Winter Schemes 17

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I do not know anything about diabetes, insulin shots, etc. I know enough to write the story but some of the information might be wrong so do not ask me anything about insulin, because I do not know anything. Thank you! I just needed to tell you this because a lot of people are asking me about it!

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Sara's P.O.V:

I was sitting on a bed, with a mattress this time. I couldn't move my body and opening my eyes felt like I was lifting a whole box filled with millions of books in them. I opened my eyes only to find 7amani sitting next to me reading a book.

"Abd-Abdulrahman, w-w-why are y-you d-doing this to m-me" I barely said.

He kept quiet and started eyeing me. He had dark brown eyes, unlike his brother Mi7sen who had beautiful green eyes with a bit of hazel in the middle. His lashes were so thick. It's like he had eyeliner on his waterline, but he didn't. He continued reading his book, silently.

"Abdulrah--maaan" I said, again.

"If I can't have you Sara, then no one can" he said getting up. "I loved you Sara and the day I wanted to introduce you to my brother as my future wife you tell me that you're in to him?" His voice croaked. "I've never felt that way towards any girl but you"

I felt the sadness in his voice. His eyes had bags under them, like he did not sleep for ages. How stupid was I back then, not knowing that Abdulrahman loved me from the beginning.

"I could never love you Abdulrahman and you know that" I said. "You knew that my relationship with you was no more than a brother-sister relationship but years later you come to me saying that you love me? No Abdulrahman, you think you loved me. You know I couldn't be yours. You know that but you ignored it. You're so heartless" I said. "I hate you so much Abdulrahman. Out of all the people in this world, I never thought that you'd do such a thing to your best friend. Your best friend."

Abdulrahman turned around and headed to the door and left me here in this empty room alone. I think it was time to take my insulin shots but I couldn't find them anywhere.

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Mi7sen's P.O.V:

"Oh my god" we both said together.

"and I thought FRI were initials" Fahad said.

We started at the two bracelets in my hand.

"Do you know who this bracelet belongs to?" he asked. I didn't want to tell him that my brother was the one who kidnapped Sara because he is my brother and I love him.

"No I don't, do you mind if I use the bathroom?" I asked.

"Yeah sure, it's just down the hall," he replied.

I went in and took my headphones out of my back pocket.

I played the video again and tried to hear what Sara was saying.

"7amaniii please make him stooppp it huur- AHHH" she screamed.

I'm going to kill my brother.

Five days later. . .

I woke up today with a feeling inside of me that I couldn't understand. I had mixed emotions about this day. I think I'll be hearing both good and bad news today.

I went to my bathroom and took a quick shower. Abdulrahman started to get home late these days, I cant talk to him because I never get to see him; it's like he's avoiding me. I wonder what his winter scheme for this year. See, every time in winter, Abdulrahman plans something and we all get devastated. Last year, he planned a trip to Fiji for us and my mother got really happy. The year before, he took off without saying goodbye in his winter break for a whole month and he never told us where he went. We didn't contact him in that month; he'd either ignore or have his phone switched off. Two years before that, he spray-painted my father's Phantom neon pink and spray painted my mother's Bentley Continental GT a neon orange. They go so mad that they took his car away and they actually grounded him. They didn't let him leave the house for I think two or three months and he had to tell his boss that he was grounded. I also told his friends that he was grounded which was the best thing ever. I think my baby brother is a messed up kid stuck in a man's body. He's probably adopted. I think his winter scheme is kidnapping Sara.

I got out my jeans and matched them with my plain white tee and wore my Nike sneakers. I got my black Homies hoodie and wore it over my shirt. I tied my shoe laces and got out of the room. It was 6 a.m and both my parents were on the dining table eating their breakfast.

"9aba7 il5air yuba" I said kissing the crown of my father's head. I headed over to my mother and kissed the crown of her head too. "9aba7 il5air um Mi7sen"

My mother had a smile on her face while she drank her milk with tea.

"9aba7 ilnour Mi7sen, shlounik yuba mi5tefee hal ayam! Ma gemna nshoufek!" his father chuckled.

"Ee yuba tadre iny ma5eth ejaza fa gemt a6la3 wayed ma3a il rabe3 ou il9ara7a mabi ag3ad ib hal bait l2ani 3ayesh feeh 6oul 3omri ou dam inni ma5eth ejaza, 8arart inny awanes 3omri shwaya" I said.

My mother sensed that something was wrong. She had a look on her face and her left brow was rising up.

"Ee ma3alaih estanis ib kil degeega 3indik" Bu Mi7sen said and continue reading his newspaper.

"Mi7sen 7abibi wain ray7 al7een? ilsa3a 6 il9ub7!" my mother said, stopping me from walking any further.

"Barou7 ilnadi embacher l2ana itha re7t il3a9er aw belail, ekoun wayed za7ma ou t3arfeeni iny ma7eb ag3ad ib mukan za7ma" I said, hesitating a bit. "Karsheti kabra"

"Bitrou7 ib jeans?" She asked.

"Ohh shakli nesait jan6eti foug! Mashkoura thakarteni chan metwahig al7een!" I said, running back to my room. That was close.

I went into my room and took out my small backpack. I added all the things I needed for the gym so my mother won't suspect a thing.

