Anything Could Happen

Suffocated In Love

Chapter 21.

"But I'm worried, Zulfiyya. I mean, he said I should meet her on Wednesday but he wants to meet my parents first so does that idea still stand or not?"

Zulfiyya gazed at the enormous hotdog sculpture at the top of the hotdog takeaway in Mark Antalya, deep in thought, "Don't stress, babe. Just talk to him about it."

"I will but I'm scared... What if he thinks that I'm backing out of out relationship..."

"No, Deli. He has to give you some space. I mean, this whole thing was very sudden. Think about it, you guys are so young. You have your whole lives ahead of you, there's no need to rush." Zulfiyya and I walked towards the hotdog takeaway and spoke to the guy at the counter, "Hi, are you Oztürk?"

"Yes, ma'am. Oh, it's you two beautiful ladies! Nice to see you again. I guess my hotdogs are worth a second try, huh?" Oztürk winked at us and chuckled.

"Hey you too. Nice to see you after ages," Zulfiyya and I greeted Oztürk. He gave us our food and we went to sit on a bench to eat. All of a sudden, Rizan appeared out of nowhere. It was good to see him again after such a long time. The last time we had seen or spoke to him, was the last day at Konya Summer Camp. We hugged him but Rizvan soon left us as he had a few errands to run. All of a sudden, I remembered Zülfü.

"Zulfiyya, how's things between you and Zülfü?"

"They're okay I guess."

"Did he ask you anything abut meeting his family?"

"No... Actually Deli, I know nothing about his family. Do you think I should ask him about them?"

"Well, it's up to you, hey," I watched as Zulfiyya stressed over her boyfriend. One thing I understood about guys at that moment, was that they didn't have balance in their lives. They were either too pushy, or too laid-back, "Zu, it's ok, calm down,"

"No, it's not ok... What if he isn't serious about me? About us? I've literally planned our entire future out!" And we earned a ton of stares from the Turkish public in MarkAntalya.

I glanced at my watch. It was time to get some advice, "I have an idea, let's go meet Yıldız. She'll help us with this problem."

"I hope so..."

Fuad's POV

I stormed into my room and sat on my bed. She was hanging out with Zulfiyya? Seriously? Earlier that day, I called her and asked her if she could hang out with me but she said she had plans. I thought she probably had family plans or shopping to do.... But no, she hangs out with Zulfiyya.

Shut up, you sound like a clingy jerk.

No I don't, fuck off.

Now you sound like an even bigger jerk. Delnaz needs a damn break from you.

You're right.

That brief battle with my conscience brought me back to my senses. Delnaz did need a break from me. As much as I hated to admit it, I was starting to get over-protective, clingy and jealous. These are just some of the ingredients that are part of the formula that could easily break any relationship. Maybe I just needed some time with my gang. I called Rizvan and asked him where he was and if he was busy.

"Hey bro. What's up," I asked in a cranky voice.

"Nothing much. Still in the mall. What's up with you? You sound like you need a joint or two..."

"Maybe I do," I heard Rizvan laugh on the other side of the line as we threw jokes back and forth.

"Have you... Seen Delnaz since earlier?"

"Nope. I'm on the other side of MarkAntalya. The sports area."

"Oh... Okay... Are you busy?"

"Not really. Just looking for new soccer boots. Wanna hang out?"

"Yeah, if you don't mind. I was just about to ask you," I grinned.

"Sure sure."

"See you in half an hour." I cut the call and got off my bed. I walked over to my dresser and gelled my hair. It spiked up into place. Now all I needed was my phone and a ride to MarkAntalya.

Delnaz's POV

Shurkan Allah for cell phones. What would we do without them? Zulfiyya and I had called Yıldız who said that Cihan would happily bring her to MarkAntalya after they had lunch. Zulfiyya and I 'ooohe-d' and 'aaaww-ed' when Yıldız told us that Cihan actually made plans for them.

"Isn't it cute? Cihan's really getting his act together."

"Finally," I thought of how he climbed up to my window that night and how he and how Fuad's group of friends got me into trouble.

Ugh. Fuad. Fuad. Fuad.

That's all you ever think about Delnaz.

Zuzu and I hadn't been to the other end of MarkAntalya in a long time, so we decided to go there in the mean time. Yıldız would meet us later.

The walk towards the far end of MarkAntalya, seemed to take forever. When Zulfiyya and I finally got there, we stopped to take a break. We bought fruit smoothies from a health bar and sat at a table outside it. We were still inside the building.

"What's the time?"

Zulfiyya glanced at her watch, "Half past three."

"We will have to go home soon. I don't want to miss my train."

"Yeah, sure. Seems like we'll have to meet Yıldız another day..."

"Don't worry, Zulfiyya. The day is young. Just relax. We will meet her toda-"

Zulfiyya's phone began to ring, "Hello?" Zulfiyya spoke to Yıldız and told her where we were. Zulfiyya told me that Yılzdız was in the mall and on her way. In a few minutes, our friend was with us.

"Hey, babes. What's up? Wow, those smoothies look amazing."

"They are. You have to try them," Zulfiyya grinned.

"Well not right now. I just had lunch."

"Speaking of lunch, how did your date with Cihan go? Where is he by the way?" I listened to the conversation as I sipped my smoothie.

"It was great. Cihan's around looking for the boys."

"They're here today?"

"Well, that's what they said. They phoned Cihan right after you phoned me earlier and asked him if he could meet them at MarkAntalya."

"Hear that, Deli?"

I gave Zulfiyya a sour look. By this time, I was raging. If Fuad was in the mall, I was going to have a really bad fit. I needed time away from him, time to clear my mind. I couldn't understand why he was always on my case. Or was I being selfish? I know that the world doesn't revolve around me but there are so many other places to hang around. Why in MarkAntalya?

"What's wrong? Are you mad at us?"

"No, Zuzu. It's not you guys. It's Fuad. We need to do something about him. I'm tired of having Fuad around me all the damn time. It's about time he just left me to do what I wanted to. Feeling claustrophobic in a relationship is the worst thing ever."

Well that's how I felt at that moment; closed up and unable to be left to my own devices. I knew that I couldn't run away from this. Yeah sure, I loved Fuad but there's a limit to everything. I didn't want to lose him, I just needed a break. if I wasn't going to be open about my feelings and tell him what was wrong with us, our relationship was definitely going to crash and burn. Although I was frustrated with him at that moment, deep, deep down, my love for him was stronger than ever. I tried to keep myself calm but the flames of anger and frustration burned stronger with each passing second. I needed to get my feelings out.

"Ladies, we're going to the boys."