PIZZA GIRL
“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 visiting. 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 it’s job. They died. You are one lucky girl to see someone that took you in. Not just someone but someone with a golden precious 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 am in your shoes it won’t take me two seconds to forgive then because I have never felt loved by ant parents or family before. You should be grateful you still here from them. Mine are 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 you 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 at 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 heart beat 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????
