~ Chapter Nine ~

Chapter 9

As soon as we got to the house, Turki pulled me by my arm and kept a tight grip on me whilst we walked up to the door. ‘You don’t trust me?’ I asked innocently whilst adding a fake gasp.

‘No.’ He answered sharply back.

‘No need to be so blunt.’ I muttered.

He tightened his grip on me. ‘Shut up.’ He spat.

‘OW!’ I yelped out in pain. ‘STOP HURTING ME!’

‘Turki.’ Faisal said in a warning voice whilst unlocking the door.

He let go of my arm and I inspected the large red mark on my arm. I rubbed it softly and glared at Turki. ‘Why are you so mean to me?’

‘Because you need sorting out.’ He said back as we walked in.

‘I’m fine the way I am… if you don’t want me around, just let me go.’

Turki let out a sharp laugh and then suddenly stopped and went serious. ‘Yeah, like we would do that. Let you rat us out.’

‘But I wouldn’t do that.’ I insisted. ‘You can even monitor me and I wouldn’t tell a soul!’

‘We don’t wanna waste our time monitoring someone that isn’t worth it.’ He spat.

Okay. I’m not gonna lie, that hurt… only because I’m a vulnerable and I can’t handle insults. Tears filled my eyes but I bit my tongue so they wouldn’t fall. ‘So then just let me go.’ I said after a short period of silence.

‘NO!’ He suddenly yelled which startled me. ‘WHY DON’T YOU JUST LISTEN?!’

‘I-I’m sorry.’ I mumbled as Turki came closer to me.

‘Why don’t you just use your ears for once?’ He said in a much softer tone.

‘I-I don’t know.’ I said still scared.

‘Don’t be scared.’ He chucked slightly. NLKEHLELLKJNHJFLKEH THAT LAUGH. DEAD. ‘I’m not gonna hurt you.’ He came right close to me so that we were just inches away from each other.

‘I-I’m tired. I-I wanna go to bed.’ I stuttered as I backed up slightly, hitting a wall. Oh the joy. Stupid wall. Go die wall.

‘No, don’t leave.’ He whispered as he was now centimetres away from my face. His warm breath hitting my skin, making me shiver. Good or bad shivers? I don’t know. Probably both.

‘I’m tired.’ I said again, this time with a bit more confidence.

‘Oh come on,’ he said, barely above a whisper. ‘Don’t ruin the fun.’  that sentence... It held one memory that made me cry the second Turki said it , the day before I was kidnapped ..

"no no no don't cry "  His lips kissed my cheek and then he pulled them away fast, my eyes were focused , but I felt his lips pressed against my cheeks again but this time roughly but soon became soft. He hugged me and kissed my forehead trying to calm me down it felt magical hugging him… yet wrong. It felt so right but I knew it was so bad for me to hug him. .  I’m hugging my kidnapper. who has taken my whole life away from me. So why am I doing this? I don’t know. But it felt amazing. I mean–

‘Turki! Tonight Nouf will– Ohh.’ Turki pulled away from the hug when he heard the voice of Faisal.

‘Errr…’ Turki said awkwardly whilst scratching the back of his neck.

Faisal raised one eyebrow. ‘I was gonna say that Nouf has to sleep in Faisal’s room tonight… but er… I’m gonna make her sleep in my room.’ EWWW dirty minded little freak !

‘Nouf was err crying and I was comforting her.’ Turki said quickly.

‘And that’s why you were hugging  plus you were this close to kissing her?’ Faisal smirked slightly.

‘I didn’t get to that yet, since you interrupted .’ Turki scowled.

‘Turki!!’ I whined but then quickly coughed and said ‘I mean Sir.’

'That's it!' Faisal yelled. 'I'm getting the wall fixed as soon as possible and then you'll be in there all day!'

'But I'm part of the gang!' I said getting annoyed, I thought we were making progress.

'I don't care! You're a prisoner from now on in this house and that's FINAL.' After saying that, he marched out.

I huffed and sat down on the couch. 'Why do bad things always happen to me?' I muttered to myself.

'You're like a magnet.' I heard Turki snicker.

I shot him a glare. 'Why did you hug me?'

He shrugged. 'I'm a player. .'

'Well don't be!' I yelled which made him jump a little.

'I can do what I like!' He yelled back which was my time to jump.

'It's not nice leading people on!' I argued.

'And you think I'm a nice person?' He laughed slightly.

'Maybe you should change.' I muttered.

Then he stopped laughing and came to the couch that I was sitting on, he kneeled down to my height and got close to my face. 'I don't change for ANYONE. You hear me?' He said in a stern and firm voice.

Although I was filled with terror, I tried my best to act cool on the outside so I just smirked slightly. 'I bet I can get you to change.'

'You go and do that then.' He said and then walked out the living room.

I'm gonna try and get THE Turki Al Fulany to change... 

So this is chapter 9 hope you liked it , I'm not sure if this chapter is ummm appropriate but I thought I'd add a little bit of extraordinary touches rather than a normal Saudi love story , any ways tell me if you like it this way or not , enjoy :*

- A Writer