DIANAMy heart skipped the minute I saw him fall, what the hell just happened? I hope it's not what I'm thinking.I pushed his door and rushed out to see him on the floor, blood gushing out of him profusely. My heart failed me that minute."Branden are you ok?! Branden? Branden?" I screamed to his unconscious self. My world came crashing and fear saturated all over me. Automatically tears fell from my eyes.Am I dreaming? The men already ran away, how would I help Branden?"Somebody help!!" I yelled to whoever was listening but the street was completely empty as my yells reverberated across the area.My knees caved me to the floor and my eyes watered my cheeks as I watched the only man I ever loved with everything in me lie half dead on the floor.I wiped my tears and tried to lift him up, I pulled him with every muscle I had in me. My efforts weren't yielding much but I didn't give up.I needed to take him to the hospital. I can and must, if he spends another minute here he might be
DIANA"Branden you're ok?!" my stupefied self asked. He blinked twice and morphed out a smile, words couldn't describe how happy I was to see him awake.I embraced him and held him tight, I never thought I'd touch or feel him again. "Diana" he uttered mildly, I could detect the lack of energy and life in his voice. It was low, almost equivalent to a whisper."Branden are you ok? How do you feel now?" "Don't worry about me, how are you? Did those thugs touch you?" he asked."No they didn't, I'm so sorry for putting you in this mess, I didn't mean to. Yes we did things in the past that we regret but this wasn't my prayer for you....."I kept expressing myself like it was the last time I would ever speak to him. A pool of tears formed around my eyelid and I didn't hesitate to let them fall."I understand Diana, it was never my intention to kill your parents, Yes it was planned but I didn't want to be part of it. I was threatened be present when your parents were drugged, I was just a y
Palm trees swayed to the aggressive breeze that swept across the gloomy horizon. Heavy rain watered the grass and umbrellas were raised to shield from the rain.It was a sad and cold evening. The smiths alongside the press, Branden's relatives, friends, co partners, shareholders, Clifield university's staffs, Evelyn, Jane, men of high caliber, and Diana were all present at the funeral.Soul drained and eyes swollen, Diana was depressed and broken. Nothing could fill the void in her heart, not money, not posession, not parties or friends could spark up a little glimpse of happiness in her.Her heart repeatedly pierced by the emotions she couldn't bear nor control, it all seemed like a dream, the nightmare she was dying to crawl out from.Her one true love was gone, the man she had lived years with, gave her all to. Diana couldn't help but soliloquize. "Do I deserve to live? He is in the grave because of me, what's the use of living without him?"As if loosing her parents wasn't enough,
DIANA Walking towards the large hall in front me, I was panting with anxiety crippling through my body moving from the soul of my feet, like ants moving in random motion towards it's food. It filled my entire body, my heart raced rapidly as I stepped into the cream coloured two thousand capacity hall which had long wooden seats on every step which seemed like a staircase. With a stern face, I moved further, marrying my black polished leather shoe against the hard tiled ground. My neck was stiff making me unable to survey the hall or set my eyes on every other student sitting quietly waiting for the lecturer to come. It was hard to detect if people were staring at me or not. I took my sit at the back of the classroom, relieving myself of the fear that made it's way to my body before entering the hall. Today is the big test, the test I've been waiting all semester for. I've studied so much for this test, but I still have this fear of failing it. if I don't ace this test then it's goin
DIANAThe incessant sound of the alarm rang continuously, making a loud noise that led it's way to my ear drums.I opened my eyes and with blurry vision, I gazed at my ceiling before gaining enough consciousness to rise up.Two mild knocks landed at my door. I raised up my head to see Jane, my sister walk in like an angel coming to deliver a message."I'm really sorry about what happened with my ex. He came to get something and we got carried away" she said gently coming closer to sit on my bed."It's really nothing, I just don't like that boy. You know he smokes and does drugs, I don't want you associating yourself with those kind of people. You're the only one I have, I don't want to loose you" I said with a smile on my face as I took her by the hand.Jane was all I had left of a family. Our parents died in a car accident 11 years ago when I was 12 and Jane,7. We only had our grandma to take care of us before she kicked the bucket 5 years ago. Working multiple jobs as a teenager, th
DIANAIt was already monday.Waking up to see 8:00am on my alarm, I rushed hurriedly to take my bath and dress up.I picked up my black and brown stripped shirt coupled with my brown skirt, having it's end at exactly one inch below my knees, making it cooperate and normal."Don't go kissing any boy especially that young man you call your ex that smokes and does drugs" I chided Jane again before closing our apartment door.I stood and boarded a cab to Branden enterprises. It was exactly 8:50 and I was definitely going to be late irrespective of the fact that I wasn't going to walk there. I shrug off the thoughts and entered the cab immediately. Giving the driver the location I was going to, I rested my back against the cab seat.It was a 20 minutes drive but luckily we got there at exactly the allotted time. I stepped down from the cab and paid the driver.In front of me was a huge skyscraper, its summit looking like it could reach the sky. Just beneath the series of glasses at every ro
DIANAOne month later. "Diana! two burritos and two cups of hot chocolate at table fifteen" my co-worker's voice found it's way to me in the kitchen of the restaurant where I worked. I picked up the already made burritos where they were made and preserved, made my way to the hot chocolate maker and filled up the two cups. Working at the restaurant was unexplainably draining, sometimes I could feel myself get sick and unable to get out of bed after a long day or night at work. Though my pay was mildly satisfactory, I still wasn't getting enough rest. I just wish things weren't this hard, if I found another job that would replace this job and put me at ease, I definitely wouldn't hesitate to grab it. Le Charté was the french restaurant I worked in as a waiter. It was a comically large restaurant, decorated in patterned red and white walls with glass doors only at the entrance, making it easier to see through the restaurant. I would describe the interiors of the restaurant as a mix of
DIANAStepping out of the coffee shop with my everyday chocolatè coffee and my airpods in my ear, I listened to my favourite westlife song as I walked further to cross the road. It was the holiday in Clifield University and asides my stressful jobs at evening, I finally had time to focus on myself. "Shittttt" I screamed in terror as the car infront of me halted to a stop, almost knocking me down. "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING! WHY ARE YOU ABSENT MINDED YOUNG LADY?" a loud angry voice from the car scolded me. "Diana? you're the one?" the young man said with a calm voice as he came out of his car. I turned back in amazement, to see Sylvester, Branden's younger brother standing in front of me. How embarrassing!Shit. What came over me. I tried calming my erratic heart beat and I nodded to greet him as he took a step closer to check if I was hurt. "Are you alright? Come inside let me give you a lift, we have so much to talk about. Let me take you home ok" he offeredas he tried directing m