I loved the one who tortured me

In a seemingly mediocre House, simple and tidy furniture, namely in the room of that thin girl, standing by the window and looking at the raindrops falling profusely outside, a beautiful girl with blue eyes and soft, fair skin, passing her hand over her brown tresses every now and then, contemplates this beauty and this atmosphere.

She opened the window and received the cold air to wrap around her face and her soft tresses fly freely, she looked around the place, the street was rather quiet, she smiled a light smile because she adores this atmosphere and adores the winter, chill her body from the cold to close the window and turn around with her small body as she rubbed her hands and then curled her fist to blow her trying to warm her hands. She went to her bed and grabbed her ticket book for a bit, flinched from her mother's voice that shouted around calling her name, she was upset and knew that the mush of every day would begin, her mother entered her while knitting her eyebrows to tell her angrily:

"Stupid, I've been calling you for a long time, Why don't you answer it?"

She sighed forcefully to say:

"Sorry Mom, I didn't hear you. I was studying."

Mother pursed her lips to say indignantly:

"I don't know what you learn from this psychology, you won't succeed in this field, and here I am telling you."

She swallowed her twig and didn't answer, to which her mother replied meanly:

"Come on, you moron, get up to get your evening things, I don't want any shortage, otherwise you'll see what I'll do to you."

She sighed strongly to get up in despair and tears gathered in her eyes to go to the kitchen to prepare food for the men who come to her mother, as if her mother opens her house for the night, they come every day at eleven o'clock to start their evening with drinking, booze and gambling, and Samar of course, who is the mother of life, sits them every day, from her point of view, these are the ones who spend money on her and her daughter, because of them Samar and Hayat eat, drink and wear the most beautiful clothes, but Hayat has a different point of view from her mother's point of view, she did not and will not like the actions of her mother or she accepts them, and whenever the men come to their house, she immediately goes to her room and locks herself, disappearing from sight in fear and disgust of them .

This young man was sitting behind his desk reading the transaction papers in his hands with interest, he looked at them at length with his sharp and black eyes, to sigh strongly and let the papers out of his hands, resting his body on the chair, his head back and his eyes closed, remembering a small brief of his father's cruelty and bitter childhood:

Flash back :

"Please, Dad, I'm sorry, I won't do it again, please."

The ten-year-old spoke as he sniffed and cried in pain from his father's severe beating to tell his father, whose name is ghayath:

"I'll kill you, motherfucker. I'll kill you. Fuck you and your motherfucker."

He kept beating him for a long time while the child was crying and in great pain, screaming and begging his father, but he did not care about his condition, for that poor woman to come and try to save her only son from his father's hands, she ran to him to get her son away from him, ghayath looked at her angrily and sharply to say :

"Get away, you motherfucker."

Tears rained down her cheek to say begrudgingly:

"Please, Ghiath, the child will die, please have mercy on him."

Growl hard to say angrily:

"Stay away or you will be punished too."

She gasped hard to say:

"Well, hit me instead of him, but please stop hitting him."

He did not pity her or his only son, he approached her, grabbed her by the hair and then beat her severely, while that child was following his mother, who was receiving his father's blows without pity, following her with frightened and crying eyes, he could not approach or even defend her.

This is his miserable childhood that he spent with his father and mother, his father was an important businessman and owned a lot of money, but he did not have the slightest feelings of pity, love or tenderness for his son and his wife, perhaps because he also had a harsh childhood and Iyad's father was raised with his uncle with misery, beatings and humiliation, and that is why his parents died since he was young.

End flash back..

He woke up from his fugue to a familiar voice for him to open his eyes and see his friend standing in front of him, eyebrows knotted to talk to him:

"What's wrong with you, man, I've been talking to you for a long time."

He sighed heavily to moderate his session and speak:

"Nothing. Here's the news."

Wet gets his lips to say:

"We won the deal. Don't worry. Everything is under control."

Iyad hummed coldly to say:

"Mm good"

He moved his head in agreement and looked at Ayad to say::

"You don't look well, my friend."

Iyad smiled sarcastically to say :

"Nothing"

They get to say :

"I don't think so, but okay."

Iyad sighed and remained silent, while yannal kept looking at him and examining him, and maybe he knew what was in him or understood him, but he could not and did not know what the secret of his mood fluctuation was, hamham yannal to say sarcastically:

"Are you going to your ladies today?"

Eyad looked at him with one eye to frown and said:

"Since you don't like my actions, don't talk about them and change the subject."

He answered::

"Everything I advise you is for your own good, believe me."

Humming hands to say:

"Well and I do not want to advise"

I resent getting to say:

"As you like, I don't know what's the secret of your mood swings, I'll leave you until you calm down a little, goodbye I'll go to my work"

Iyad moved his head affirmatively to turn his head back and close his eyes, trying to get the past out of his head and looking for only comfort ..

That beautiful girl is sitting in her room, trying to collect her information to get tickets for tomorrow's exam, she was very upset, she couldn't concentrate on her studies, all she cares about is that young man who took her mind and heart, made her infatuated with him to the greatest extent, she doesn't know how and when she loved him and got so attached to him, all she knows is that she only wants him, she grabbed her phone to try to call him, he kept ringing until the line was disconnected and he didn't answer, she returned the ball once, two and three, but there is no answer, the blood escalated to her face and she has anger from ignoring her, I heard knocking on the door of her room and I knew that this is her grandmother, who has no other in this world to allow her to enter and the grandmother enters with her usual smile, she exchanged the peace of the smile to talk to the grandmother :

"Baby Salam, I'm sure you're nervous for tomorrow, so I brought you this glass of juice, here you go."

