Palestwinians.

Impulsive.

"Our impulses are what reveal our character. What we are quick to do, we are quick to be." - Anonymous.

 ~ You guys might just kill me after this chap.

Chapter 22 - Impulsive.

My first thought was: ‘Does Jacob build tunnels?!’

Then: ‘Oh hey, Jacob! I haven’t seen him in ages!’

And finally: ‘Holy crap, I think Jacob attacked me.’ 

As the hurricane speeding around in my brain calmed down and the dots finally connected together, I couldn’t help but let out another slight gasp.  

Hazel eyes. This whole time, I had been grilling myself over the fact that I couldn’t figure out this person, when the answer had been so obvious all along. 

Jacob was the one and only person I knew who had hazel eyes. They weren’t as fluorescently green as Zach’s but I should have been able to immediately pinpoint who those eyes belonged to. I can’t believe it had taken me this long. 

I continued to survey Jacob and observed his movements, as he tightened his laces and wrapped a sweat-absorbing bandana across his forehead. He walked up to the visibly large hole in the ground, stretching his legs and readying himself to climb down. He sat down and dangled his legs inside the hole. 

Before I could comprehend my own thoughts, my legs had thrust me forward and I began running at full speed towards him. 

“Jacob, wait!” I breathed, coming to a stop, just a metre before him. 

He looked up, a confused frown etched on his face, but when his eyes landed on my puffed out form, his facial expression merged into one of shock and slight alarm. 

“Yasmine? What are you doing here?” 

“You!” I voiced, still breathless. “You attacked me!” I continued, ignoring his question. 

His eyes widened considerably, before he got up and nodded his head, signalling for me to move aside with him. 

“Listen, Yasmine,-” he began, once we were out of earshot from any onlookers.  

“How could you do that?!” I yelled, cutting him off.

“I,-“ he attempted to continue but I was having none of it.

“And then you just left me in the dark! What the hell?! And what were you saying on the phone about Zach?! You’re a tunnel worker now?! I’m,-“ 

“SQUIRT!” His loud voice cut off my own and I finally closed my mouth, realising how annoyed Jacob looked.

“Are you going to let me talk now?” he questioned. I nodded my head meekly.

“Women,” he mumbled, shaking his head and swiping a hand through his hair.

“Look,” he started. “Yes I did attack you that night. But I thought a man was following me and so on instinct, I reacted. If I had known it was you, let alone a girl, I would never have done what I did. Why were you following me anyway?” 

I gnawed on my lower lip and contemplated my answer. “I heard you, or at the time I thought it was a stranger, mention killing Zach on the phone.” 

He raised his eyebrow. “So you thought that following me would be the wisest option?”  

I merely shrugged my shoulders. 

“Ya Allah, Yasmine. If you had fully learnt to tame your streak of rebelliousness, you would have known not to make assumptions. I was on the phone with Zach and he was asking me how to kill a zombie on our new x-box game. That’s what you overheard that night.”