“So…What should I do?”
“See… I told you…” she spoke to her child and smiled.
She didn’t give me attention, “Lady! I’m talking to…”
“And I’m speaking with my son here, at least show me some respect.” The crazy mom’s accent changed to be offensive.
“Listen to me carefully, I’m going to do what you said to me, but if you keep up with this manner, I swear of god I will…”
“What? You will do what? Dumped me…? Leave me…? Do it…! And show us who you really are; The Arrogant Rich Prince…!”
She succeeded in making me angry; I never thought that I would lift my hand on a lady, that’s time was different as she touched a sensitive nerve, I couldn’t control my anger, especially when she told me that I inherited those characteristics from my dead father.
I walked to her while she was laying on the bed and tried to slap her; I lifted my hand and I was about to do it, after that, I woke up in Jake’s arms.
I had a terrible headache, a pain in my neck and I felt so sick, all that I could remember was Sara’s sharp eyes.
I asked Jake “What happened?”
“It looks like the mother here, is not just a mother, she is a fighter.”
“A fighter! What do you mean?”
Sara began talking in confidence while doing a massage to her injured leg, “the temple is located on the side of the face between the hair border and the eyebrows at eye level. If you target the temple precisely, it will cause the brain to concuss violently against the skull, causing fainting.”
“Oh! She is also a doctor…” Jake showed his admiration.
I whispered in Jake’s ears “Bro, I don’t have to remind you that you are my bodyguard, so act like that…”
“And you… Why you did that?” I put the ice on my neck which was so harmed.
“Did you ask that question…seriously?”
And she looked at her son “Can you believe this guy?”
“You were going to slap me! It was self-defense…” she raised her voice in anger.
“Well... I’m no violent man but you pushed me to…” I tried to explain my situation.
“Ok, next time, I will take off your head.”
We kept silent for five minutes or more; Jake was on his phone, Sara doing massage to herself, I was still trying to wake up because of the hit.
-I can’t say that I didn’t like Sara; she was different than other women who try to show their femininity. Everyone has his taste and how she knocked me out made me like her more. No Judgment!-
“So, you didn’t tell me what to do?” I asked her.
“Are you still going to help me?”
“Yeah, I told you that…” I answered.
Weirdly she said like she was surprised, “Okay… For now, I’m in the hospital, in the evening I will call you and we talk.”
“Ok… so what is your number?” I asked her.
“Oh! No sorry, I have a boyfriend.” She answered me sarcastically with a funny accent.
“Lady, I’m not joking.”
“Why are you so serious…?”
She kept going, “...I don’t have to tell you, I have Jake’s number, I will call him and he will call you.”
I was wondering how she could be so funny, angry, arrogant, modest, sad, happy, calm, and scary all at once. The more I spent time with her the more I liked to know her.
As trying to hide my curiosity, “Alright…Goodbye!” I stood up and exited the room.
Jake followed me and gave me a hat and black glasses to hide my face with, “Well…” he said as walking beside me.
“Well, what?”
“You know what I’m talking about,”
I wasn’t ready to give my opinion about Sara, “Yeah, yeah…I know what you are talking about.”
He noticed that I was in a tough position, “Man! Whatever it is, you know I got your back,”
-I was lucky to have Jake around, because finding someone who gets you, loves you, understands you, protects you, and never lets you down is something we must be thankful for it.-
Jake to me was a brother. And believe me! I’m not a social person or the kind of man who makes friends; I didn’t make trust Jake until after many experiences and tests that showed his true essence.
My tough position was that I never opened my heart to a person before, and finding Sara was scary for me as she might be the key to open the closed door in my heart, and Jake was able to see me scared of that; to me, it was a new thing.
“What do you think…?” I asked him, to see what he was thinking.
He wondered, “Me…?” I nodded in agreement.
“It depends…”
“On what?”
“On your heart man, I can’t say anything…”
I understood what he was talking about; feelings can’t be shared with people especially love.
-See…the feelings are blessing from God to us, this small organ is the most important for the reason that heart can kill you or revive you in two ways:
Literally; and all of us know it is the organ that pumps the blood to all the body, if it stops we will die.
Metaphorical; there is Arabic poetry that says: sometimes love kills.-
Jake continued his speech “… But, I’m just saying, I never meted a woman like her my entire life.”
In order to find the love of my life, I needed to not just use my heart, since it would not be sufficient I had to use my brain too, hearing those words from Jake’s mouth relieved me and made me smile since I Knew that my mind was doing a good job.
I said “What a day…!” we exited the hospital.
“Yes indeed,”
“Bring us a car and phone Tina, tell her that I want chicken soup for the dinner...” I closed my suit waiting for the car to come.
“…Oh, I remembered, the Rolls-Royce is situated in front of Josh’s school, it is 30 minutes far away…I hope they didn’t steal it.”