Salam smiled gratefully at her grandmother and took the glass of juice from her to say :

"Thank you, grandma."

Grandma moved her head affirmatively to say :

"What are you, honey? I'm not okay. What happened?"

Peace got a little nervous to say :

"Nothing, grandma, I was just studying."

Grandma hummed to say briefly :

"Well, my daughter, when you feel that you want to talk, I will hear you, dear, and now about your permission, good luck."

Displaced integrity of the word of her grandmother, she thought to herself, did you talk about the king of her heart filled her mind, or wait a little bit, I didn't know what to do, she don't even do nothing but think about that which supports the pilot, the indefatigable about to call him and reassure him, unlike him, is he not to give her any importance and do not ask about them only rarely, and this is what increases the wrath of the safety and her anger, she even now didn't recognize her something but she tried to hint to him a little but he ignored it completely, I sighed strongly and on her face the signs of grief to cater to a study by a factor of not knowing by this ...

An atmosphere full of loud music, loud laughter, glasses of wine, and smoke billowing everywhere, that called Samar is sitting with a group of men and there were four of them, laughing, drinking wine, smoking indifferent to anyone , a man in his early forties approached to say that called Hassan slyly :

"Tan my heart, I want to ask you something important"

She laughed a little laugh to say :

"Darling, my eyes are on you."

He smiled a little smile to say :

"How about two hundred thousand dollars just for you?"

She rolled her eyes to say :

"Two hundred thousand dollars for me"

He moved his head affirmatively to narrow her eyes and she teased him :

"And what did you ask for"

His smile widened to say :

"My request is very simple , I just want to see your daughter just this"

She looked at him hard and remained silent, trying to absorb the thought, blinked several times to sigh and say :

"My beloved Hassan, my daughter does not like this atmosphere and will never accept this."

Speak simply :

"Well, that's why I offered you this amount, bring her Your Way, and I promise I won't get out of here without the amount with you, and I won't do anything to her, I just want to see her come on, honey."

She twisted her lips and started thinking of a way to get her daughter to come to him to see her, she kept thinking and thinking to sigh hard and get up and say :

"Well, I'll do my best."

He smiled broadly and winked at her to laugh humorously and take her swaying steps in front of him heading to her daughter's room, she knocked several knocks on her room door to hear her daughter's voice from inside saying :

"Who"

Summer was upset to say :

"It's me. Open the door."

Reassured, Hayat got up and headed for the door to open for her mother, she opened the door to enter her and close the door behind her and said :

"Come on, life, wear your most beautiful and come with me there is a man who wants to see you."

Two eyes of life came out strongly and her heart began to knock violently to say with fear :

"Mom, please know that I don't like it. Leave me alone."

Summer got angry to talk impatiently :

"Come on, Don't piss me off and let your night go well, he won't do anything to you, he just wants to see you, all you have to do is come in, say hello, sit with them for a while and then go back to your room, it's simple, Come On, Come on."

Hayat turned her head in denial and swallowed her vomit to say :

"No, I don't want Mom, I'm not going out, please."

She reached the peak of her anger to speak sharply :

"And damn, why don't you understand, you idiot, I swear if you don't come out, I'll let him come in to you by himself, do what I told you to do, let's move."

Hayat started a crying fit, she didn't know what to do, she doesn't like that atmosphere and she's very afraid too, while her mother didn't care about her situation, she spat her sharp words and left her room indifferent to her, Hayat kept crying to sigh helplessly and take out modest clothes and put them on to go out to them and fear ،

She appeared in front of them with her head lowered shyly, while the men continued to look at her stupidly and examine her small body with great lust, examining her features and the smallest details rudely, this so-called Hassan smiled to get up and approach Hayat to say :

"Come here and sit next to me, don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you."

She never looked at him, remained silent and swallowed her vomit to head and sit on the sofa shyly, Hassan went to sit next to her and look at her and her body boldly, breaking the silence to say :

"What's your name"

She swallowed her vomit and was about to cry, but she controlled herself to say in a faint voice :

"Life"

Humming to speak admiringly :

"Your name is beautiful, just like you."

He finished his sentence in a faint voice and he was distracted by her innocent features, while she kept her head down and never spoke, she never liked this atmosphere, she secretly prayed that this night would end well, she felt very scared and felt their gazes directed at her, she did not speak and did not show any reaction to hear the voice of one of the men :

"Obviously, your daughter, Summer, is still new to these things, isn't she?"

She laughed a hard laugh to say:

"Yes, but I hope you get used to it quickly."

He smiled at her slyly to say :

"Don't worry, let her sit with us every day and she'll get used to it."

Samar's smile widened to be reciprocated by that man, while Hayat had tears in her eyes and she understood what they meant, but she remained silent, she felt a hand stretch and pass along her arm to immediately flinch and sniffle lightly, she looked to see Hassan smiling at her slyly, frowned at his face and moved away from him a little, but he approached her to stick to her, she swallowed and rubbing her hands with tension, Hassan dared to grab her hand to pull her hand out of his hand and wave her face away from him, while Hassan did not like her behavior to dare again and put his hand on her sculpted waist, here and no longer can Life endure, she rose up strongly and tears landed on her cheek to scream at him :

"Motherfucker, enough."

He did not like her words, he looked at her with great anger and tried to restrain himself so as not to do anything to her that she regrets all her life, he wants to win her to his side by being quiet, while a life that did not care about anyone's condition, she finished her sentence and went to her room to close the door behind her and lock it, to begin with her crying fit from her bitter life and her mother's unbearable and unbearable actions at all ...