It's Alright -3

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Days have passed by, repeating the same routine everyday. It started with me getting myself and Khaled breakfast, since he didn't like the hospital's food. It ended with me begging the doctor to let me stay a couple of more hours, but he would refuse every time. Zaid visits Khaled everyday, which means seeing him everyday. You could say that I've gotten used to his presence. 

"Fay ma widich 3ala yom ti6li3een?" Khaled asked me suddenly.

"La 3ady," I replied knowing it wasn't. Two weeks have passed and the only places I went to were the hospital and the supermarket. Sure I felt sick of those places, but I'd go through anything for my brother. The only reason we came was for his treatment, I won't let silly stuff get in the way of that.

"Ana sa2alt il dr itha agdar a6la3 bas ma ritha," he said with a frown upon his face. "Ga3ed afaker itha widich ti6li3een ma3a Zaid.."

As soon as those words left his mouth I felt shock. Sure my brother was free but I didn't think he'd let me go out with one of his friends. But I knew the only reason behind that was for me to have fun.

"Abeech tghayreen jaw," he looked at me, "oo Zaid traba ma3ay fa athi8 feeh ib kil shay." I felt somewhat happy that I would go out with Zaid. In the two weeks that have passed I've gotten to know him a bit. His sense of humor and his ability to make both Khaled and I smile makes me feel a certain way towards him.

There was a knock on the door, and it was soon followed by the entrance of the person that knocked.

"3omrik 6weel," Khaled laughed. "Fayo rethat 3ala fekra," he smirked.

Zaid sat up straight and shifted, "Ha wain widich troo7en?" 

Soon I learned that it was Zaid's idea to take me out, and after convincing Khaled, he agreed. I told him that anywhere was fine with me. After all he studies here, so he knows the places better than I do.

"Sa3a cham al7een?" Khaled asked. "12," I answered. He turned his head and faced Zaid, holding back his smile. "Meshaina?" Zaid asked.

I had no idea what was going on, and I was eager to know what those two were hiding. Zaid got up, and I followed him to the door. "Mawa9eek deer balek 3alaiha," Khaled's protective feelings kicked in. It was a good thing that he wasn't overprotective, I can't stand people like that.

"La t7aty Fay b3yoony," he smiled and turned to get out. As I walked out I felt myself blush, it was getting hotter. 

But I shouldn't get my hopes up, he could mean it in a brotherly way. I really wanted to know..

Did he?




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The next morning I woke up feeling nervous. Today was the day we have to start visiting the hospital, for Khaled. If he wasn't stable enough, he'd have to spend his nights there. I shook the negative thoughts out of my head and started to get ready. Khaled and I fixed some stuff for breakfast, and then got a cab. The hospital wasn't really far, it took ten minutes by car.

Shortly, we arrived. We headed straight to the receptionist's desk. Khaled spoke to them while my mind wandered off. Somehow, Zaid kept popping into my thoughts. I couldn't get his image out of my mind.

"Fay," I heard Khaled repeat for what seemed like the third time. I got out of the trance I was in and followed him into the doctor's room. I felt my stomach churning, I really don't want it to start off badly.

"So Khaled, since when were you diagnosed with this?" The doctor kept asking questions about his sickness, and Khaled replied.

I sat listening to his answers, knowing every single one. I have went to every doctor check up that he had. They all kept saying he had to get treated outside the country. His case was that bad, though it might not seem that way. Countless of nights I have heard Khaled scream from the harsh pain he felt. Every time that happened we would go to the hospital, and they'd force him to spend the night.

"Time to do some tests, if you would please follow me," the doctor spoke while getting up, "this way.."

I waited outside, praying for his sake that it wouldn't be so bad this time. His doctor came out of the room, after what seemed like half an hour. I caught his name, Dr. Rob, as it was written on his name tag.

"Your brother wants you in, we've got the results," he spoke.

I got up from the chair and entered the room they were in. I sat next to Khaled and held his hand, he squeezed it in return.

The doctor started sugarcoating the whole thing, "As you know, your health is in severe danger," he fiddled with a pen, "and we're going to do our best to get you completely healed." He continued speaking about knowing about his bad state, until Khaled got impatient.

"Could you get to the point please?" He replied irritatedly, but felt nervous at the same time.

"Ok," the doctor sighed. "Your results were much worse than the last time you had a checkup," he told us, "you're going to have to stay in the hospital from now on." I shut my eyes, and held back my tears. What I feared the most, just happened. Yes, it would be expected but just not this early.

The doctor started telling him what went wrong, and what the differences are. He went on for a while, and he reached the side effects of it. This was bad, so bad. Just the second day, and his health is at a dangerous state. The doctor mentioned that visitors weren't allowed to spend the night, they were only welcomed during visiting hours. I sighed, and thought about myself being alone. I thought about my brother's state, too.

After the long and agonizing visit we headed back to our apartment. Khaled started packing a bag, for the hospital, and I helped. After packing his bag, he mentioned that he wanted to go out before spending god knows how many nights in that hospital.

We walked around a local bazar, until he got a call. "Hallaa," he started talking. Nothing got my attention until he said this, "Ee 7ayak, i7na yam il bazar." I wondered who he was walking to. Was it Zaid? Something inside of me hoped it was him. "Yallah na6reenik," he lastly said and hung up. A couple of minutes later my question was answered, and it was a yes.

Zaid joined us as we walked around, and Khaled introduced me. I felt myself get shy, that's an odd thing. I rarely get shy when I meet new people.

"Ma3ach Zaid," he flashed me a charming smile as he introduced himself. He was definitely an eye catcher, surely many girls would drool over him. He was tall, and fit. He had that body of a model, not too slim nor too bulky. His soft looking brown curls were my favorite feature about him, other than his charming smile.

