Tuesday, February 19, 2008

The Restaurant (Short Stories)



The Restaurant
At The End Of The Universe

(Short Stories Based on True Events)

(10.November.2005)


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As my leg first stepped in that restaurant I felt it, I knew it, that I won't get out from here, unless with me, hundred stories to tell.

Table One:

He. Looking in her eyes, trying to realize, trying to understand, trying to believe that all of this is real, that all of this is not a nightmare, it’s a fact, happening right now.
She. Playing with her hair, trying to escape from this boring and silly situation, thinking of how cute is Hossam, that awesome guy she met last week, and how nice and rich he is, besides his sports car, she is just in love with convertible tops.

He: do you mean its no use of my words?
She: try to forget and live with that fact.

He. Remembering how they reached that far, memories begin to hit his mind, like million of racing cars running and racing in his head.
3 years ago, fuck, I didn’t notice, they gone too fast, I feel its like from 2 weeks, damn time. He whispered in his mind.
I can see it, that scene of us, I remember, I remember.
The day was 10 August 2002, I still remember.
I see it all clear now.

He: I can't lie to you.
She: what do you mean?
He: believe me it’s the best for us.
She: I can't understand you.
He: baby we cant be together anymore, I can't be the hero of your movie.
She: is this for real?
He: I tried, I swear, I tried so hard, so hard that it hurts me, right now.
She: stop it please, you are killing me.
He: its over for us, I don’t feel that I love you anymore.
You pushed me away with your acts, you know how to make me go mad, and I told you million and million times before, but it seems you weren’t listening me at all.
She: no please, don’t leave me, I swear I will change, just give me a chance and you will see, I can do anything for you, just don’t leave me and go.
He: I cant, I say I don’t love you anymore; I don’t want hurt you more than that, please understand.
She: do you mean its no use of my words?
He: try to forget and live with that fact.

Oh shit, it's for real, it's for real.
I can't believe it, the same words, the same situation, but the characters swapped, she took my role, and I took hers.

He: do you mean it's impossible? Does this mean that my eyes don’t affect on you anymore?
She: please don’t continue.
He: can I ask you for a last request?
She: go ahead.
He: can I cry between your arms just for a little while.
He: what hurts me like hell fire, and give pain all the time striking my heart, body, and soul, is not because you are telling me we can't be together anymore, what really make me suffer, is that all what used to be between us, will be between you and somebody else, not me.
She: big boys don’t cry.

She. Stood up, opened her hand case, small black one, with read hand made draw of a broken heart. She took some money and dropped them on the table, and left.

Table Two:

They. Two girls at the last years of twenties. She1 blonde, long hair, white face, small lips and a sharp chin.
She2 brunette, curly wavy long hair, brown with light streaks. A cute face with thick lips and a pointed nose.

She1: release your mind, set your soul free, don’t think about bullshit anymore, live for your self, live your nights.
She2: am trying. But it's hard.
She1: forget who forgets you, which is not what you wish for; no matter how much your heart tell you that he is the only real love, and that he is the absolute joy.
She2: I gave him my life, but he didn’t care.
She1: don’t ever go back to his arms. Be strong. Hide his love and never show it again. Those years are lost and they won't ever come back. Whatever you tried, no matter how much you have been to pain. Why you want to go back and suffer, why do you want to continue a love with no start from the beginning? Why do you want to be in pain? A pain with no end.
And enough of heartache, tomorrow days will fly away, and one day you will sit down and remember with smile on your face, wondering how you done this. How silly.

She2. Closing her eyes slowly, like she is pulling all the memories back, she can see his face smiling in his magical way, his acts, and his way of living, everything about him.

He stole my soul; he took it with him when he kissed for the first time. My lips on his.
What can be more delicious than this? His whispers in my ears. His finger tips cuddle mine, walking in the street beside him feeling all the secure in this world. He is my hero. But now he is away, he is so mean to leave me like this, why didn’t he felt me?
She thought.

She1: honey or sugar?

Table Three:

She. Is the only one I truly loved, from the bottom of my heart. I never doubt about her. I never felt anyone like how I felt her; I thought she is mine, when she was for everybody.
I didn’t understand her from the beginning. The blame is not for her, it's my fault, its me who must be blamed. Shame on me for believing her eyes.

He smiled a sad smile. He took a sip from his glass of coffee. Pulled out a cigarette from his pack. He took a deep breath of the cigarette. Rubbed his forehead.
His eyes fell on a couple. They looked so sweet in his eyes, the way they look to each other and laugh, living the real moment which take their breath away.

I loved you like no one. He whispered, imagining as if she is sitting with him.
I remember those nights, when you were sleeping between my arms, taking my breath away, with every breath you take. Looking to you, watching you all the time has more pleasure than any pleasure can be. The way you made me feel about my self, the way I used to be. Those best days of my life. The glory nights as Scorpions sing.

What hurts me so much, the thought of me loving you while you don’t have any feeling for me, what kills me every night, the memory of you cheating me, when you used to be between my arms making me believe that you are my queen, and I am your king.

But alas, the kingdom was fake, walls of illusions used to make me live blind, believing in a fairy tale.
All I have now is an empty room, echo felling the place, fading in and out, making me going crazy.

I can't take it any more, I can't.

Love is life. I used to read in love poems. Love can mend your life, but it also can break your heart.

I like winter, the gray color, you took the colors from my life when you went away. I still smell your fragrance on my skin. I wish I can scream all that out. It's just tears and rain.

