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Chapter 4.
Straight away I recognised the voice and it finally clicked. Now I knew why my friend kept grinning at me like that, she'd given him my number. I didn’t know how and I didn’t know when, but I was grateful and I smiled at her to let her see that when the voice spoke again "$un$hine are you there?".
"Uh yes" I replied.
"It's Jibril" the voice said
"I know" I said.
'How could I not know?' I'd listened to him intently all night, trying to memorize his voice, the softness in pitch and the slight nervousness when he spoke. How could I not know? When we finally said our goodbyes, I turned to my friend and mouthed "Thank you" she smiled a simple smile and I rested my head on her shoulder for the rest of the journey, just thinking of everything that happened. How could so much have happened in such a short time? How could I be so lost and at the same time feel like I’ve been found? What was going on? What was happening? Where was this heading? I didn’t know. For the first time in my life, I didn’t have answers and I was okay with that. All I knew is that right now, I was happy, happier than I’d been in a long time and to top it off, I had a date! Oh My God!! I have a date, with Jibril. Me and Jibril, on a date! I was lost in thought for the rest of the journey, what am I going to wear? What do I say to him? Heels or flats?
The car pulled into my street, and I said my goodbye's, giving my friend a hug before I got out of the car and headed home. I got changed and took my make up off and got ready for bed! *sigh* what a day!! ‘I wonder what our date's going to be like.’ I thought as I drifted of to sleep.
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"$un$hine" I heard a voice calling me, but I couldn’t see anything, it was pitch black, I didn’t know where I was. Was I in my room? Was I outside?
"Hi." and then I saw him, Jibril walking towards me in the same suite he wore to the wedding.
"Hi" I smiled and walked towards him, but when I got close to him, he wasn’t smiling. In fact, he didn’t look the same. His eyes weren’t soft anymore, they were cold, and as he got closer I could see a grin forming on his face, an evil grin and it scared me, the way he looked at me. I started to back away from him but he kept coming at me. As fast as I backed away, he stepped to me faster and then I was trapped and couldn’t move. Something was stopping me, at first I thought it was a wall, but then it felt like someone's back was up against me, I turned around to see what it was and I saw the back of a girl.
I turned around again, but Jibril had gone. I sighed with relief and turned to escape in the other direction when I saw Hani from a distance. I started to run to her but as I got closer I saw she was staring at me with that same evil look Jibril had. "Hani" I said, but she didn’t soften and it scared me so I tried to get away from her. I looked back again to see Jibril running beside her, the two of them shoving each other in an attempt to get to me. My two favourite people where with me and yet I was scared, I ran and I could feel her running behind me. I didn’t understand what was going on, but I was scared, more scared than I’d ever been so I just ran.
I felt a sharp pain in my back as I was pushed towards the ground. I screamed out in agony and I turned around as much as I could and I saw a knife in my back. I tried calling out for help, but I knew no-one was coming to help. I must’ve lost consciousness for awhile because when I awoke, I saw Jibril and Hani both standing in front of me. “It was herâ€, “It was him†They both said in unison. I didn’t know what was happening. Why where they doing this? One of them had stabbed me in the back! But who? How could I decide? I loved them both and I just wept with this realisation.
My sister must've dropped something because I was shocked awake by a thud. She spoke but I didn’t hear her. All I could think about was that dream. "One of them stabbed me in the back" I thought...But how? What did it mean? Was it Hani? Or Jibril? I was confused and I had a headache as I got up and dressed to head off to university. I was so happy last night, possibly the happiest I’d ever been and now, now I was confused. I didn’t know what was going on, or what it meant, so I pushed the dream to the back of my mind and tried to get on with my day. ‘It’s just a stupid dream’ I said to myself when I got home that day, and got ready for bed. I had a date 2moro and nothing was going to spoil it, not even a stupid dream!
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To Be Continued.....
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Ah..i'm feelin generous..I'll give u the next one too!
Chapter 5
I've been sitting at my bedroom window for about an hour now and it’s almost 2 o’clock in the morning. Yep, I couldn’t get to sleep and knowing my luck, I’ll probably show up for my date with black bags under my eyes. That’s if I show up!
I've been thinking a lot tonight about everything that’s happened these past few days. I feel like somewhere along the line, I’ve changed. I've become exactly like those girls I’d been criticising all my life. Here I was, being stupid, claiming to be in love and doubting my best friend’s loyalty, all over a guy. A guy I’d just met. This isn’t me!
So far I’d been so hooked on Jibril that I’d blocked everything else out, nothing mattered, but meeting Jibril and I’d even been willing to sacrifice my friendship over it. I hadn't seen my girls the last few days and to be honest, I missed them. This whole thing with Jibril, completely goes against everything I believe in. First there's the whole 'love at first sight thing' I never used to believe in that and I’m not sure if I do now. Maybe this is just lust or simple physical attraction. I mean, I hardly knew anything about this guy, just his name (Jibril), age (20), where he lives (forest gate) and what he studies (Architecture) and even then, they could all be lies. Then there's my whole attitude, that "Nothing good can come from something haraam". This is doomed to fail. How many times have I told my girls to not give their hearts out, "because if u do, it'll be handed back to u in a hundred pieces", o what was I doing? Am I just setting myself up for a fall?
*sigh* I don’t know, but I do know one thing. I know what Hani would say. She'd say "There's only one way to find out baby doll" I just know she would! I'm going to find out either way. I figure in life, you have to learn from your mistakes, if this is a mistake, then I’ll learn from it. I've already got enough regrets in my life, I don’t want anymore! So tomorrow, Ifrah is going on a date!
*yawns* But first, I’ve got to get some beauty sleep!
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Today is the day. My date! My first date! What am I going to wear? I’ve got this sexy red top, not too low, just perfect! Should I wear a skirt or jeans? Heels or flats? Then I had an idea! I packed all the possible clothes I could wear into a bag and left the house. My dates not till 6pm and it’s almost 1pm now, so I should have enough time! I got on the bus in the direction of Hani’s house. I needed her today, and although I hadn’t been there these last few days, I know she wouldn’t turn me away. Her mum opened the door with a wide smile when she saw me "Hi habaryar" I said and she said "Hi $un$hine, soo gal habaryar, Hani is upstairs, laakin I think she's sleeping". "Haye habaryar, I’ll go up anyway.†I shouted down already half way up the stairs. But when I got close to her room, I could hear crying. Was it her? What was going on?
I opened the door to see her. She looked so fragile, just sitting there, crouched in a corner with her hands wrapped around her knees and her head resting on them. "Hani" I tried to say, but it came out as a whisper .I cleared my throat and tried again "Are u okay?" I managed to say and when she looked at me, I could see the hurt in her eyes, but I could also see anger. She was angry at me because I wasn’t there for her. I just stood there like an idiot, my smile had long faded and I was confused, upset and angry at HER. Why didn’t she ring me? Did she think I wouldn’t come if she called? What was going on? I didn’t blame her for being angry. I knew I had let her down.
I put my bag down and slowly walked towards her; I knelt down in front of her and just sat for a moment, looking at her. My best friend, like I’d never seen her before. What happened to her? Who did this? I honestly thought she was going to lash out and I told myself not to hit back as I reached out to her, but she didn’t, she just broke down and I hugged her. We sat there like that for a long time, her crying in my arms and me, confused and angry at whoever did this to her. People don’t cry for no reason. I was going to find out who and what they did to her and I was going to make them pay!
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