They decided to go to the cinema, then get dinner. I felt awkward going with them, so I told my brother I'd catch a cab to get back. The protective side of him came up, and he refused. He didn't want me to go back alone at night. I guess I'm stuck with them, deep down I knew I wanted to. I just lie to myself, and believe the lies. As we walked Zaid brought up the subject of Khaled's sickness. Khaled told him that from now on he'd be staying at the hospital, and I could see that Zaid's face expressions have changed. He looked somewhat gutted..

"3ayal mako ila ayeek kil yom," Zaid told him, and continued telling him that he was his brother, he couldn't leave him at a state like this. I smiled as I heard the words come out of his mouth, he seemed like a pure hearted person.

As we were waiting in the line to get tickets for a movie, I felt like I was being stared at. I lifted my head from my phone, ending the conversation with my friends, and found a pair of brown eyes looking at me. I caught Zaid staring, but he hasn't realized that. He seemed to be deep in his thoughts, because soon he snapped back to reality. His face broke out into smile, and I returned it. I weirdly felt butterflies erupting in my stomach. I convinced myself that it's nothing, this can't happen.


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Fay's pov

"Faaaaayy! Yallah la nitakhar," yelled my brother from downstairs.

"Inzain Khaled in6ir shway, al7een bayi," I replied.

I hurriedly, but carefully applied black eyeliner to my eyes. As I finished I got down as fast as I could. I entered Khaled's car as he started the engine. He sped off to my grandmother's house, in order for us to not miss our flight later. Time flew by fast as we greeted everyone and said our goodbyes.

"Intabhaw 3ala ba3ath oo 6amnoony 3alaikom," my mother told us for the millionth time. Tears appeared at the brim of her eyes. She pulled me into a tight hug, making me burst into tears. She was the person I'd miss most, followed by my friends.

My brother walked over to her, kissing her forehead and embracing her with a hug. My mother started sobbing at this point. After our final goodbyes, we walked away and headed to the car. I could see my mother looking at us with a pained look, but she tried to hide it for our sake. We reached the airport and got done with everything after a while of waiting. The airport was crowded, since it was just the beginning of summer.

I looked around the waiting area, and spotted children happy with huge smiles filling their faces. Lucky them, so young and innocent, not having to deal with the troubles of life. I sighed, but thanked god for the life I had. No matter what, always be thankful, for there are people with much more troubling lives than ours.

"Flight 29 is boarding, please proceed to gate 302."

Khaled and I got up, after hearing the voice mention our flight through the intercom.

I took the window seat, as usual. I loved looking at the atmosphere outside. I got excited for a second, but then remembered the reason we were going there. I felt a pinch of sadness, as I turned my head to look at my brother. He had his eyes closed, and he looked really tired. I thanked god for my brother. He's not like most typical brothers, we were quite close actually. He has a really caring and loving side. He's the best when it comes to cheering me up, always knows what to say.

Khaled's eyes opened and they diverted to me. The corners of his mouth curled, as he half smiled. He lifted his arm and gave me a side hug. At that moment, I prayed that the sickness he had would fade away. Ever since our father has passed away, we got closer. He's my only sibling, and I couldn't wish for a better one. He was around 20, later to be 21.

Finally, after switching flights, we landed in america. I hate transit flights, especially when they take too long. We passed the passport controls and security checks without trouble, and took a cab to our apartment. We had a bad case of jet lag, so we decided to rest for a while before going out. I felt glad that this would be the place we spend the next three months in.

After getting refreshed and rest for a few hours, Khaled knocked on my door. He got in and sat at the edge of my bed, "Yallah, ni6la3?" I nodded my head and we both got up. Just as he was about to reach the door, I pulled him into a hug. "You'll get better," I frowned and slightly teared up. I couldn't imagine my life without him, he's my backbone. He returned the hug, only squeezing me more, and whispering, "Inshallah.."

We walked around, since our apartment was in the center of many places. We headed to a cafe to get a bite, and as we left, someone caught up with us at the last minute.

"Khaloood," said an attractive guy in a surprisingly loud voice. He had a huge smile on his face, and I couldn't help but notice the handsome features he had. Khaled stopped and they greeted each other.

I pretended to be busy with my phone, secretly listening to their conversation. Apparently, this guy is and my brother are childhood friends.

"Yallah inshoofik 3ala khair Zaid," Khaled flashed him a smile and we continued walking.

So it's Zaid, huh?




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It's Alright -Intro

     Intro-

Just a little notification before you go ahead and read; everything I write is fictional, nothing is based on true events. Also, some actions that will be written in future posts aren't really approved of in real life. So don't go and copy the actions of the characters, I don't mean to influence on anyone's life.

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Future self talking- (beginning with the end)

I've been through the major ups and downs of life. As I was going through the downs of life, I felt the need to scream "why me?".. But, as I grew up I realized that it was a phase of life that every human will go through. What are ups without downs? How would we know what happiness feels like, if we haven't felt sadness? 

I have endured many kinds of pains, again, what human has not? One of the pains I've dealt with was letting go of people. Many people enter our lives, leave a huge impact on us and then leave effortlessly. I've learned to let them leave, there's no use on wasting your time on people that leave you. Sure you may miss them, but you weren't the one that gave up and left.

I went through it all.. 

Through all the years, I held on to my memories, not wanting to let go.. I still keep them. Wether it's because they have taught me a lesson, or simply because I love them.

"Never loose hope.. It could be the reason that keeps you alive."

One last thing I'd like to add before opening up;
                                                              دام الله موجود لا تقول الامل مفقود

That's the end of the intro, as you read, it was a basic introduction to the character's past. Stay updated, and feel free to give feedback at anytime. xo -blogger66