She struggled getting up from her bed as she was heading to the window, she carefully opened it, and covered her eyes with her arm to block the remaining light coming from the sun as it was setting, since she hasnt seen light in a few days.
she sat of the window sill leaning her head against the wall. Just watching the sunset, she was lost in deep thought trying to ignore the pain physically and mentally.she wanted to cry some more but there were no more tears left, her eyes were dried out from how much she's been sobbing..
*Knock*
*Knock*
she quickly got down from the window and closed it fearing it was her parents.
Maid: Baba say go down
Hamda: *scared* o..ok
she immediatly went to her closet to get clothes to cover up her scars, she managed to get sweat pants and a hoodie, she grabbed her flip flops and went downstairs.. she saw her parents standing in the 9ala looking furious. Her heart was racing, and she got goose bumps all over her body as she was walking over to them, she took a deep breath and walked inside with her head down.
Dad: WHO DO U THINK YOU ARE? YOU THINK YOU CAN DO ANYTHING YOU PLEASE YAL CHALBA
Hamda: *sobbing* b...bbut i didnt do any--
Mom:Chub wla klmaa ! all that comes out of her mouth is lies !
Hamda: What did i do ?!
and they continued lecturing and shouting at her about why she doesnt go to school, and why she doesnt eat the food they give her (which was horrible food btw) and just about really random things and stuff she never did, like stealing things from her adoptive mother, which was actually a plan to get her in trouble by her step-sisters noora and reem.. remember them? horrible girls ! Mind you they didnt care about her education or her health, they just cared about the money they had to spend on her.. yet they just kept going on and on getting their own frustration and issues out on this poor innocent girl who hasn't caused any harm to anyone while those two horrible girls were giggling behind the sofa enyoying what's happening, and poor hamda was just there sobbingg
She wasnt even paying attention to what they were saying, she just wanted to get out of this hell hole that she's been thrown in, they made her hate life and be negative all the time she couldnt take it so she walked over to the table and picked up her dad's car keys
Dad: *furious* What do you think you're doing?!!
and by that she just ran as fast as she could, her parents running behind her, she tried running faster but didnt have much energy left in her, she was literary about 30 cm away from the car and her dad grabbed her hand as he was out of breath, since he was a fat old man, but she managed to pull her hand away and enter the car, her dad tried to open the door but she immeadiatly locked all the doors and tried to start the car as fast as she could which she struggled with, her dad pulled the handle with all his force to open the door but he failed, she managed to start the car and sped off...
Hamda didnt even know what she was doing, she was 18 and didnt take her driving license yet, she didnt know how to drive ! She was shocked by her action and wanted to turn back but she was to afraid of what they might do to her, she never once answered back or had the guts to do an action like this, she started to get worried because she didnt know what to do or where to go and even worse, she doesnt even know how to drive !! She was lucky she managed to not crash into anyone .... As she was speeding like crazy as she began to sob again her eyes were blurry from all the tears and she tried to focus on the road but she couldnt from the amout of tears that were escaping her eyes, her hands started to get sweaty and all she was loosing control over the car as she started hearing BEEPS from ever direction.. then suddenly !!
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EEeeeeEEERRRRRRR.... BOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM
Everything went black !
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Hope you enjoy...
guys ma achoof your comments so i dont know if u like the story or if i should stop writing :(((
- Z
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