“I’m on the way boss!” Jake immediately, ordered one of my cars and began to do his calls.
Suddenly, I heard “The Handsome Prince!” I turned my head to see a little girl standing behind me; it scared me to death and brought bad memories.
What a coincidence, she was the same girl who kicked me between my legs, earlier.
I was horrified, “Jake…Jake…” I called Jake with a low voice.
“Yes, boss!”
“Shush! Take the girl away!” I didn’t want to look at her.
“What girl?” he asked.
I took a look to see if she was still there, but I didn’t find it so I sighed.
“The Handsome Prince!” all of sudden she said my name again however, this time I found her in front of me.
I jumped backward and started shouting “This girl! This girl! Put her away!”
Jake didn’t understand anything but he stood between me and her “Man! She is a little girl!”
In a panic, I shouted again, “Yes! I know! Just, get her away from me!”
He took her away and came back to me in surprise for what I did, “Dude! What was that?” I didn’t respond, “… She's just a baby girl”
I answered, “Well you don’t know what baby girls can do to your balls…”
He asked, “What did you say?”I answered, “No, it’s nothing…Um, where is the car?”An orange taxi car appeared in the turn next to the hotel, “Here it is…”Jake said.“Ok then, see you…” when the taxi car stopped I got in it, and before I closed the door the little girl came back again to tell me “How could the Handsome Prince ride in a taxi, you are a cheater…” she ran into me to hit me; I didn’t control myself as I remembered all the pain she caused before, so I screamed, but Jake hold her until I closed the car’s door.“Go, go…” I spoke with the driver.He started the engine and went, “where to? Sir,” he asked.“To the Capital Street, please.”“Man, I don’t mean to offend, but that’s street is not built for people like you and me…”“What do you mean?&rd
The call he did was to send a message, and the interpretation I could get to it was; the message splits into two parts;-Superficial meaning; it said that I work in silence and don’t show to people or anyone that I’m doing a good thing.-Deep meaning; and it is not hundred percent true, but it made me worry too much because I began thinking that one of the closest people to me is not like he pretends.-As I was walking in the middle of the street heading to my house, -or should I call it my castle; it was so big,- looking at the Capital’s roads and houses; and wondering how they look so peaceful from the outside, and all the happiness is drawn on all the faces of the families there, I started talking to myself “How they can be happy? How they can live happily despite all the hurt and the damages they caused to others? Does one of them have any drop of consciousness, and aren’t they feeling guilty?”Too many accusations, and for
“Sweetie!” with her radiant face and her shiny smile, Tina; the principal maid; responsible for all castle's workers always knows how to cheer me up. I never treated her like a maid because she never treated me like a stranger. I was like her grandson. I hugged her back, “Hey! Tina…! How are you doing?” “I' am fine, get in…” she welcomed—though it was my house, all of us in the castle felt like Tina was the owner, and everyone used to listen to her, even me and Jake. And she was fighting me many times when she sees me acting bad or doing inappropriate in order to be a good man, or once I exited the house and the atmosphere is cold, she used to run to me and gave me a coat and insisted on wearing it even if I didn’t want. -I remember once, at three and before my mom passed away, I got sick while mom was working in the lab; she stayed all night awake, taking care of me, however, that wasn’t all. One moment that night, I hardly opened my eyes to fi
“You have a plan?” I whispered. “Yes, but it needs to be done as soon as possible.” He said. “Ok, but what is the goal of this plan?” “My mom needs the help, but she will not accept it… The only thing to change her mind is…” The features of his face transformed to sadness as he continued, “… Is to be fired from her job.” I said, “Fire her…!” he surprised me. He answered, “Yes, that’s the only way…” “And then, what?” “Then, you leave it to me, but you need to help her as you said.” I didn’t like the idea, “ok, let us supposed that she got fired, and I helped her, what will happen when her leg healed?” “It depends on you; if you are ready to help her and take the responsibility, let’s do the plan, otherwise, just leave it…” I thought for a while and talked to myself, “Okay… If I helped her, I need to take responsibility, I want to, but I don’t know if I’m ready to take the risks and relate myself,
“Is she…?” I wanted to confirm.He looked bummed, “Yes, she is… “Tina was wondering, “who is Beatrice…?” loudly.I said, “A gold-digger!” and he said, “A model!” at the same time.After, we stared at each other for a moment.-Beatrice Markova; a gold-digger, works as a model. She is not famous a lot, however, she’s drop-dead gorgeous; she almost got me in her trap with her magic; it’s a long story, but I knew she did what she did because of my money.-“Bro, don’t say that!” he warned me, using his finger.I laughed, “Don’t pretend you care!”“I do care. She is my future wife!” he shouted.I couldn’t hide my rage also, “Future wife! Don’t crack me up, she is a gold-digger.”“No, she is not!” he stood up and hit the chair on the ground.I tried to calm him
