(6) SIBEL

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As he closed the difference between us, I pushed him but he didn't budge. I started to hit him on the chest but his black jacket made it of no use. He tries to hold my arm but my hitting makes it hard for him to hold my hands to the sides. Lale came and tried to stop me but, I unconsciously pushed her.

She takes a deep breath and shouts, with gritted teeth

Lale: For fucks sake stop it Sib right now.

I stop the instant like my brain is coming back to my senses and ask WHAT? , while looking into his eyes. She comes to me and yanks my arms while lifting her phone to my face.

Lale: Your brother is calling nonstop and asking.

Sibel: fuck! tell him we will be late.

Lale: it's already so late, if we don't go home now, he will be coming here soon. And then, who knows?

I yank my hands from him which he is still holding  tightly to keep me from hitting him and point my knife keychain to his face 

Sibel: you! give it back before I burn yours ( he arches his brow) piece by piece, to ashes.

Lale holds my arm and starts moving towards her car while saying to calm me 

let's go, for now, we will deal with them later.

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