chapter 47

(listen to stronger by kelly clarkson)
-LAYAN-

i just read it.

that last line

my signature

i had a flashback of the day he made me sign a paper.....

"what... " i just, i couldnt believe it.

what happened next wasnt me.

i was blinded by my rage.

i ran into faisals room he was asleep, i just left him 5 minutes ago

but 5 minutes felt like 5 thousand.

i ran to his bed and thrashed

i hid his headboard

i threw of his blanket

i kicked the bed

i punched his pillow.

i pushed him and shook him

he freaked :"layan are you ok? HADAY LAYAN WHATS WRONGG?"

i couldnt answer i just kept hitting him.

i dont know how he got hold of my hand and then he gently slipped the paper out of my trembing fingers and as soon as he saw that i had indeed read that peice of paper.
realization dawned on his face.

i was crying so hard.

my hands were bleeding.

i couldnt think straight.

"please tell me it isnt true....." i whispered.

his eyes looked sad and he gently pushed the paper aside.

he kissed each and everyone of my fingers before nodding :"its true"

i shook with the tears.

"WAS IT ALL A LIE????" i shouted.

he looked at me wide eyed.

he started to shake his head.

faisal:"no no it wasnt, no-" he said in a low hurt voice. he was still restricting my hands

me:"then what was it?!!! if not a lie, then what?"

something passed in his eyes.

faisal let go of my hands

and as i looked in his eyes.

i could almost see his walls come up.

he hid his emotions.

a blank face

faisal looked at me:"it was for your own good. my dad had to do what was right-" he said more steadily.

then he told me. he told me my dad didnt write that i would enherit any of the bussinesses he had world wide and that it was all going to faisal.

faisals dad didnt think this was right. he thought htat i should get my share but there was no other way at the time except for a secret marriage with me and faisal

he said he had two options

1. fool me into falling inlove with him and romantically and WILLINGLY marry him in secret

2. stay away, keep distance, make me sign in secret.

but what i saw was that he didnt choose either of the two.

we were somewhere in the middle.

i never knew where i stood with faisal

i always wanted to know.

now i would, and i regret ever wishing that in the first place.

i sat there quietly in the armchair as he explained.

i gave him the death stare but he just kept on going

i never heard faisal talk so fast and so much at once.

i then asked my first question

:"why wouldnt my dad want me to inherit the company?"

faisal sat straighter

faisal:"im afraid i cant tell you that"

"which option did you choose? because it sure seems far from both"

faisal:"layan, please just this once trust that ill-"

me:"TRUST? after what you did YOUR talking to ME ABOUT TRUST?!!!!!"\

faisal just sat there patiently looking at me.

faisal:"i did this for you" he said in a really low voice.

it broke my heart.

it really did

me:"your father made you do it, you did this to get out"

faisal:"no one could make me stay not my dad, not my mom, no one. i was leaving anyways.... i was going to live my life... but i had things in my closet. you know the saying. skeletons in my closet...... i owed it to fahad.... but then my dad told me that it was you...... so i thought... fahad could wait for a year... "

me:"tasliya. you wanted to use me for a while... get me to fall in love with you-"

faisal:"I NEVER made you do anything you didnt want to d-"

me:"then play with my heart for a while"

faisal:"i didnt think you would care"

me:"ï cared from the moment i laid eyes on you in your filthy track jumpsuit and grey tshirt. with the mud and dirt and dust and oil all over you... even when you looked disgusting and revolting and untidy, messy, grose, dirty.... you were still the most beautiful thing id seen in my life... your eyes. your smile. your power walk when your angry, that look in your eyes when you look at me 3 seconds too long then catch yourself and turn away, when you blush, when you shout at me. i loved every bit of it... and it was all a lie, and all a big game... and in the end the greasy boy in the dusty jumpsuit was going to leave me in a year. just like he was never there in the first place"

faisal stared at me shocked

faisal:"layan.... i ......im sorry "

those werent the words i wanted to hear.

i stood up

fiasal stood up at the exact same time.

me:"you should go."

faisal:"layan please-"

me:"leave the keys on the dining table."

faisal:"-dont do this"

as i reached his door i turned to him standing there looking at me

me:"just tell me one thing faisal"

he looked at me with inteligent eyes

me:"tell me you dont love me"

he looked as if id just slammed him in the face. he jolted backwards

faisal:"layan mala da3y hal kalam. wain ray7a?"

me:"as far away as i can get from you"

then i walked out of the house in my sweats and ringed the driver.

faisal stormed out after me:"we need to fix this.. get over it"

me:"ITS NOT A FENCE, ITS NOT SOMETHING I CANE JUST CLIMB"

I turned, and gave my back to faisal

faisal:"YA JUST RUN AWAY LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO!! "

i wipped around and smiled.

his anger was tinted with wariness.
layan:"im not running away this time faisal, im walking away, from you"

his face drained from all the anger and was replaced with a look of horror

faisal whispered:"dont go"

me:"why... tell me why"

he knew what i wanted him to say

faisal:"i"

we stood there

"i will never say those words to you"
'
i nodded
me:"goodbye then"

i got into the car and as it drove away i saw faisal staring at the back of my head.

and in the back of my mind

i knew he stood there looking for a long time

after the car had left