Fear - Chapter 11

He leaned closer and closer and closer, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand..

For the second time today.

...: WTF ARE YOU DOING? 

I looked up extremely fast to find Abdulaziz at the door, looking shocked. I grew confused though, was it because we're on his bed? I let myself fall back onto his bed, and ran my hands through my hair. Nasser who was still next to me stood up and left the room, elbowing his brother before he left. 

I looked up again to Abdulaziz and he seemed.. angry and upset. I didn't know why though, being completely honest. Adding on, I was not bothered to ask and have a sob story right now. 

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2 minutes of staring at each other, and guilt hit me cause he seemed like he wanted/needed to talk. 

Lama: Abdulaziz shu malak ?

Abdulaziz: Ana? La wala shi, salamtk

Lama: Aziiiiizzzzzzzz, come on don't be like that

Abdulaziz: Be like what? It's fine, it's completely normal to almost kiss two brothers in a matter of an hour right? It's fine, wallah i'm fine 

He winked at me and turned to leave from the room, but before he did he looked down and muttered: 

Abdulaziz: I thought you were in love with me.. 

He continued and left the room, closing the door behind him. I sat in my place thinking, did I love Abdulaziz? Why did I not stop the kiss? I was leaning in to kiss him too right? Wait wait.. My brain stopped me when I remembered Nasser.. I sat there for what seemed like hours, contemplating the options and the pros and cons between the brothers and when I came to conclusion, boy did I wish I hadn't met either of them!

I was stuck between two guys; two brothers. 

I quickly got up and left as quickly as I could, I walked home, not bothering to call the driver and wait for him. 

Now now we all know that when we ask ourselves if it could get any worse, we don't mean it! And when I asked myself if it could get any worse.. It did in fact. I found myself at my doorstep with 4 big bags on the stairs with a note on top saying:

مافي مكان بهذا البيت لك بعد أن زرتي والدك 

*Sorry for it not all being spelled right, it's not fu97a, it's just Palestinian but written in Arabic to show that her mom wrote it. 

Underneath these words was a smirk face and a dash with the letters D & L. 

So.. My mom kicked me out? 

We all know a teenager's life may sound pathetic and stupid, but a teenage girl is VERY hormonal.. Now what would a 15 year old girl do when she's in love with two brothers, one of which is her best friend, and she gets kicked out of her house by her mom.. All in the same day?