Cursed With Beauty (64)

Note to the readers,
I've been editing so let's get some facts right:

S3eed's Salma's older brother. Salma and Amal are the same age. The man 3asha (Mai's sister) is married to is called M7amad, who's also Khalid's friend..
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Previously:

Amal:

Paris? Tonight? What's going on!?

S3eed: Family business

Joojoo: And what am I?

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Amal:

We stand before our gate, and I stare outside, drowning in my silence, and the thoughts of my lack of knowing.. A waiter cuts my thinking with a glass of lemonade..

Me: Father?

He stares down at me, and I begin to feel like an annoying child.

Me: What's wrong?

Father: He's sick, your brother, and we need to be there for him.

How sick is he? How long are we staying there? What about Mai? Who's going to watch her? She's pregnant damn it, why doesn't she come along? What about grandmother and 3osha?

I couldn't possibly ask all of those questions, so I looked up at him.. He picked up his ringing phone. While he talks business and work, I begin to think of my own.. I was half way through my 11th grade journey, I remember..

Kovu, S3eed, & 7amad were all seniors .. By the coming year, there's no crush, overprotective cousin, or mentor.. It suddenly seemed like life would somewhat feel a bit empty. I began to tear up, and though it was midnight, I took out my sunglasses and wore them. When finally it was time to get on the plane, I got looks from people. Yes, I felt like those losers who walked around in sunglasses in a mall, but I wasn't going to let my father see me break..


Khalid:

Blurred vision, but it's so bright. A huge window is what I begin to notice, and the sun's staring right at me. A sudden headache slams into when my senses and soul collide. It overwhelming.. I looked around, white walls, white curtains, white floors, and the room only bears the bed I lay on, and a couple of wooden chairs, but that was basically it. I try to focus on my vision, and it wasn't very difficult with the lack of color in the room, then she came in. White scrubs, blonde hair, wide eyed, with red lips.. So early?

My vision blurred as I focus on her eyes, she smiled.

Nurse: Good morning, monsieur!


 unconsciously, I smile, mimicking her wide, innocent smile. When I tried to reply, I failed..

Nurse: Don't worry, you'll be okay.

She comes closer to me, checks some machines working over me..

Nurse: Your vitals seem to be working fine.. How are you feeling?

Me: Dizzy..

She was a beauty, and her vibe filled the room. Simply amazing..