How I wish I could forget, save my soul, from drowning. In the black ocean of hate, pain and anger.
Why?

Table Four:

He. Holding her hands in a gentle way. Looking in her eyes, with a look filled of care and kindness.

He: you are beautiful.

She. Looking in his eyes, playing with her fingers between his fingers. Trying to hide how blushed and shy she is. You can tell that she is in deep love with him as soon as your eyes fell on her.

She: you make me beautiful.
He: I have good news.
She: please.
He: I finished my papers. I now have to collect the money of the ticket.
She: you still decided on leaving.
He: it's for our future.
She: I am trying to believe this but when I think of how much I will miss I say it can't ever be for our future.
He: you know that life is not fair, it don't give us all what we need. We have to go on our way and fight. Being what we want or die trying.
She: I understand.
He: I want to make you a wedding night, like no night ever has been, or will be again. I want to see you in this white dress. With white flowers in your hands, telling the whole world that from this night you are totally mine, in front of GOD, people and the whole universe.
She: I want to be the mother of your childrens. I want to have something yours growing inside me.
He: we will live in happiness ever after as they say in fairy tales.
She: I love you.
He: I want to go tomorrow to the embassy, I need to finish somethings as fast as I can. I fear there is no time.
She: do you want me to wake you up early?
He: yeah call me at 7.
She: where you gonna stay when you reach there?
He: I don’t know yet, all what am gonna do is to go direct to Osama and he will take care of everything else.
She: 3 calls a day, one at the morning as soon as you wake up, two when you take your lunch, three at night so the last voice I hear is yours before I go to sleep, to make my dreams more beautiful.
He: I won't forget.
She: don’t look to any girls there. Respect me. As I respect you.
He: I can't see anyone except you, can anyone taste something sour after he been eating cream de la cream.
She: your beautiful words make me lose my mind. I am going to miss them so much.
He: I will write you a letter every day. 365 a year.
She: take care of your health. Don’t catch cold there, cause cold makes you suffer baby. I know.
He: I don’t know who will take care of me after you been taking all the care of me.
She: save money baby and don’t waste it on presents and that stuff. We need to marry.
He: I will live with the least as I can. I am on a mission. I know.
She: is there are places you can hang out there?
He: yeah. I think so. I used to hear that 5 miles west of the city lies one of the biggest entertainment clubs in the world.
She: have fun baby but don’t get too much fun that can spoil you.
He: don’t you trust me?
She: I trust you on my life.
He: tonight my mom will get me half of the money.
She: I can get you some by tomorrow.
He: no way. You know me.
She: baby we are one. Don’t say this. Don’t make me sad.
He: you know me. Please don’t make me go mad.
She: I just want to help as much as I can. If I didn’t do all my best for you, then to whom I shall do?
He: your existence in my life is the best help I got in my life.
She: you go and be sure that there is a lonely heart waiting for you with all its might.
He: and you be sure that the other part of this heart is going to make it and come back to you with what we always dreamed of.
She: goodbye beautiful days, and welcome lonely nights.
He: lonely nights, I gotta fight for you.
She: I am going to kiss you goodnight every night.
He: don’t ever leave me, I am down on my knees asking you.
She: who can leave the love of her life. Unless she is dead.
He: may god give you health and long life, so we grow old togther. Laughing at each others body.
He: waiter!, check please.

Table Five:

He. Preparing to tell her that he is going to dump her. In a polite way. He wants to gain her as sister instead of losing her as a lover.
She. Is totally break out. Nervous, angry. A complex mix of feelings, hate and passion.

He: am sorry...
She: don’t be.
He: I just want to tell you…
She: I know, I know you want to leave me.
He: its not like that, its…
She: it’s the silliest joke I ever heard.
He: don’t you remember…
She: I don’t want to remember, I am feeling that you fear leaving me, oh please don’t worry, leave me, and don’t continue your words.
He: I just want us to be friends.
She: as you wish, if that’s your will, then go and leave me, it’s a loss for me to love you, I wasted years with you, a liar, I believed you, go, walk away.
He: you are making a big thing of it.
She: you wasted all what I have, body, soul, heart.

She looking away, trying to escape from his eyes. To not drop a tear falling from her eyes.

She: you think you are going to kick me out of paradise? Hah, you will set me free, when you leave, you gonna mercy on me, you will make me cure from my wounds and depression, it's ok now go and walk away, and never look back in the same way.

She: I wasted my time with you, I gave you all my life. I drew your face inside my heart. I used to say I can put my life on the line for you.
She: I found that who loves you, suffers the worst pain ever existed, the real break of the heart, you are a heart breaker, I can see it clear now in your eyes. I want to tell you a word in my heart now.
He: tell me all what you want, I understand.
She: fuck you.
He: I didn’t want to lose you, I thought we can be together but in another shape. I understand you, I know you, totally, I can feel you when you are happy, angry, laughing, sad or even depressed. I know how you think. I just wanted us to be close friends, help each other in going through this life. I thought it won't end like this. I thought if we weren’t lovers, that doesn’t mean that I lost you.
She: why are you making this for me? You are killing me slowly.

She. Put her face between her hands. Trying to hide it from him, she don’t want him to see her crying. But there is nothing she can do, she lost control, she is bleeding.

He: I hope you calm down, and think about it. I will be always there for you if you need me.
She: go to hell!

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