There are certain moments in life when we can no longer be silent no longer endure the bad jokes, like dad said when he got angry against my mother.
In fact I was more angry against me than against it. I was angry against my naivety, a lack, or rather a weak point which was a source of amusement for Amira. I was angry against the world how wonderful of a soap opera, life tinged with pink than I imagined in his company. I was angry against the innocent love that I bore her and she was laughing, inevitably.
I had always heard that it was the kind of girl, looking for the little beast, who found great pleasure in humiliating people rather shy and stuck, and yet I loved him. It was also during this time that I believed in the dictum that proclaimed they would never fall in love with a person's choosing, but rather someone we expect it.
I blamed myself for falling so in love with the wrong person, I have loved that based on the physical. Maybe because I allowed myself to be seduced by the superficialities, that I was severely punished.
But I could not extinguish the anger that tortured me in the confronting, it was not to show him she could touch me again, but to tell him it is time to stop to piss me off and it no longer mattered to me, nor as a lover or friend.
That was the day the clumsy revelation of Ilham. I sat with my two buddies, Nawras and Cyrine around a table at the North Star, pretending to be smiling in a good mood when I was burning with fury intrinsic, which flashed more and more in my eyes seeing Amira and his gang of thugs enter the cafeteria.
She even dared look at me, smile at me and make me a sign with his hand as if nothing had happened. Absorbed by a terrible excitement, I got up and I approached their table.
Hikmet saw me first, looking up by chance, then sent me the floor, swinging his mat.
- Hey, sweetie, cava?
Amira, who spoke during this time with a girlfriend, I looked at the corner of his eye and returned to his conversation as it fucks with my presence. As for Hikmet, he smiled and said, rubbing his chin.
- Come join us, Yasmine.
Leaving a long breath to blow my lips, as an attempt to calm myself, I muttered.
- No, thank you I'm with friends! then turning his head toward Amira, I came rather speak with her.
She raised her head and just said, turning her neck to the other girl.
- Who? me?
- Yes, you! I said shaking my teeth, I hope your dad okay?
She drew a fake smile and replied, raising his gaze on me a bully.
- It is well, thank you. Then addressing himself to his girlfriend, so how she reacted after her boyfriend has dropped?
The other, the boy cut, but very feminine, "said.
- Poor thing, she wanted to commit suicide.
- No you laugh!
- I swear!
Embarrassed by his indifferent attitude toward me, I cried.
- Excuse me, but you do not see that I'm talking to you?
She stared at me with a look and ridiculing continue, resulting in me.
- And you do not see that I talk to Sulaym?
- Yes it shows!
Hikmet, who followed us closely, intervened to calm the atmosphere electrifying that has developed around him.
- What is there between you two?
- I want to talk! "I said, crossing his arms.
She crossed her arms and said to irritate me more.
- You can come back later I'm busy now.
There Hikmet launched a chuckle and interfered.
- It looks like two little kids who get hot for a real fight!
- Shut up, asshole! Amira said, by squeezing gently on the cheek. Then in addressing me, no, seriously, Yasmine, I myself will come later to talk to you. In
chowing down my saliva, I resumed.
- I'm going to leave me!
- Too bad for you in this case! she replied, shaking his shoulders.
- You really are a bitch! I exclaimed, unable to bear his modus operandi of provocation.
- Oh! calm, girls! Hikmet said, getting up, like how to calm the game
She had not even a gesture, then leaned in addressing himself to Sulaym.
- Where were we?
was actually his way to show that I was nothing for her and that she did not care how I felt. It was at that time also, I felt the futility of dealing with respect, to show any feeling towards her. What's the point to get excited when she felt the pleasure to see me angry, touched by his dirty game of provocation.
Without adding another word, I turned back to the table of my girlfriends, where Cyrine at the end of the nerves, cried.
- I told you to do so discouraged!
Without answering, I sat down beside her, and my eyes swam after five minutes of a flood of tears.
- Oh! no! come here! she said, hugging me tightly in his arms. Then kissed me on the cheek if I were you I shall have slapped him.
Nawras, added, stroking my hand.
- If you want me to break his face, you're only making me a sign.
Cyrine, wanting to make me laugh, "said.
- It is a black belt in taekwondo! then laughing out loud, otherwise 10dinars enough to retain the services of Abdelmajid.
Despite myself, a small smile played on my lips, then Cyrine pinched my cheek tenderly and went.
- I prefer you smiling, my smart!
I wiped my tears with the back of my hand, then laughed.
- Abdelmajid I imagined the body of Mike Tyson.
Nawras, burst out laughing and I growled.
- Stop, you're wicked. Then our little joke
ended when a girl they did not know approached us.
- Excuse me, girls.
relavant In my head, I saw a girl, kinda cute, then she smiled, pointing to a pretty girl, sitting at the back of the cafeteria with two other girls.
- My friend, the one with the pink sweater, much love to meet you.
- Who me? I say, in opening eyes wide with surprise.
a little intimidated, the girl continued.
- Yes, the one in the middle.
The girl she talked to me, looked very fresh. She had a pretty face, beautiful green eyes and beautiful long hair, a chestnut color. Next
my eyes, Cyrine told me to tease me.
- Ooh, Yasmine is currently being dredged.
- Shut up. I say, red cheeks so shy because I did not know what to say.
was Sahar, my second girlfriend. Another story I'll tell you later, a girl with whom I stayed a couple a year, the only relationship I have woven seriously, and that was hard to see complete hell.
After encouragement from my two friends and I got up from my chair and I followed the girl into his band of friends.
- Hey, girls, her name is Yasmin!
The girl in question, spoke to me first by drawing a lovely smile.
- Moi is Sahar.
- Magic! "I dare not face his eyes.
She was very cute, very stylish but also very sweet smile as she kept track.
- Come sit. She said, leaving me a place near her.
A little ashamed, I muttered.
- I'm with friends, I ...
She interrupted me, then added.
- I see. Then without turning his tongue seven times, then you're single or you got a girlfriend?
- Calm down, Sahar! teased the girl who picked me up, can not you see you're scaring him?
Then another sitting side by side with Sahar, intervened with a laugh.
- She recently discovered she has a penchant for girls.
And here, in my head was another hetero wanting fun, carried by the new bisexual trend that has spread like an epidemic. As I already my dose of excitement, I excused myself by going to the toilet for girls, without noticing that the girl got up and followed me.
- Listen, I'm sorry! I know what you think! she said, holding my arm gently
- No this is nothing! "I said opening the tap, you're not for nothing I assure you!
She put her hand on my shoulder and added.
- Listen, I want to be frank with you ... then a timid voice, I like you, so there!
And as I said nothing, she added, frustrated.
- It's been weeks since I was hesitant to talk to you ... You know this is the first time a girl I like.
Then a voice from a capricious girl pushing the door interrupted the crapper.
- As it is moving!
It was not difficult to recognize the voice of Amir, who pushed me with the palm of his hand horribly, and stopped before the tap for washing hands.
- Who's that girl?
- It does not concern you, Amira! and carried away by anger, Sulaym awaits surely tell you the rest of the story.
It injects a furious look, then wiped her hands and stood side by attaching at Sahar a fierce look.
- Honey, that's my girl!
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