For anyone who didn't understand the ending to that chapter. Dalal was driving around looking at places, thinking about where she could get a job. When she drove by a art studio, something lit up in her, I guess I'll explain it more during this chapter. Think hard about how Talal and her met, maybe you'd understand why he could help.
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I parked in the underground parking, making my way to the elevator. I pressed the worn out 14th floor button hesitantly. It was scary. Seeing Talal after only a week.. Maybe he'd think wrong of this. I contemplated going back to the Jumeirah and just finding any cashier job.. But I did need something that payed well.. And well, I had made it this far. It's not like I'll be talking about anything personal..
This was strictly business.
Tingggggg. The elevator indicated it's arrival on the floor. I walked out and knocked on his apartment door. I didn't give myself any chance to re-think my actions.
I waited 2 minutes, he didn't answer.. I knocked again, but no answer. I turned around, defeated. As I was about 2 - 3 steps ahead, walking away. The sound of the door unlocking made it's way to my ears, I turned around and found Talal staring at me. Along with the fury in his eyes, burning through my body came a disgusting stench. It smelled like rotten food, dirty socks and sweat. I was shocked at how bad he looked, he looked wrecked. I didn't think this is what it would be like if I left his life.. I hesitated to hurt him more and only speak of business. I instantly regret coming here, this was not my place..
Dalal: Umm... Talal, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have come. Take care.
With that I turned around but didn't move, I wanted to, but it was like I was glued in my place. I stood there for what seemed like hours, but only a few seconds. The next thing I knew was Talal holding onto my wrist, and dragging me into his apartment.
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I parked in the underground parking, making my way to the elevator. I pressed the worn out 14th floor button hesitantly. It was scary. Seeing Talal after only a week.. Maybe he'd think wrong of this. I contemplated going back to the Jumeirah and just finding any cashier job.. But I did need something that payed well.. And well, I had made it this far. It's not like I'll be talking about anything personal..
This was strictly business.
Tingggggg. The elevator indicated it's arrival on the floor. I walked out and knocked on his apartment door. I didn't give myself any chance to re-think my actions.
I waited 2 minutes, he didn't answer.. I knocked again, but no answer. I turned around, defeated. As I was about 2 - 3 steps ahead, walking away. The sound of the door unlocking made it's way to my ears, I turned around and found Talal staring at me. Along with the fury in his eyes, burning through my body came a disgusting stench. It smelled like rotten food, dirty socks and sweat. I was shocked at how bad he looked, he looked wrecked. I didn't think this is what it would be like if I left his life.. I hesitated to hurt him more and only speak of business. I instantly regret coming here, this was not my place..
Dalal: Umm... Talal, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have come. Take care.
With that I turned around but didn't move, I wanted to, but it was like I was glued in my place. I stood there for what seemed like hours, but only a few seconds. The next thing I knew was Talal holding onto my wrist, and dragging me into his apartment.
Although the chapter was short, but it cleared things out. I too was disappointed by Talal's reaction when Dalal decided to leave. However, I'm glad he had a miserable life after that.
ReplyDeleteHahaha yeah, he was in shock though you know? But I'm sure you'll understand more of Talal's POV after the next post. Thanks for the comment, always a pleasure to know people are reading :D
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