Cursed With Beauty (44)

Previously:
S3eed: She made me do things we both regretted..

Khalid: It bothered me more than I thought it would.
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Amal:

I stood in front of the mirror in an incomplete dress imayah had been making for me. Pink huge flowers were printed on a white background, it was the 1950s again.

Imayah: Stand still, I have to pin the sides..

Me: Imayah.. Can I continue working on it?

Imayah: It's all yours..

S3eed:

I carried Salma to her room as she was crying in pain.

Salma: I hate you! Get away!

When I let go, she dropped to the ground.

Me: Let me help you.

Salma: You've helped enough.

I disregarded the comment.. Whenever I tried to carry her, she'd scream in agony.. It was a struggle to get her to her bed..

Me: Well.. I don't think anything's broken.. At least?

Salma: Get away from me.

Me: Shut up, you're not staying here alone.

Salma: I can't wait 'til dad's back.

Me: You think dad will believe you? YOU? Haha!

I touched her neck gently, closer her throat, I held it tighter until she choked

Me: Dare you tell dad.

Salma: Get out!

She cried, it hurt, but I was in enough trouble.. I didn't know how else she'd ever learn her lesson. I'd grown tired trying to stop her.

Khalid:

I turned around only to find Mai surrounded by men.

"May I help you?" "Do you need anyone to carry the suitcase?" "Are you here alone?"

They all stood there like filthy dogs. She looked at them in surprise, it seemed like she was clueless of her beauty. She then looked at me as if to ask why they were all talking to her.

Mai: Sorry, but my husband's right there.

She said as I walked away even more angered than I was before, but she caught up with me whispering..

Mai: I don't know what their problem is. Couldn't they see I was with you!?

Actually.. From how far I walked ahead, I wouldn't blame the men for thinking she was alone..
It really was my fault, but I wasn't ready to admit that.. I was furious, but when she said that I did feel a bit better.

Mai: Did they really think they could be anything like you?

Me: Like.. Me?

Mai: I don't "want" anyone, I just really need you.

She held my hands, brought it closer to her heart, then her cheeks, then kissed it gently.

Amal:

I was in my finalized floral dress, custom made I guessed! I was looking all pretty for Khalid's arrival, & of course his stunning new lady!

Adding those final touches to the living room, I got a phone call from the last person I never thought would call me, Salma.

Me: Hello?

Salma was crying so hard, I got goosebumps when I heard her.

Me: Salma? What's wrong?

Salma: Can you come? Real quick? Please! I need you.

Terrified, I saw as Khalid & Mai enter the living room.

Me: Khalid! I need you to take me to 3amy Rashid's house!

I pulled out an abaya & shaila from my closet, & ran out to the car.

I called her again..

Me: Hey! I'm right outside..

Salma: The door's unlocked, come straight to my room.

She talked slowly while breathing heavily.
I opened the door to Salma laying on her stomach. Her hair was all over her face, she was in a white T shirt, her hands grabbing the sheets so tightly it felt like the sheets would fly away if she let go.

Me: Salma?

I attempted to stroke her back, but she let out a scream that made me shiver.
I pulled her shirt up, and got shocked by the patches of greens, yellows, and purples on her back. The bruises were too many..

Me: What happened?

Salma: S3eed.. S3eed happened.