~ Chapter Nineteen ~

Chapter 19

Nouf's P.O.V

For the next few days, Turki was acting.... not himself. He was always on edge and always blanking out, when I complimented him he always got serious and asked me why I thought that. I've spoken to Faisal about it and Faisal insists that he doesn't know what's going on with him. But they're all really bad actors if you ask me. I know that something is going on... and it's bad. REALLY bad I mean.

Turki's P.O.V

'ARE YOU CRAZY?!' Faisal yelled.

'SHHH!' I yelled in a whisper.

Faisal looked round before he turned to me again. 'ARE YOU CRAZY?!' He whispered.

'Maybe so. But it's for the best.' I tried my best to keep him quiet, I don't want Nouf to hear.

'And what about Nouf aye?'

'She'll be fine-'

'Do you really think so Turki? Just think for a second... how would she react knowing that you-'

'Alright!' I stopped him before he continued. 'I get it. She won't take it well.'

'Turki... why are you doing this?' He asked calmly.

So I explained to him the reason why I'm doing this, I told him my plan and everything. It's hard enough to even think about this, let alone do this. But I have to. I just have to.

By the end of the explaining and what not, Faisal shook his head. 'What happens to the gang? What about me?'

'I'll tell you all of the details later, I hear Nouf coming.' I rushed the whisper.

Faisal looked confused. 'But what if-'

'Hey guys.' Nouf peered in the doorway.

'Oh hey baby.' I said nervously.

'Turki... can I talk to you please?' She asked nicely.

I nodded. 'Sure thing doll.' I walked out the room with her and we walked into my room. 'So what's up?' My voice was shaky. Surely she couldn't have heard.

'What's up with you lately?' She asked in a worried tone.

I froze. Do I tell her the truth or? 'What do you mean?'

'Don't play dumb with me Turki, you've been acting strange since 3eed.'

I sighed. 'You wouldn't like the real reason.'

'You can tell me anything.' She reassured me whilst rubbing my arm.

'Okay.' I took a deep breath. 'I've never really had a real girl-friend before and I'm really not used to all this lovey-dovey stuff.' I rushed.

She let out a small chuckle.

'It's not funny.' I frowned.

'You don't need to impress me or anything. I want to know the REAL you, not Turki Al Fulany, the bomber.'

I tensed up at that phrase “Turki Al Fulany – the bomber.” Is that what people see me as? Just a bomber? Don't they see me as the troubled guy who has been through so much trouble and heartbreak in their life that they might actually feel a bit sorry for him? Of course not, because all the stupid cops care about is the law; they don't care about someone's personal life. They only care about what they've done, not what they've been through.

'Turki?' I broke away from my thought bubble as I saw Nouf waving her hand in front of my face.

I shook my head. 'Yeah?'

'See. You always blank out and I don't know why.' She pouted. How cute.

'Just er–flashbacks that's all, yeah flashbacks.' I was trying to pick the right words.

'Why don't you just open up to me?' She asked frustrated.

I closed my eyes tightly, wishing for this all to be a dream 'I can't open up to you.'

'WHY?!' Woah, mood swings have changed. She must be on her period or something.

'BECAUSE!' I yelled back.

'BECAUSE WHAT?!'

'I JUST CAN'T TELL YOU!' I got up in frustration and left the room, leaving her stunned from my sudden outburst.

Nouf's P.O.V

As he left the room my mind was racing everywhere, I made him mad, I caused him to have that little outburst... I did all of that. Questions soon filled my head. Why can't Turki open up to me? Why is he keeping secrets? What secrets is he keeping? Why is Faisal lying too? Why is Turki acting all strange lately? These are the questions that haunt me.

I slowly walked out the room with tears in my eyes and I shuffled down the stairs to find Turki sitting on the couch,  his eyes were glued to the screen as he was watching Family Guy and his breathing was very deep; like he was trying to calm himself down.

I walked up to the couch and took a seat next to him. 'I'm sorry.' I whispered.

He just shook his head.

'Is that a shaking of the head because you decline my apology or a shaking of the head because you're fed up.' I asked confused.

'Fed up.' He mumbled.

'Why?' I asked softly, trying not to press any buttons that might make him blow up again.

He let out a deep sigh and ran his hand through his hair. 'You just don't understand.'

'Then make me understand.'

'I can't... it's to painful.'

Oh. Bad memories. Painful memories... his past, his childhood... everything. Now I just feel really bad for getting mad at him. I rested my head on his shoulder, he tensed up but then soon relaxed. 'Turki, I know we've been through a lot, but I'm glad to say that we're finally together now.' I whispered happily.

Turki's P.O.V

'Me too.' I mumbled. 'Me too.'

So what happens now you ask? My plan is about to take place, that's what's gonna happen.

So this is chapter 19, hope you liked it, ohh and I'll post the finale of "I fell in love with a criminal" tomorrow, enjoy :*

- A Writer