone out.
And like the sense of needing a sister without further knowledge i texted shaikha,

'Change in plan i am going to meet d3ay yes, but in the hospital'

I didn't know if i was suppose to tell d3ay's mother but it was the right thing to do but i'd rather let my mother do it.
I wouldn't be able to speak at the moment.

Without any moment to lose.
I could hear my mothers heels rushing down stairs.
"Yala 6l3i!" She ordered me.
I left home, to the car parked right in front if the door.
I entered sat and tried to calm myself.
I calmed a bit but still worried and nerves.

I took my phone out to check the time and it was 5:46 pm by now.
I also saw shaikha's text on the screen.
'What are you saying? Is everything ok'
I thought to myself, ok?
Under all this i shall never be.

I texted her, making her sure i'll tell her everything tomorrow.
My mum called his mother about the accident, i could hear her scream from the phone, my mum calmed her down and his mother said she was coming now from uae, and before she could disagree his mother hung up.


We reached el6war2 and asked for him.
They told us he was moved to a room.
We took the ward number and hurried to it.
When we went to the new hospital,
Up to the ward.
It was a heart related ward.
We went to the reception table, asked the lady about him.
"3'rfa 26 eldctor byd5l b3d shwy tf9'lw w bn5br eldctor enkm w9ltw"
She gave us a formal smile.
And we hurried to his room.
I entered and found him laying on the hospital bed, it's a site i don't like seeing anyone in unless it's an expecting mother.

The room was cold and quiet only the heart beats from the machine attached with million wires all over him.
With every heart beat i heard i prayed he'd be alright.
My eyes were watery, it blurred my sight.
My mum stared at me as she called his mother telling her exactly of his place.

Soon the door was knocked.
We both knew it was the doctor.

He entered with two other men.

They seemed doctors too, but he seemed like the head doctor.

He wasn't tall nor short he was a bit chubby and was a bit dark, he wore glasses that had no thick frame on.

The other two were totally the opposite one was tall, huge and dark skinned the other was tall, thin and white.

The chubby doctor was obviously indian.

I proved that when he spoke. His indian english was not hard to make out.

"Hello im his doctor i am Dr.majid"

We both had our eyes widened and just 

stared at him and just nodded in greetence.

"Okay we have checked on him and when he first got here his heart beat wasn't stable but it is now alhamdulila"

I took a glimpse at him and back at the doctor. 

"However we are worried about the heart unstability and we have a feeling it is not from the accident" 

he paused looked down at the reports in his hand and then looked at him and back at us. 

"Does he smoke?" He said full of wonder in his face.

I raised an eyebrow and shoke my head which indicated 'no'.

A big loud no acctually. I know duaij and im pretty sure he doesn't.

The doctor just hmm'ed and chuckled.

What was that for...

"I fear he does and his heart is very weak from it very less oxygen comes in.. His lungs are not functioning right"

I looked at him in shock.

Wait wait wait.. What?!

Duaij?!

A smoker!

NO WAY!

I couldn't help but deny it.

"im sorry but check again cause last time i checked is that he's a non-smoker."

 i tried not to shout cause it wasn't worth it so i said it in my calmest voice but with a tone.

"Well im sorry miss but we did check twice to make sure and yes, he's a smoker and his heart and lungs are very weak but we will see what can be done."

He looked down at his reports and said

"We aren't called doctors for nothing."

He lefted his head looked at me and smiled.

"Well i have to go now and i will be back later hopefuly with better news" he gave us his back and left.

Seriously this doctor is getting on my nerves..

We stayed there for hours his mother and sister arrived shortly after the doctor left.

His sister is 4 years older than me which makes her 21 years old.

She's very petite(tiny figured in french).

Obviously short and wore abaya and a veil,deep brown eyes, but fairly white skin.

She looked horrified seeing her brother like this.

I won't blame her really if i had a brother and he was him i'd freak.

It was almost 10 it was starting to get really late. My mum and his were chatting to kill time and i was sitting in the balcony  day dreaming outside. I heard footsteps coming towards me. I saw a figure that was reflected at the window and i knew it was his sister her name is fatima.

"May i join you?" She said in her sweet voice.

I smiled and nodded, but i continued day dreaming. 

Acctually, i was thinking why this happened. I strongly believe in 'everything happens for a reason'

Did this happen because god wanted me to realise my love or did this happen because we are not meant to meet or even be for each other..

My head started aching me.

I winced out of pain. 

This what happens when i think of lots of things at one time.

I think im having migrane.

What's a migrane? 

'Huh.. It's a curse i held ever since grade 9 thats because i multi-task alot', i chuckled to myself and to the fact im talking to myself.

Negative thoughts made it's way through my mind.

'What if he doesn't make it'

'What if i'll never see him again'

'What if he has cancer or some other issues what am i going to do'

"Hessa?" She sounded worried.

I turned to her still deep in thoughts.

"Y-your crying?" 

What?

No?

I'm n... I touched my face and yes i was.

I quickly looked away avoiding her eyes.

I was crying without feeling it?

What? Is that normal?

Haha normal i said.. Nothing ever 'normal' happens to me. Nothing goes right. For some reason it feels as if the world is against me and i have no one besides me and only me. Well before it was i and duaij against the world but now.. I just.. 

I sighed out of the thought.

"Hessa listen my brother is strong enough he can make it through anything" 

I now felt the lump in my throat and tears blurred my sight.

She came closer and hugged me.

Greaaat...

I silently cried not letting the mothers notice.

"Don't worry have faith in god seriously out of everyone you? Losing it?" She sarcastically said with a smile.

I chuckled to that she never fails to find the perfect words.

Gosh i don't know what will i do without her.

I smiled back and wiped my tears.

Well it stopped flowing thats good.

I felt a bit better.

We sat and talked about our lifes.

She told me about her adventures in university and how dorms are.

We talked about everything to get me from thinking of him.

"Hessa mama yala bnmshi" said my mum.

I looked over at the time and it's already 11 whoaw...

I left the balcony and and there was him infront of me lying on bed.

My heart started beating again. 

No i didn't want to go.

A frown was up on my face.

"Lat7aten e7na m3a" said his mother.

Well yes i know but this isn't making me feel any better.

We said our goodbyes and just before we left.

Duaij winced.

I stopped moving and quickly turned around and we all just stared at him.

He let out another wincing voice.

We all rushed to his bed.

"Mama d3ay?" His mum kept on repeating.

I was standing on his left right in the middle of my mum and his sister.

He winced again.

"Maybe fe shy e3wra?" His sister said.

I looked at her as in 'really fatima' and said, "noooo?" In the most sarcastic kind of way ever.

One thing about me is that if sarcasm is there i just can't not place a comment.

He started moving a little, and i could swear i saw him look at me, his heart beats started increasing we could hear it from the machine. 

We all started freaking out my mother clicked the nurse button repeatedly.

Until finally the nurses arrived and saved the day.

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