"Okay, let me get this straight" I looked at both of them with a stern look.

"You pissed off a drug dealer, and now he wants to kill you" I pointed at Tamir and he just nodded his head as if it was no big deal.

"And you 'kinda' killed the drug dealer that was going to kill Tamir, if that makes any sense at all" I pointed at Hajer while she tries to say that we don't know for sure if the bulky drug dealer is dead.

Oh My God

Ya Allah

It just hit me

They're basically CRIMINALS

I'm harboring criminals that were once my close friends in my house which makes me a criminal too since I'm assisting them with whatever they plan to do next.

My house.

I can't enter with dirty shoes inside my house yet I'm helping criminals stay at my house,

MY HOUSE.

"Did the drug dealer see you" I asked Hajer

"No, I hit him from behind and he immediately collapsed" She replied as I felt a wave of relief hit me.

"Okay since it's very late my dad will drive you home tomorrow morning, so you can call your mom and tell her you'll be sleeping over but other than that I don't think theres a dead pool with your name on it" I replied

"But you on the other hand" I turned to face Tamir

"You need Allah" I say to him and with that I went upstairs to pray Isha.

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Me and Hajer are cleaning out the "guest room" for Tamir since he's going to be staying here for a while, the guest room is actually a small office room that my mom turned into a guest room just incase family members or close friends decided to stay over.

I'm still not completely comfortable with the idea of him staying at my house, and the guest room he will be staying in is in front of my room.

talk about awkward

"Hajer can you tell him his room is ready" I ask her

"You know you're bound to talk to him if he's going to stay at your house" She says

" I know, but thats not going to happen today" I reply

Hajer looked at me one last time and left the room to tell Tamir

I know I can't keep a grudge forever but "sorry" just won't do anymore.

I put a red turkish prayer rug in the corner of the room just incase he has a change of heart

I doubt he's going to touch it but I was hoping he was going to remember it

It was his favorite prayer rug.

I look at the room one last time before I was going to get out.

I walk to the door to exit the room but someone stopped me and pushed me back inside.

And I'm not surprised who it was.

I heard the door lock.

"What do you want from me Tamir" I ask him trying not to look straight at his face

"I want you" He said

I finally look up to his eyes

MashAllah

damn those dazing eyes

wait what?