I noticed what I was going to say. I spoke to myself, “What the heck! What am I doing?” “I’m in a lot of problems.” I felt idiotic. “Oh! And what I’m supposed to do, you’re a billionaire, solve it!” she yelled. “M… My bad,” I mumbled. She moved back to the hospital. I began thinking that it was such a bad idea, coming to a woman I barely know her full name. Maybe Jake was right; I was not thinking clearly. I rode the car in desperation and sorrow. Brandon came over and sat beside me. In a regretting move, I put my head on the wheel, looking down and wishing that I didn’t come here. “Hmm… Are you okay, boss?” Brandon in a faint tone. After a few seconds, “What do you think?” I responded. As smiling, he said, “I think she is gorgeous.” “No dummy, what do you think about me, not her… ” he looked stupid. “I… I think you are gorgeous too… ” Brandon got embarrassed since he was a blond, his cheeks turn
I went to the car while trying my best to hide the jubilant features on my face, but what can I say; I am not that guy. I kept my eyes down and got in the car. The moment I lift my head, Brandon was smiling and looking weirdly. “What?” I asked because he confused me. He passed his hands and tried to tickle me. “Mission passed… Mr. Romeo.” “Man, I’m still your boss.” It was an embarrassing situation. The words I said made Brandon transformed into seriousness mode. He started the engine, put his hands on the wheel, and prepared. -It gave me a feeling like he was forced to work as a bodyguard because his personality belong to a pizza delivery man or a sales agent.- “Can I ask you a question?” “Yes sir,” He answered. While trying to dry my jacket, I asked, “Do you have a family?” “Yes sir.” “I told you before, don't to call me sir! Okay.” “Okay… ” He looked sad. “It’s all right, and w
-I knew it.-I put on my seatbelt and said, “I think you have chosen the right dream.”“Thank you… Joan.”“Okay, let’s go home.”“Um… I… My shift is done an hour ago.”“Oh, why you didn’t tell me?” he surprised me“You needed me, so…”He made me feel terrible; he was taking the humiliation in non-working hours; I didn’t think that an apology would solve the problem.“Where do you wanna go?”“I gotta and buy some stuff for my family.”“What stuff…? I’m sorry for sticking my nose, you don’t need to answer.”“No, don’t worry about it, but I dunno actually, maybe some vegetables and fruits.”“I can take you,” I said in confidence.“No, no, you don’t have to.”“Nope, w
-I knew it.-I put on my seatbelt and said, “I think you have chosen the right dream.”“Thank you… Joan.”“Okay, let’s go home.”“Um… I… My shift is done an hour ago.”“Oh, why you didn’t tell me?” he surprised me“You needed me, so…”He made me feel terrible; he was taking the humiliation in non-working hours; I didn’t think that an apology would solve the problem.“Where do you wanna go?”“I gotta and buy some stuff for my family.”“What stuff…? I’m sorry for sticking my nose, you don’t need to answer.”“No, don’t worry about it, but I dunno actually, maybe some vegetables and fruits.”“I can take you,” I said in confidence.“No, no, you don’t have to.”“Nope, w
I went to the car while trying my best to hide the jubilant features on my face, but what can I say; I am not that guy. I kept my eyes down and got in the car. The moment I lift my head, Brandon was smiling and looking weirdly. “What?” I asked because he confused me. He passed his hands and tried to tickle me. “Mission passed… Mr. Romeo.” “Man, I’m still your boss.” It was an embarrassing situation. The words I said made Brandon transformed into seriousness mode. He started the engine, put his hands on the wheel, and prepared. -It gave me a feeling like he was forced to work as a bodyguard because his personality belong to a pizza delivery man or a sales agent.- “Can I ask you a question?” “Yes sir,” He answered. While trying to dry my jacket, I asked, “Do you have a family?” “Yes sir.” “I told you before, don't to call me sir! Okay.” “Okay… ” He looked sad. “It’s all right, and w
I noticed what I was going to say. I spoke to myself, “What the heck! What am I doing?” “I’m in a lot of problems.” I felt idiotic. “Oh! And what I’m supposed to do, you’re a billionaire, solve it!” she yelled. “M… My bad,” I mumbled. She moved back to the hospital. I began thinking that it was such a bad idea, coming to a woman I barely know her full name. Maybe Jake was right; I was not thinking clearly. I rode the car in desperation and sorrow. Brandon came over and sat beside me. In a regretting move, I put my head on the wheel, looking down and wishing that I didn’t come here. “Hmm… Are you okay, boss?” Brandon in a faint tone. After a few seconds, “What do you think?” I responded. As smiling, he said, “I think she is gorgeous.” “No dummy, what do you think about me, not her… ” he looked stupid. “I… I think you are gorgeous too… ” Brandon got embarrassed since he was a blond, his cheeks turn
