Episode 22

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When I was 18 years old, I said to the then 22 years old Eliyas:

_" I don't believe there's something such as selfless love in the world.. We are all selfish, either we want to be loved by others without loving them back, or we want as much love from others as we give them.. We always want to be in the receiving end, This is how the world works, take us for example.. If I say that I don't love you not even a single bit, would you still insist on wasting your feelings on me knowing that you'll never receive anything in return?"

At that age, I was in my last year in high school, and I wasn't in my best mental shape.

I used to be a top student in middle school.. But starting from the day my mother abandoned me .. I abandoned everything else in my life after her departure: my friends, my dreams, my studies.

I felt like everything was pointless.. And that people were frauds.
I moved from being the first student in the class to hanging just above the average, what saved my barely surviving grades was my exceptional talent in learning languages.. I didn't even need to pay attention while in classes for me to write my essays with total ease during exams, so it was natural that I chose the literature branch for the continuation of my dying highschool journey despite having O interest in literature either.

Besides my degrading life, I was quite rebellious myself at the time, I had no one to correct my attitude: my father was dead, my mother only god knew where she disappeared to, and my grandmother only made sure I slept under her house's roof every night.. The rest was my business.

So yes, I hardly put my head on a rug to pray to Allah at that time, I wore extravagant clothes, had a weird hair cut: I did it myself.. It was short, spiky, and my whole face was covered with edgy bangs, I didn't put make up because I just hated makeup, but I had a thousand bracelets from the end of my wrists up almost to my elbows, and my fingers were always painted in black.

For some unreasonable reason I thought U looked cool, and the trashy new friends I thought of as friends gave me this impression as well.

I had a boyfriend who I never actually liked at the time, he was simply the first guy to ever ask me out so I just accepted him, His name was Samir.. Actually he was pretty much the only decent person in my life at the time, he tried to advise me against whatever rebellous phase I was drowning through and to act sanely, to focus on the coming baccalaureate exams (national college entrance exams) and stop shutting the whole world out.. with time I figured out he was not just playing around with me the way I did with him and that he genuinely liked me, so I did what I honestly thought was better for him, I dumped him.
Well, Samir didn't exactly accept that happily.

That was when Mr Eliyas walks into my life again..

back then he was frequently sent by his father mr buelguassem filladi to check on my grandmother and to send her expensive deliveries that consisted of money, food, and clothes. Usually when he visits he'd spend few days at our house since D city was 6 hours away from our hometown and it was rather inconvenient to double cross that distance in one day.. I still wonder until this very day why he never thought of coming in a plane.

Anyways, I was in the middle of my breakup process when I walked inside the house oneday and found Eliyas sitting in the guests room with grandmother, he looked very surprised seeing the way I looked the moment his eyes fell on me, it took him long awkward moments before he finally asked:

_" how are you doing Noursine?"

_"good" I replied indifferently ..
then I went straight to my room ignoring him and my grandmother who immediately started scolding me for being improper.

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