I went downstairs and ran for the door so I can avoid any questions from both my parents. I heard my mother whisper something to my father but I couldn't figure out what she said. Abdulrahman's car was gone. I wonder where he would be in this time.

I got into my Mercedes Benz SLS, Sara's favourite car. It was fully tinted and and it was matte black with black rims. The interior was black with red leather seats.

I went to Fahad's house and rang the door bell. Two minutes later, a sleepy man with messy hair and wearing his Mario boxers and a plain white tee.

"Shtabi yaay mbacher?" he asked, leading me in.

"Its 6 am! We are supposed to go to the people who are going to find Sara and make the real deal," I told him getting in.

"Enzain ana raye7 bakhethli shower 3al saree3 ou enshalla anzel" Fahad said, running up the stairs.

I started to walk around the living room. I saw all the picture of Sara when she was a kid, a teenager, and a woman. There was one picture that was on a frame on the table. I remember that picture, it was the one I took of Sara when we celebrated her birthday in Paris. I took the picture out of the frame and read what I've written in the back.

Dear Sara,

Kel 3am wintay ib alf alf alf khair. Allah y7af'6ech w e5aleech lyy. I hope you enjoyed your birthday surprise ya a7la Sara;* 

Yours,
Mi7sen

Fahad's P.O.V:

He took the picture and folded it into his pocket. He sensed someone behind him so he turned around and found me staring at him.

"Shino maktoob bil 9oura?" I asked.

"Maku shay maktoob" he replied

"3ayal laish ga3d tebtesem winta tshouf il9oura min wara? ou laish ma5eth il9oura?" I asked, angry.

"Laish elebtesama 7araam? may9eer ilwa7ed yebtesem?" he asked.

I took the photo as fast as I can and started to read what was written. My facial expressions started to change.

"Esma3ni 3adel, when I get Sara back, I don't want you to even talk to Sara. I don't want you looking at her. I don't want you to even get close to her" I said. I was about to rip the picture but Mi7sen snatched it from my hands.

"You can't tell me what I can and can't do. You can't tell me to stop talking to Sara because the first chance I'd get to talk to her, I'll have a never-ending conversation with her. I'll ask her about everything she's done in the past year and whats new in her life. Even if she isn't mine, I'll still love her and she'll still love me" he told me, folding the photo back into his pocket.

"Oh really? She still loves you? Then why did she get pregnant a year ago? The second we got married, she got pregnant" I said, smirking. I wanted to piss him off a bit.

He got angry and his hands clenched.

"Trust me, she still loves me" he said. "She still has this photo I took of her. She still has all the books that I bought her. She still wears the necklace I got her, she still wears the Cartier love bracelet I got her. It has both our names engraved in it. She kept things that reminded her of me"

"That doesn't mean she loves you" I said. "Anything you just mention can be thrown away at any time"

"Did you talk about baby names?" he said.

"Ee we did and she told me that if it was a girl, she wanted to name her Noura, and if it is a boy we were going to name him-"
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Flashback...

I went upstairs after watching the sports podcast on my laptop. I already read all the newspapers since it was 5 in the morning.

I went upstairs and found Sara cris-crossed on the bed wearing her PJ pants and a tank top.

"9ar 3endich karsha" I said, laughing.

"Haaay that's not true! I'm still 3 weeks pregnant so that means that I shouldn't have a big tummy!" she protested while I wore my PJ's and got into bed. 

She got up and snuggled next to me. I was laying down with one of my hands supporting my head and the other around Sara where she placed her head on my chest.

"Enzain ma gelteeli, shino tabeen etsameen ilbaby?" I asked.

"Ethaa kanat bint, abi -pause- Noura" she smiled.

"Ou etha walad" I asked.

"Mi7sen bedoon tafkeeer" she said, grinning.

"Shme3na mi7sen?" I asked. "Ebtesamtich shaaga wayhich"

"l2ani a7eb mi7sen" she said.

"T7ebeen mi7sen wila t7ebeen el esem Mi7sen?" I asked.

Her facial expressions changed.

"Tara a6afrech adri inna t7ebeeni ana w bas" I told her laughing.

Her smile crept back on her face and she shut her eyes.

"bas gooleli laish t7ebeen ilesem?" I asked.

"le2ani a7eba" she said while her eyes still closed.

"shkether t7ebeena" I chuckled softly.

"أحبه كثر ما هل دمعي على فرقاه" she said, slowly going to sleep with 
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I got angry and pinned Mi7sen to the wall.

"Told you that she still loves me," he smirked. "you can't get rid of your son who's supposed to be named after me"

I let go of him and went outside and into my car. I'll show him that Sara still loves me. I waited in the car and saw him in the mirror. He got out a large bag that was filled with things. He came to my car and threw the bag in the trunk and got in and sat next to me.

"What's in the bag" I asked.

"Guns" he said.

"WHAT?" I said.

"Guns" he replied.

"Why the hell do we need guns for?" I asked.

"Because I purposely forgot to tell you that the people who are going to help me hate me as much as they hate Sara's father" he said.

"Then why are they helping us?" I asked.

"Because we made a deal and they need to help me get Sara back in exchange for something valuable we both have that they want," he said.

"And what exactly is that valuable thing we both have?" I asked.

"I still don't know yet. That is what I'm trying to figure out" he said.
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Reveur xxo