Hide and seek

MISKY

I hate this.

I have never expected Dad to slap mom. I mean cursing at her was fine.But using violence was a big no-no. And you see,i got the tickets from this guy who had broken teeth and a golden tooth who had a Strong accent. He looked at me and laughed,so i had to tell him that i was buying it for my parents.

i mean, i am not a kid. I am 16 years old for goodness sake.  

He was like i am a foreigner and why would i need to take the risk. I am not a foreigner!!! Just because i am light skinned people assumed that i wasn't somali. What a load of rubbish.

I had to prove to this jerk by speaking somali.

But i hope i didn't blow my cover. Everyone knew ny dad. Ofcourse, once you are a politician everyone had to know you.

Anyways, they stopped laughing when i showed them the money. I felt so guilty because i took 1000 dollars from my mom's small blue safe. I really don't know why she keeps saving money and gold in there. She never spends it.

" Let's get to business" An old shabby pirate said, gleaming at the money as if was a piece that just fell from heaven.

He had an AK-47 in his arms. He was fully armed.But it didn't frigten me one bit. I am so used to guns. If i was going to get the tickets even if i had to die, i would.

He had Gel covered hair that made his hair look like it clinged to his head like super-glue.He wore scruffy jeans and had gun powder on his plain white shirt. He looked threatening.

He offered me Ghat.

" You wan't some." He said in a taunting kind of way.

He could be my grandfather if you saw his age.

I refused as he put it across my face. How rude.

" Name?" He asked, taking a Small note pad from his pocket.

I had to think of a really good name.

Layla???

Hayat???? Of course not!! That's my mom's name.

"Rawda" I said, not moving an eyelash, so he wouldn't suspect i was lying.

" I mean your full name?"He questioned with his scary grandpa look.

What fullname??? UFF!!! I should have thought through!!!!!!

"Rawda Said"I said, Still looking at him straight in the eye.

" it would be 500 dollars Missy" He said smiling.

"What???" I asked confused.

"The tickets" he said.

I thought this was a big joke.

" Is this a joke" I looked at him, almost about to burst in laughter.

" 500 dollars" He said, nothing more,nothing less.

" Hey!!! The Tickets are supposed to be 200 dollars each!!!" I yelled. I didn't care one bit if he had a gun and could kill me that instant.

He laughed a scruffy evil cackle, like he was Captain hooke in Peter pan.

He's laugh was as scruffy as his jeans.He was horrible.

" If i gave out these tickets to you, I am bill gates inside  out" He sneered, looking at me.

"take it or leave it"He said as blank as possible.

"Why??? " i asked. He was such a donkey.

" You lied." he said laughing. I think he was really mad.

"w..what???" i stammered. It was like my face was dropping from it's skull. It was like i was melting.

My plan failed . But how did he know? He wasn't a brain reader or a psychic by any chance?

" I am not lying. My name is Rawda Said.How could i lie to you!! It's my name!!!!!!" I still didn't blink or loose eye contact. I was so good at this, but he still wouldn't believe me.

Believe me you old scruffy Donkey. Don't make my plans go down the toilet!!!!!!!

The old horse laughed even louder.  He was so ugly!!!!!!!!!

" you are naim's daughter aren't you???" i kept quiet. I was doomed.

" you can't prove it." I insisted. He just laughed

" I already know you. And you don't want me to tell your father?? do you??" he said, looking at me. Rather much serious.

A boy who was sitting on the side who was smoking shisha* winked at me and stood up.

Why did he have to wink like that!!!!!!!!!!! But wait!!!!! Couldn't i use him to get my tickets at a low price.

Could i???????

I smiled at him in a flirty way. Yes! i could use him to help me get of this situation.

He was so irresistibly cute.His shirt clinged to his abs which made it show off and made any girl walking down the street giggle. He had the most irresistable tan. he had hazel nut eyes the twinkled with the daylight. His Jet black  curly locks swung on his blemish-free forehead.His broad shoulders made its way to the crowd that was surrounding me with threatening looks and scary glares.

But i wasn't intrested in him.I wanted to leave so bad. and he was going to help me with my intelligence.

"Misky??? Babe??? What's the matter?" he said, looking at me with his calculating look which made me feel nervous.

And how on earth did he know my name??

But i had to play on. I had to play the game.

"Oh sweetie!!!!!! Babe!!! I am in a rough situation here."

He looked at the old scruffy man and the man looked back.

" You know him?" the old man spat.

"Yes grandpa! We've been dating for a month now" the grandpa looked at me and then back at him and then looked at me again. I then thought of making this game more intresting.

"Yeah, me and...." he mouthed his name Ayman.

"Me and ayman were planning to get engaged next month.

We both laughed like a happy couple.

He looked at us with his old wrinkled eyes and laughed as well. This Ayman tried to put his hand over my waist and i narrowed my eyes at him.He stopped, nervously brushing his hand over his dark locks.

What a weirdo.

"I'll make it a discount........." Said the old greedy man. It was obvious he wanted his grandson and a billionaire's daughter to get married.Or perhaps get closer to the government through my dad. Whatever the case, he wasn't doing me a favour. His old mind was still a genius.

Useless scum.

" How much?........" I asked, now really desberate.

"For free" He cackled. And this time it wasn't a lie. He gave me my ticket.

It felt as if a whole load was lifted of my shoulders.

" Thankyou!!!" I yelled in happiness. Then they left , except Ayman.