“Is she…?” I wanted to confirm.He looked bummed, “Yes, she is… “Tina was wondering, “who is Beatrice…?” loudly.I said, “A gold-digger!” and he said, “A model!” at the same time.After, we stared at each other for a moment.-Beatrice Markova; a gold-digger, works as a model. She is not famous a lot, however, she’s drop-dead gorgeous; she almost got me in her trap with her magic; it’s a long story, but I knew she did what she did because of my money.-“Bro, don’t say that!” he warned me, using his finger.I laughed, “Don’t pretend you care!”“I do care. She is my future wife!” he shouted.I couldn’t hide my rage also, “Future wife! Don’t crack me up, she is a gold-digger.”“No, she is not!” he stood up and hit the chair on the ground.I tried to calm him
“You have a plan?” I whispered. “Yes, but it needs to be done as soon as possible.” He said. “Ok, but what is the goal of this plan?” “My mom needs the help, but she will not accept it… The only thing to change her mind is…” The features of his face transformed to sadness as he continued, “… Is to be fired from her job.” I said, “Fire her…!” he surprised me. He answered, “Yes, that’s the only way…” “And then, what?” “Then, you leave it to me, but you need to help her as you said.” I didn’t like the idea, “ok, let us supposed that she got fired, and I helped her, what will happen when her leg healed?” “It depends on you; if you are ready to help her and take the responsibility, let’s do the plan, otherwise, just leave it…” I thought for a while and talked to myself, “Okay… If I helped her, I need to take responsibility, I want to, but I don’t know if I’m ready to take the risks and relate myself,
“Sweetie!” with her radiant face and her shiny smile, Tina; the principal maid; responsible for all castle's workers always knows how to cheer me up. I never treated her like a maid because she never treated me like a stranger. I was like her grandson. I hugged her back, “Hey! Tina…! How are you doing?” “I' am fine, get in…” she welcomed—though it was my house, all of us in the castle felt like Tina was the owner, and everyone used to listen to her, even me and Jake. And she was fighting me many times when she sees me acting bad or doing inappropriate in order to be a good man, or once I exited the house and the atmosphere is cold, she used to run to me and gave me a coat and insisted on wearing it even if I didn’t want. -I remember once, at three and before my mom passed away, I got sick while mom was working in the lab; she stayed all night awake, taking care of me, however, that wasn’t all. One moment that night, I hardly opened my eyes to fi
The call he did was to send a message, and the interpretation I could get to it was; the message splits into two parts;-Superficial meaning; it said that I work in silence and don’t show to people or anyone that I’m doing a good thing.-Deep meaning; and it is not hundred percent true, but it made me worry too much because I began thinking that one of the closest people to me is not like he pretends.-As I was walking in the middle of the street heading to my house, -or should I call it my castle; it was so big,- looking at the Capital’s roads and houses; and wondering how they look so peaceful from the outside, and all the happiness is drawn on all the faces of the families there, I started talking to myself “How they can be happy? How they can live happily despite all the hurt and the damages they caused to others? Does one of them have any drop of consciousness, and aren’t they feeling guilty?”Too many accusations, and for
He asked, “What did you say?”I answered, “No, it’s nothing…Um, where is the car?”An orange taxi car appeared in the turn next to the hotel, “Here it is…”Jake said.“Ok then, see you…” when the taxi car stopped I got in it, and before I closed the door the little girl came back again to tell me “How could the Handsome Prince ride in a taxi, you are a cheater…” she ran into me to hit me; I didn’t control myself as I remembered all the pain she caused before, so I screamed, but Jake hold her until I closed the car’s door.“Go, go…” I spoke with the driver.He started the engine and went, “where to? Sir,” he asked.“To the Capital Street, please.”“Man, I don’t mean to offend, but that’s street is not built for people like you and me…”“What do you mean?&rd
“So…What should I do?” “See… I told you…” she spoke to her child and smiled. She didn’t give me attention, “Lady! I’m talking to…” “And I’m speaking with my son here, at least show me some respect.” The crazy mom’s accent changed to be offensive. “Listen to me carefully, I’m going to do what you said to me, but if you keep up with this manner, I swear of god I will…” “What? You will do what? Dumped me…? Leave me…? Do it…! And show us who you really are; The Arrogant Rich Prince…!” She succeeded in making me angry; I never thought that I would lift my hand on a lady, that’s time was different as she touched a sensitive nerve, I couldn’t control my anger, especially when she told me that I inherited those characteristics from my dead father. I walked to her while she was laying on the bed and tried to slap her; I lifted my hand and I was about to do it, after that, I woke up in Jake’s arms. I had a terrible headache, a pa