Winter Schemes 8

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Sara's P.O.V:

I went to my room and locked the door behind me. I threw the shot into the garbage and laid down on my bed. I turned off the AC because it was too cold and I am not afraid of Fahad anymore.

I went to my bathroom and looked myself in the mirror. My brown wavy hair was long. My eyes were all puffy from crying. I have a huge headache that I couldn't get rid of. I opened the cabinet next to the sink and got out a pair of scissors. I started to cut my hair. I continued cutting and cutting until I got it to the length I wanted. I was supposed to go to Fahad one day ago so he could take out the stitches of the wound bas I didn't want to talk to him now.

I wrapped my hair in a piece of tissue and kept it safe in the cabinet. I looked at myself again in the mirror. My hair was a lot shorter. I cut off 5 inches and now it touches the tip of my shoulder. I got rid of things I no longer need, and I'm planning of getting rid of a lot of things.

I dyed some chestnut highlights in some strands of my hair and it really looked great. I took a shower and washed the dye out of my hair.

I went back into my bedroom and slept gracefully in my bed. I'm ready to start a new life without any concerns. I no longer am Sara. Tomorrow, I'll be a new Sara.

A new Sara.

A new Sa..

A new S...

A new....

A n.....

A......

and I drifted off to sleep.

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I woke up the next morning and went and took a long refreshing shower. I could still smell the dye from yesterday night. I used a new pair of shampoo I ordered last week and used a new conditioner. It smelled so nature-like and I'm a sucker for natural products that smell like flowers and stuff.

I wrapped my hair with a towel and started to paint my finger nails light pink. I painted my toes first then I painted my hands. I applied a top coat that dries really fast. Fifteen minutes later, my nails were smooth and dry. I combed my hair then flipped my head upside down and started to dry it with a hair dryer so it would have more volume.

I ran my fingers through my 70% dried hair. I braided the two top parts of my hair and clipped them back. I twisted the rest of my hair into a bun and wore my training shorts and shirt. I got downstairs and found Fahad sitting on the stool eating his breakfast.

I made me some scrambled eggs and cut up some fruits quickly. I sat on the stool and started eating my eggs. I drank some orange juice after I was done and started to eat my fruits. Fahad looked surprise. I guess he noticed my new hair-do.

While I was chewing on a piece of strawberry, Fahad got out an iPhone and placed it in front of me.

"It has a line and everything, sajalt il5a6 ib ismich so I can't look at any of your texts or phone calls," he said.

"Thanks" I said.

I took the phone and started dialling a number I will never forget. I waited until the caller answered, but he didn't answer.

 I called his house and waited till anyone answered. I put the phone on speaker because I really wanted to finish my fruits so I can start cutting up vegetables for tonight's dinner. I won't have time to do it later because I'll be working out.

*Phone on speaker*

.....: hello

me: hiii is Mi7sen there?

.....: who is this?

me: It's me Sita did you forget my voice already?? 

Sita: Sarooona I miss you! How are you why you no come our house anymore?

me: I'm very busy Sita so I don't have anytime to come!

Sita: because you marry a boy you became busy. I am your family saroona habibti I miss you come to us tomorrow. Madam miss you so much even hamanii miss you I make for you cake if you come

me: waaay 7amanii is big you must call him Abdulrahman not 7amanii shfeech sita he'll get angry.

Sita: Nooo his name is hamaniiiii not abdulrahman, hamaniiiii

*7amani in backround* SIIITA WHY ARE TELLING A STRANGER THAT YOU CALL ME 7AMANIII?! I'M 21 BAS KEBART*

abdulrahman: Aloo?

me: 7amaniiiii

abdulrahman: Sara? Is that really you?

me: eeee ana sariitaa il3ajeeba ily int walhan 3alaiha

abdulrahman: intay laish ma teyeen baitna? et3arfeen shkether mi7sen m3a9eb 3alaich laish makalamteeh 7ag sina? 

me: abdulrahman is he really that mad? *chewing on food*

abdulrahman: ee tara wa9al 7adaa, tadreen ina he has a girlfriend now? He's planning on marrying her. Ou her name is Sara ba3ad. She even looks like you tadreen? He told her to not cut her hair and to dye it brown, the exact shade as your hair is. il mushkela she doesn't know that there's a real Sara, which is you

me: *choking on food* he wants to get married? *tears lightly* *turns off speaker*

abdulrahman: you didn't talk to him for a year Sara, he thought you were done with him. He thought that you didn't want to talk to him ever again.

me: but 7amani I'm a married woman now, I cant do anything l2ani 3ala themat rayaal, why can't he understand that? Tell him I was forced to marry the person I'm married to now and tell him that I will never love him as much as I love mi7sen.

Yes, I said all of that in front of Fahad.

abdulrahman: I won't tell him anything Sara. I wont get myself into this mess. I'll give you his number and you talk to him. Here's the number ********

me: thanks, bye 7amano

abdulrahman: bye Sara, it was nice talking to you after all this time

*end of call*

I laid my head down on the kitchen counter. Fahad was staring at me not knowing what to do. I stared at the number I wrote on the palm of my hand.

"Do you love him?" Fahad asked suddenly.

"Why do you care?" I said.

"I was just asking," he replied.

"Well it's non of your business." I said back.

I dialed the number that was written and waited for him to answer. Fahad grabbed my hand harshly and told me to put it on speaker. Jealous much?

*Calling 99******* *on speaker*

mi7sen: aloo

me: ....

mi7sen: alooo minu ma3ay? *mad*

me: ....

mi7sen: tara ana mu fathy 7a-

me: mi7sen

mi7sen: ......

me: mi7sen please rid 3alay

mi7sen: Sara? Al7een etdegeen 3alai ya Sara? What have I ever done to you? I treated you the way no man can ever treat a woman. I respected you Sara and I respected all the decisions you've ever made. I know you got married and you were no longer mine, but the least you could do is stay in touch with me we could've been friends. I called you more than a hundred times Sara, but you never answered.

me: *tears* mi7sen please you don't understand I didn't have a choice. Please mi7sen I need to see you and tell you everything

mi7sen: I'm sorry Sara bas I already decided to marry someone I met last month. She's really great and I think I'm beginning to love her.

me: who? you mean the woman who you told to grow her hair and dye it brown? Seriously mi7sen? If you really wanted to forget about me at least choose a woman who doesn't look like me and doesn't have the same name!

mi7sen: well I saw your husband the other day and he kind of looked like me. He has the same exact hair as I do. 

me: that's his hair style for years, I knew him before I ever knew you and he was way better than you, it was my fault calling you. and FYI, I cut my hair last night and highlighted and I'm happy with it. Go tell that girl of yours to cut it and highlight it, too.

mi7sen: then go and tell your husband to cut his hair, it doesn't look good on him. You know that hairstyle look good on me only. You know that I'm the only one in this world who loves you so much, he doesn't deserve you Sara. No one does.

me: you're just jealous why he is my husband and you're not.

mi7sen: well are you having fun with your husband?

me: more fun than I ever had with you

mi7sen: does he love you as much as I loved you?

me: yes

mi7sen: are you sure? because when I loved you, I never thought of another woman. When I told you I saw your husband last week, I didn't mention the part where he was with another woman laughing. Oh, and she was pregnant too.

me: YOU'RE LYING. I KNOW WHEN YOU LIE MI7SEN, FAHAD LOVES ME HE WONT DO SUCH A THING, he wouldn't go behind my back. It's probably one of his sisters.

mi7sen: are you sure? go ask him yourself. Goodbye Sara, please dont call me ever again, I'm trying to  live my life here without you. 

dooooot

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