It's Alright -2

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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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