Onabanjo Peter 1 year ago

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She Was Trouble

🍕💆 PIZZA GIRL 🍕😋 (She was trouble until she met him 😊❤️) 🎩 ISAAC 🎩

"Here. You use these the way I used it for your chest on your lower part." She instructed, and I nodded in full understanding. "Try not to cut yourself. It's going to be a disaster if you do." She added, and I smiled. "I will be extra careful. Thanks, Diana." I said, and she smiled. "I will leave you now." She said and walked out of the bathroom. I took another look at the stuff that was in my hand before sitting on the edge of the bath so as to get access to my very hairy pubic region. I looked at it, and I nodded. "Truly, this needs shaving. It was like a Savana forest." I thought, laughing at my own stupidity.

I squeezed out some of the shaving creams into my palm from its container. I applied it to the hairy parts, and it tickled me a little. I grabbed the shaving stick and began to run it on it just like Diana did earlier. I was damn careful, so I wouldn't cut myself. Because having a cut on this part of my body is a disaster. A real disaster. I kept doing it, and the hairs kept falling off. I had this happiness in me because I was doing what I hadn't done in my entire life. And all these miracles were happening all because I met with Diana. She is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I wished I was rich, so I could get her things to show her my appreciation. Not forgetting her mom too. Both of them are the first person to accommodate me.

The rest has always seen me as trash. I took a last look at what I was shaving, and I saw all the hair was gone. I did it!! "I am done, Diana," I called. "Tie the towel." She said, and I nodded. I got out of the tub and reached for the towel, tieing it around my waist. "Done," I said, and the door opened as she walked in. "Hope you didn't hurt yourself?" She asked, and I shook my head. "Not at all. It went smoothly. Should I show you?" I asked jokingly. "Of course not. Why would you show me." She said, heading for the tub. "Because you are the only one that cares and that I can show things to," I replied, and she smiled. "You can show me other things apart from that. That's supposed to be private." She said, and I nodded.

"Noted," I said, and she laughed, shaking her head. "I will flush this out now." She said, and I nodded, washing her. She pressed something on the body of the tub, and I saw the water move into a hole. "Wow, that's cool," I said, and she smiled. "Don't say that outside. They will think you are a psychopath." She said, and I furrowed my brows. "Psychopath?" I asked in confusion. "Ignore. It's nothing." She said, walking out, and I followed behind her. "So you can take this room to yourself. The bed is all yours." She said, passing me the cloth from her aunt's husband, I guess. "Why? Aren't you staying here too? We can go to your room instead." I said, and she smiled.

"Don't you want to have a bed of your own? At least for tonight?" She asked, and I shook my head. "I don't want anything without you in it. It's going to be useless." I said, and she smiled. "Come on, Isaac. I am just some steps away from here. You can call me if you need anything." She said, but I insisted."Can't you just stay here so I won't need to call in the middle of the night?" I asked. "Middle of the night? You would have been asleep." She said, and I shook my head. "I don't think so. Because I haven't slept in a room all by myself before, on a bed, alone. I haven't done that before. I feel I am going to have a creepy night." I said, and she sighed.

"Fine. I will be here till you fall asleep. Then I can go to bed too." She said, and I smiled.

"That's fair. Stay right here. I will wear this in the bathroom. Cos I know well that you would leave because I want to wear it." I said, and she laughed. "You are getting to know me more." She said amidst laughter. "That's more precious to me. Getting to know all about you." I said, walking close to her while she just stood still staring at me. Her breathing got intense immediately after I got right in front of her. "Wow, you smell great," I said, sniffing her hair. "You should wear that now." She said, sighing. "I will be right back," I said, walking into the bathroom with a grin on my face. I was really enjoying myself. I removed the towel and got myself into the clothes she had brought to me. It was bigger, but it was perfect for the weather. It made me warm against the freezing weather. I walked out of the bathroom, and when she saw me, she smiled. "That's kinda big." She said. "Thank you so much. I love it. It's very wonderful." I said, feeling so happy. "You love it?" She asked, and I nodded. "Of course. It's keeping me warm." I said, and she smiled. "Come on. Time for dinner. Mom served it already." She said, and I smiled. "Sounds yummy," I said, making her laugh. "Of course, it's yummy. Mom's meals are always yummy." She said, walking out of the room, and I followed behind her.

We got to the living room, and I saw the dining table was set already. "Wow, look at you, Isaac. You look so handsome." Her mom said, making me laugh. "You think I am teasing, right? Diana, have you showed him the mirror?" She asked. "Oh, that's true. It skipped my mind." She said, walking away.

"Where is she going?" I asked, looking at her mom. "To get you a mirror. You will be so shocked. She did a great job styling your hair." She said, and I waited eagerly for the mirror. Can't wait to see what they call handsome in a street boy like me. "Here it comes," Diana said before raising up the mirror from behind her back. "OMG," I looked so handsome. My bushy hair was gone, and my irritating beards were nowhere to be found. I looked perfect. "Do you like it?" She asked, Looking at me. I guess she doubts because I was silent for too long.

