Chapter 17

I REALLY hope you like this! I've been thinking about this since Chapter 16, that's why I said there was something Dalal was contemplating on whether to tell Talal or not!!

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Previously:

I didn't get enough time to get ready, and he had already opened the door and stood there shocked, angry, a little bit guilty, and his feelings filling his eyes. 

This, was not going to end well.. 

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After a minute of staring, he finally realized his phone was against his ear and someone was screaming back at him. He hung up in their face.. Well waitta be polite Youssef!

How could I confront him?? This guy is terrifying!! I was regretting this so much it was crazy. But then I saw his eyes flare, he was angry, to an extent I've rarely seen before. Crazy? This was an INSANE decision. 

Youssefs face was all shades of red possible, it stopped at the darkest of them all. He was just staring at me, completely ignoring Talal's presence. I looked up, and his eyes caught mine. This was the first move he made, he grabbed me from my hand and took me into the house, slamming the door behind him. 

But something had caught it right before it slammed shut.. Talal. I had completely forgot Talal was here to save me. He came in and closed the door behind him, then so bravely waved at Youssef to take a seat. I have never seen Youssef obey someone, but with Talal.. he just sat down. I hadn't been focusing too much at Talal, but I took a lot at him while Youssef made his way to the couches, and that's when I caught his look. It was worse than Youssef's, it was disgust, anger, disappointment, no words could really describe it because even I had no idea what the hell was on his mind. 

As soon as Youssef took a seat, Talal began his shouting. 

Talal: You self centered bastard! You've got no respect for woman or banat el nas. You go beating and raping a girl that isn't even related to you! You have no right to you prick! I wanted to stop you so many times, and put a stop to your fucking insanity, but I always held myself back because we thought you were her brother and I couldn't interfere with family business, but you!! You're not even her brother, you ALWAYS knew and you NEVER thought to tell her?? You're not a man, you're a little immature asshole. 

Woah. I didn't expect Talal had THAT in him. 

Well he had a LOT to say to Youssef in his heart.. Damn!

I was too busy staring at Talal in amazement though, to even realize Youssef standing up from his seat. He was mad, and he was heading for Talal.. Oh crappp!

A few punches to the face, a kick to the private place and, Talal.. Was down. Face bloody, aching for some help. But no regret, not even one look of regret on his face for all he had just said. All this for me? and I wonder why I'm in love with him..

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Slap. I am back in reality.. Youssef just slapped me. Once again.. I was back. 

The next thing I knew I was trying to fight away the 10's of slaps coming at me in a matter of seconds. I fell back. Youssef stopped for a second, looked at me with a look of disgust.

Youssef: You're always such a fucking problem to me, everything you do is wrong and it's stupid!! You're worthless to us all! 

And he began again, I couldn't take it. If not for me, for it..

I said what I didn't expect to admit, I kept trying to hide it, and I kept trying to deny it, but at this point.. I couldn't lose it! I needed to tell him. Or we both die.. 

Dalal: YOUSSEF STOP. I

Youssef: YOU WHAT HA? 

Dalal: Youssef.. Please. We'll both die.

Youssef: That's the point.

He smiled real big, like he was proud of what he was saying. He wanted me to die? 

I took a minute to think about it, should I just let myself die in his arms.. Maybe I wasn't worth a life.. I thought about holding back and taking the pain, and stop fighting it. But I couldn't, I wasn't only thinking for myself anymore. 

Dalal: Youssef, Youssef I'm pregnant, and it's yours so STOP. 

Youssef stood up, shocked. He barely started to speak, and it was barely understandable as well because of how quickly he was spitting his words.

Youssef: You're what? You're pregnant..? You're kidding, wait what. How do you know? No, it can't be mine. You're just blaming this on me, you've probably got pregnant and needed someone to blame it on. No way that it's mine. No. You're lying. 

I couldn't believe this guy. Would he really think I would lie to him about this?? Or that I've slept with many guys and I'm just trying to find a way to blame it on someone?? 

Wait, Talal. He was lying on the floor last time I saw him.. I look back at him now and he's standing up, just staring at me. I couldn't make out exactly how he was feeling.. I don't know if it was anger, sadness, regret.. or even happiness? The next I knew, Talal was carrying me back to the car, and driving off. Leaving behind Youssef to drown in his thoughts.. Alone.