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November 20, 2003
The Iranian

Part 26

22 January 2003 
I woke with a big headache, the same way as I had been for the last days. Negin wouldn't stop calling me on my mobile and I just stopped answering and eventually turned it off. So she started calling me at home. Again big mistake. My mom would answer and they would chitchat and eventually the phone would be passed on to me. I couldn't tell my mom anything about this affair, that's why I felt more depressed. I didn't have any one to share this with, except for Val, but she was too busy with her life. I didn't want to be a burden.

I turned on my phone and 5 minutes later it began to ring. I picked up and to my surprise it was Nahal.

"Salam Awisa."

"Salam Nahal, khoobi?"

"Areh mersi, what happened? I've been hearing things from Omid. Are you okay? What's going on?"

As I said, I was at a point at which I needed some one to talk to. Nahal's phone call was like heaven sent. Negin's enemy...

So I poured my heart out. I told her everything. At first she had trouble believing it, after hearing the details, she was of course convinced of Negin's "crime".

Finally I had someone supporting me, someone who was as astonished as I was, someone I felt was on my side, even though I felt her own personal vendetta had something to do with her support. I didn't care. I just needed an ear, to hear me.

And she heared me alright. She said she was going to tell all who "needed" to know and with that I think she meant Abbas.

Of course she didn't blame Omid too much; he was a boy following his little head. But Negin had done the big NO NO in friendship. She had betrayed me. Nahal said it was obvious, she had forseen it all. According to her, Negin didn't have any friends, she only used people.

Deep in my heart, I felt it wasn't true or maybe I just didn't want to admit what kind of fool I had been. But on the other hand, I wanted to put all blame on Negin. I didn't even think about Omid anymore. It was only Negin and the way she had betrayed me. Nahal told me how she saw Negin putting her hand on Omid's leg, when I wasn't around. She said she wanted to warn me, but she didn't want to ruin anything. She also said that Omid, quickly pulled his leg back.

According to Nahal, that was one of the reasons, why she said Omid was in love with me that day in Stockholm.

I kind of felt relieved.

Was I going to be part of destroying Negin's relationship? Hadn't she done the same to me? But what if I did, wouldn't this act make me equal to Negin? AS LOW AS NEGIN? On the other hand, if I don't do anything and she would end up with him, she would probably get miserable anyway. But I wanted her to feel what I was feeling. If I would do this, she wouldn't even feel half the pain I had felt.

In my attempt to pour my heart out, I told Nahal about Negin's plan to go to Dubai, without her parents knowing. She wants to tell every one that she is going to SHOMAL, but instead she would go to Dubai to visit Abbas.

I said goodbye to Nahal, feeling a lot releaved and light. Finally I had a little peace of mind. I was wondering what Nahal's plan was. Knowing Nahal it would be a very vengeful. Nahal had built up a lot of anger and hatred against Negin. I knew her plan would hurt Negin. But at that point I had no idea what she was going to do.

TO BE CONTINUED

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