I walked up to her and took the mirror from her dropping it on the chair. "I love it. Thank you, Diana." I said, pulling her into a hug. It caught her unaware at first, but after some seconds, she hugged me back. "You are always welcome, Isaac." She replied, and I smiled, keeping my hands tight around her. "Okay, that's enough. The meal is getting cold." Mom said, and I disengaged.***🍕 DIANA 🍕"Mom, this meal was amazing. Thank you." I said, and she smiled. "Pleasure is mine." She replied, making me smile. I looked at Isaac, and all I saw was happiness on his face. This is the life he should live. The ever-happy one. "You guys should go to bed now. Tomorrow is another day." Mom said, standing up. "Mom, wait. Before you go, Isaac's birthday is on Thursday." I said, and her eyes widened. "Thursday? You mean the day after tomorrow?" She asked, and I nodded. "Ma'am, it's just a normal day. Diana is just making it look special." He said, and mom shook her head. "Isaac, don't think like that. That is the best day ever for you.

You are a blessing; you are yet to discover who you really are. You should never regret your coming to this world." She said, and he smiled. "Thank you, ma'am." He replied, and she nodded. "So...." I said, looking at her. "We will talk about that later." She said, walking away. I looked at Isaac, and he smiled at me. "Come on. Time to sleep." I said, standing up, and he did the same. We walked back to the visitor's room without saying a word to each other. "I am happy that you are happy," I said as soon as we got to the room. "And I am happy that something about me can make you happy." He replied, and I smiled. "Playing with words, hun," I said, and he Chuckled. "I want to ask you something. Can I?" He asked as we both sat on the bed. "Go ahead, be free," I replied. "How old are you?" He asked, and I sighed. "You really want to know?" I asked, and he nodded eagerly. "23," I replied, and I looked at him to see the shock on his face. "23? You look damn young." He said, and I smiled. "If we both walk down the street, they will call you my big brother," I said, and he laughed. "Whereas you are three years older than me." He said, and I looked at him. "I don't care." I replied, and he smiled faintly."I still have more questions to ask you, if you don't mind." He said, and I smiled."I am ever comfortable with anything you ask." I replied, and he nodded.

"The other day. The day you came to the river. You were looking very sad, and I wanted to ask why but you didn't want to talk About it. Can you tell me about it now?" He asked, and I sighed. "So you didn't forget," I said, looking at him. "I have never forgotten anything about you." He said, and I smiled. "You are really good," I said, and he smiled. "Good?" He asked. "You know how to flatter me," I answered, and he smiled. "Actually, it was my mother. She came to visit. I hate her." I said, fondling with my fingers. "You hate your mother? Why?" He asked. "She abandoned me because of any issue that occurred between her husband and her," I said, sighing. "Wow am so sorry bout that." He said, and I nodded.

"You shouldn't be. She should be the one sorry. She dragged me into an issue I knew nothing about. The naive three-year-old me." I said, and I felt tears heat my face. "I am sorry I made you remember. Stop talking about it." He said, and I nodded, cleaning my tears. "Things happen for a reason. Life with Mom has been so wonderful. I wish she was my mother." I said, and he smiled. "I know that feeling. I wasn't actually abandoned, but fate did its job. They died. You are one lucky girl to see someone that took you in. Not just someone but someone with a precious golden heart." He said, and I smiled faintly. "I don't think I can ever forgive them." I said, resting my head on his shoulders."You just have to. If I were in your shoes, it wouldn't take me two seconds to forgive them because I have never felt loved by ant parents or family before. You should be grateful you are still here from them. Mine is gone, and I can't even hate them." He said, and more tears rolled down my eyes. "Am sorry," I said, and he smiled, placing his head on mine. "Your hair smells really good." He said, inhaling the fragrance. "Don't start, Isaac," I said, laughing. "Am damn serious. Everything about you is so amazing.

Caring for a stinking street boy, shaving his hair, giving him a wonderful bed, giving him your dad's clothes, and most importantly, your time and love. That is the act of an angel Diana." He said, raising my head up with his hand. "You will be a good music writer," I said, and he laughed. He stared me in the eye, and I did the same too. "I have been wanting to do just one thing; I just don't know how you would feel about it." He said, and I kept staring at him. "What?" I asked, and he moved his face close to mine slowly. I could hear my heartbeat very loud and clear. "I want to kiss you." He whispered against my lips, and I felt shivers run down my spine. "Do it," I said, and his lips crushed on mine. It didn't take me seconds to open up. It wasn't bad at all. It felt so perfect. All of a sudden, he disengaged and looked away. "Isaac, what's wrong?" I asked, looking at him. "Go." He said, and I felt like a spear was thrust inside my heart. "What?" I asked in a shaky voice. "Please go." He said without looking at my face. I stood up, feeling hurt, and walked out of the room. Why did he act that way? TBC...

Hmmm, who can answer that question??? Why did he act that way????🤔🤔