DIANA“Okay Diana, your turn.” Bryan says.“Why are you really back?” I ask again, curious.“I thought I just said ‘your turn?’ That means your turn to tell me how your stay here was while I was gone. Not your turn to ask me questions. Plus I already answered your question like 5 minutes ago, remember? When I said you were the reason, and a bunch of other things.”“Then why exactly are you back for me?” I ask turning away from him, waiting for whatever his answer may be.“I don't know? Because I miss you? Because I miss what we had? It's just you Diana.” He sighs, “We're past this Miss Walter. Tell me how your stay was, or I might be forced to make you talk.”“You can't make me talk Bryan.” I roll my eyes at him. But he wasn't joking. He puts his hands around my waist, pulls me closer to him and locks my legs in his. I gasp and then he looks me in the eye. “I'm going to tickle you. You have five seconds.”“Fine, I hate tickles, just let me go.” I plead in laughter. And it's all star
BRYAN“...and I love you.”Those are the words that leave the beautiful and enticing lips of Diana. I hear them, and then it's a second, then two seconds, then three seconds, then four seconds, and then five seconds, before Diana starts calling out my name, and I'm forced back to the consciousness of the environment around me.“Bryan?”“Bryan?”“Bryan?”“Yh?” I reply, almost still lost.“Are you okay? Did you even hear me?” She asks in a chuckle.“Yes D, Thank you.”Thank you? I must be a fool.There's silence for a hot five seconds, before she forces an awkward smile and says: “Okay.”There's so much pain in her voice when she says that, that it sends a sting to my eyes. Once again, those words that always fail me, I can't say anything, I don't know what to say.I take in a deep and frustrated breath, and I try to explain. I want to explain, but I'm not sure I know what exactly is wrong, or why exactly I froze. Why exactly I can't say those words “I love you” back to her, especiall
DIANAWe can't ever talk about life and how shitty it gets enough. For some people, the purpose of life could be to change the world. Some other people feel that the point of life is to set a goal, meet those goals, and achieve personal fulfillment. While some may even feel that life is just for the purpose of enjoyment.Life comes with a package of losses, you learn how to live with the losses and grow out of it, not accepting defeat. You face the future and throw your past away, avoiding the limitations that come with it. You take on responsibilities, a career, anything, to make your life as simple and comfortable as it can be for you.You even go as far as falling in love with someone. Like I did.Life is much more than all these, it's tiring and confusing, and it's hard, but it's only worth it when you do the right things to make yourself happy.There is a popular saying that says “Life is not a bed of roses”. And that's where I come in. I think life is absolutely pointless. I di
BRYANI pull myself gently into Diana for a kiss, gentle not to take in the whole of her while we're directly outside her workplace. “Let's take this to mine.” I whisper in her ears as I nibble on them.“I concur.” She replies in a chuckle.The drive on the way to my house is unarguably the best ride I've had in my whole life. The car was almost never silent, it was filled with our laughter, or Diana's beautiful voice, or mine. And when the car was silent, it was filled with stolen gazes from both of us. When we finally get to my place, I turn off the car engine and drop my head back, tired. “Let's go.” I say as I turn to face Diana, who is looking at me adamantly. “Don't you want to get out?” I ask in a chuckle.“We're at your place.” She says, stating the obvious.“Yes Diana, we are.” I laugh and try to exit the car, but she pulls my arms back.“Diana, what the hell.” I'm really laughing now, but without clue of why I am. “You said: ‘Let's take this to mine.’ We're are your plac
DIANARemember how I said my life wasn't a bed of roses or lilies but after Bryan they started to line up? Yh, he probably just lined two or three up the past few hours.He not only said that he loves me, he helped me get over my past trauma, and he gave me the best sex I've ever had in my life. Who knew car sex could be that fun? After everything, we go inside for proper rest. I stare at the beauty of the house once again and become curious about the pictures on the wall.“Who are the children in the pictures on the wall?” I ask as I touch one of them. “This one looks like me, I like her. Who are they?”Bryan chuckles.“They are the children from the orphanage, funny you should point out that young girl you know, she has hair like yours and has a shockingly similar name to yours. Dane.”“Dane and Diana aren't alike, they just have the same first letters.” I say in a chuckle.Bryan smile at me as I move around, admiring every picture, each not even as beautiful as his smile to me. “
BRYAN“Take a test D. This could be anything, let's not jump into conclusions. I'm very certain you are not pregnant, I played safe Diana.”These are the words that find way out of my mouth in the very state I found myself in. Standing there, and not a single clue of what I would do, thoughts flying into my mind, and a single sentence bringing back tough memories I've tried hard to forget over a long period of time.I hate feeling this way, but I'm sure, there's no reason, she just can't be pregnant.Fuck me!“How are you just so sure that I'm not pregnant Bryan? I want to know. Because we had unprotected sex a number of times, I'm don't know how you're so sure.” Diana asks in a brittle voice.“I know what I'm capable of Diana, I_ I just_ Look, I took my precautionary measures. I'm sure you aren't.” I take in a deep breath, moving closer towards her and taking her hands into mine. “I don't want us to let this escalate Diana, it's as simple as taking a test and confirming before jumpin
DIANAMy eyes widen to the ray of sun piercing through my blinds.It's 8:06 in the morning, I'm supposed to be at work by 7am. I'm late, again. Shawn is going to kill me. I make my way for the bathroom as fast as I can and I go face first into the shelf in my working corner. This definitely is not the behavior of someone trying to get a promotion. I heave a sigh of frustration.Thankfully I only sustain a small bump on the side of my forehead. I must have metal for a skull.I make a mental note in my head to text my brother and inform him I'd be dropping by after work.I rinse my face and proceed to have my bath and board a cab to work.Shawn spots me.“Ah, Diana. Stuck in traffic again?”He asks, making his way towards me.That's a usual excuse for me to be fair, but the traffic in LA is not even child's play.“I'm sorry Shawn, I know you wouldn't believe me, but there were minor inconveniences.”“You're damn right I wouldn't, see me in my office by the close of work” I groan while m
BRYAN“Thank you Mr Fox, I appreciate it, even more so, the children appreciate it all, your efforts, love, time and the money.”I look up at Miss Kharity, smiling, as she expresses her gratitude for the gifts I just dropped off for the children at the orphanage.It isn't even part of my monthly donations, but I sure love to see the smiles on the faces of these children. The joy is inexplicably real. It's not that kind of joy you get from Cats, or Chicken and chips, or Thai noodles, or even Basmati rice. No doubt these are good but the feeling of joy only come when you're with them. The feeling of joy that comes when I'm with these children remain with me, that keeps me going.“You have to understand it's really no problem Miss K, I enjoy doing this. I'll be on my way now, I'm quite late” I say cheerfully.“Thank you so much, say thank you kids”.“Thank you Mr Bryaaan!” The children shout in unison and in joy.It makes me happy, and I laugh.“It's okay, Thanks everyone. Bye”.I make