My Habibi

Chapter 12

As Warda entered the car she could hear her mom shouting at her brother. She looked out the window. Wondering where Syed went. She wiped the blood from her mouth. Hoping her mother wouldn't ask about it. As they drove home she watched the trees move by. She watched and wondered if this is what life was like. Just a fast moving car. To end at its destination of death. When she got home she ran up the stairs. Walked right into the bathroom and locked the door. Pulling the razor out from the cabinet. She looked at herself in the mirror.
"I look so ugly." She sighed to herself. She slowly rolled up her sleeve. Revealing a life long battle of razor marks. She slowly dug the blade into her skin. Closing her eyes. She felt like she was draining all the stress from the day. She felt the warm blood flow down her arm. As she opened her eyes and looked at her reflection.
"Now I look beautiful." She smiled. As she left the bathroom. Walked into her bedroom with her backpack as her phone started to ring.
"Salaam Alaykum?" She said.
"Walikum Salaam. This is Warda?" A males voice asked. She felt it was familiar but couldn't tell.
"Depends. Who is asking?" She said.
"It's Syed."
"Where have you been? Why weren't you in..."
"I heard Bradd picked a fight with you." Warda began to sob silently.
"How... How did you know?"
"YouTube. There was a video." Warda sighed.
"Syed... He.."
"I know." He simply replied.
"But will you?"
"Yes. But not for the reason he thinks."
"Then what.."
"My reason. Now wipe your tears." She giggled. For someone who couldn't feel. He knew how to make her feel special. She liked it. It was like it was a secret about him only she knew. It was a secret she hoped only she knew. She didn't want anyone close to him like she was... Well even she wasn't close. But she thought she was. And she wanted to be the only one to know him.
"How did you get my..."
"Google."
"But you can't..."
"When you are me. Anything is possible my friend. I have to go now. I'll be back before Bradd does anything."
"What about Chelsea?"
"Hang in there. I called someone."
"So you are like my bodyguard?" She laughed. Biting her lip hoping he would say yes.
He breathed in. Staying silent for a little while before relying.
"I'm a friend giving my life to my friend."