A Roses Throne

Chapter 3

I wake up to a tap on the shoulder, opening my eyes I yelp in surprise.

His face is maybe 4 inches away from mine.

" what the hell" I say shotting daggers from my eyes. Alejandro move's y from me, suprised with my tone

" Sorry, I didn't mean to get in your personal space, uhm..... I was trying to wake you up cause we're home"

I laugh at that.

Home? The last place I ever felt at home was when in our old house, where dad was alive, when Jake was my best friend, when my life wasn't complicated as hell.

Getting out the car, I see the biggest house I've ever seen except for the ones on tv.

" this is the Bensons resident, it is 6 stories high with 12 bedrooms, 9 bathrooms, 2 swimming pools, a dance studio, a track, a basket ball court, and a game room" Alejandro says in on breath.

" How do you know all this"? I ask.

" Cause he lives here" a voice says from my left.

i turn to see a woman with long beautiful jet black hair with maching eyes, she looks like she's 30 years old and is 5 foot 6'.

" I'm Sally. And I am so glad you and Jake are here"!

Damn this chick is so, so..... Happy.

" You have 3 cousins, Sam is 17 a junor just like you, Mike is 16 a sophomore and Jenny is 14 a freshman! All you kids are on the top floor, I've already went shopping for you and Jake for school which by the way you have next week, you get your own room too"!

She said all that I'm one breath, then suddenly she did something I did not expect.

She hugged me.

It's been a long time since I've had a hug, I almost forgot how it felt.I don't move for a couple seconds, awkwardly I hug her back.

" Come on sweaty lets go, I'll show you around".

40 minutes later Sally has shown me everywhere and I was amazed!

Like where the hell did they get all the money from.

Every room I saw was triple the size of mine and Jakes room combined.

And the some of the bedrooms had ther own fucking bathroom with hottubes the size of my new king bed!

My room was like a picture from a magazine. The walls were painted red with Eminem's name in black cursive. The bed was the same color.

I had a closest full of designer clothes and she also bout me this big make up kit which in no way in hell am I putting all that on my face. She got me a box full of nikes, jorans and rebok and all kind of others shoes.

When I asked how she knew what color I liked and my favorite rapper and how I loved running.

"Your mom told me" she replid with a cheerful smile.

" Oh and please change your cloths and freshan up dinner will be ready in 30 minute and it's in he second floor in case you get lost".

" What's wrong with my cloths"? I asked looking down at them.

" I bought you cuter stuff"! And with that she walked out the room.

Slowly walking to my closet I open it up and pull a comfy looking shirt with some sick looking black skinny jeans. I walk into the bath room with and take the best shower I have taken in my entire life!

When I was done I dried my hair and put my new cloths on, looking at my watch I see that I'm suppose to be at dinner in 5.

Running out my room I remember the directions Sally gave me, thank god I have good memory. Going straigh down the hall way I run in to someone.

I fall flat on my ass, I look over to see a boy maybe around 15 with jet black hair and eyes. He's rubbing his ass like me.

I get up and help him to his feet.

" I'm guessing you are Mike"? I ask with a smile.

" Yeah and I'm guessing you'r Allie"

I nod. " how do you know"?

"Mom wouldn't shut up about you and your bother coming here, she even made us go shopping with her"!!

"us" who else?

" yeah us, Sam, me, Jenny and mom".

" Hey Mike, are you heading to dinner"?

" Yeah come on I'll show you, by the way i'm just going to warn you that Sam isnt really freindly."

Dear Ali,

Right now I'm stressing , and you are a major factor to it. Plus the trimester ends in four days. I really don't know what has gotton in to you. You promised me a long time a go and now you are going back on it. You promised Ali . And I took it. I'm a virgin and there is no way , absolutely no way that I am changing that before marriage and that's something you should respect. You have completely closed off on me and you need to know that you are wrong. You can't do that. And to make it worst you said that ' if I can't satisfy you, you are going to find it else where. ' you go ahead and do that. But before you do it have the dignity to break it off with me. There is no way I'm putting my standards down. I can't believe you actually told me. That you would cheat if I didn't offer. I thought you understood me. All in all , I put my trust in Allah and unlike you I want us to together and get married and have a halal relationship and then marriage but if you aren't about that please tell me cause it feels like your words are like the Canda weather one day you are promising to love and make me happy and the next you want something I can't offer.

Everyday that you tell me you love me I wonder if you really mean it. Because you don't show me. Words are words Ali and you've been using a lot lately. You have hurt me. Our relationship stays blissful maximum of a week then you do something, and your moods start kicking in. I'm sick of it Ali. Why am I the only one to stress, the only to lose focus and just think about what I did wrong. Why I am I the one to shed tears . Why am I the one to feel the pain deep down. Why am I the one to lose sleep. The one to completely zone out and just want to be left only when you are the only one I want to hear from. The only one that can make that smile bounce back in to its place. I am a happy person. For no reason most of the times but you just like taking it away don't you . You tell me that I act childish sometimes when it's you that can't decide whether to love me or not. It took me a while to admit it , to tell you I love you. Knowing that once I said it you would have power over me. You tell me that you love me but where is my power over you? The first guy in my life that I embraced with my heart. I've been with Salah for almost 2 years. Not once has he lied to me, hurt me, or make me cry. Never kept Secrets . It was safe. But you, it's like a broken road , not knowing when the next big whole or bump is. I love you Mahir. And you know that. But I won't sin against allah for you , I won't do that. I'd move for you. To a foreign country, I'd leave my family for you, I would run away with you for you. I would give my life for you. For you I will devout my life for . I would wake in the morning with the mission to make you happy. I would do it all with no hesitation and in a heartbeat . I'd do so many things it's so sad to know that that feeling is not mutual. God this is pathetic, how you treat me and how I react.