Previously On Dirty Diana..
What would you like for breakfast Diana?
Um… something healthy?.
Sure! What about a breakfast parfait? It’s low fat dairy, with some vitamin rich fruits. It has a total of twenty-three grams of protein, and it’s a wonderful thing to eat to start out your day!
Sure, that sounds good. Thanks,
Anything for you, he said back lovingly. In our house Mr. Baker was almost like family.
As soon as I turned around, I found my brother, leaning against the door frame. He was in his boxers, and his hair was in a complete morning mess, but he still looked as good as usual… how were we related?
What’s wrong with you?, what do you want?
What else can i possible want from you apart from a relationship?
No this is strange, very strange. A girl telling me she loves me?.
if that personal trainer of yours get here, you better tell me, he warned.
Yeah I will, I
As i turned I saw the hottest guy I’ve ever met.
Um hi…I mumbled out, embarrassed. Who are you?
Banahene. I’m your personal trainer.
Wait… personal what! Kwesiiiiii i screamed for my brother
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Banahene started laughing, and I assumed it was because of my childish behaviour and the stupid expression on my face.
“Yes, I’m your personal trainer and why are you calling Kwesi,” he said, his laughter only dying slightly.
“Um, sorry I didn’t think my personal trainer would be someone like… you,” I admitted, blushing and looking down at the floor.
“What do you mean?” I quirked my eyebrow at my feet. Was this boy oblivious to his looks?
“Well, I imagined that my personal trainer would be big, middle aged, and bald,” not hot, “and you’re none of those,” I said, trying to ignore his good looks.
“Oh, well I’m sorry I’m not what you imagined me to be,” he joked.
“Um, well I was hoping for your sake that you were what I thought you would be,” I admitted.
“Why?” he asked confused.
“Well, you see my brother -” Before I could finish my warning about my overprotective brother, I was pushed out of the way and bodily separated from Banahene.
“Who are you?” my fuming brother asked through clenched teeth.
“Banahene, Diana’s personal trainer, and you?” he asked, holding out his hand.
“Kwesi, her big brother,” he said back, rudely ignoring Banahene’s outstretched hand. I sent a frown towards my brother, which he pretended to not see.
His hand dropped seeing as he wasn’t going to shake it,
“Oh, well nice to meet you.”
“Yeah, you too,” he said, though he clearly thought that it wasn’t a nice meeting at all.
Great, now what am I suppose to do? Every time Banahene comes over, Kwesi will probably be there watching us like a hawk.
“Calm down Kwesi, he’s just my personal trainer,” I whispered to him.
“So? I don’t like this guy,” he whispered back.
“You don’t have to, but just please keep your anger under control alright, for me?” I asked, giving him my puppy eyes.
He gave in just like all the other time I used it on him. I silently thanked Diva for her training.
“Fine, I will, but I’m still going to keep an eye on him while he’s here, got it?”
“Fine, deal,” I said. I then turned back to Banahene, who was looking very confused.
“um, when do we start training?” I asked.
“Well, whenever you’re ready, I suppose.”
“Oh alright then,” I said. I looked back towards Kwesi, “ take Him to the gym please.”
“Fine,” he mumbled out, “lets go,” he said with venom in his voice that I fruitlessly hoped Banahene hadn’t caught.
“Alright then, see you in a bit, Diana,” he said smiling.
“See you,” I said smiling back, and waving. Kwesi gave Banahene the ‘you- better- not- smile- at- my- sister- or- I’ll- kill- you’ look, but good thing He didn’t see.
I looked at Kwesi, and mouthed the words ‘be nice,’ to him. He nodded, but I doubted that he was going to. Sighing, I realized that I’d better go upstairs and wake up Diva, so I could get to the gym as fast as possible. I felt bad that Banahene had to be alone with my brother, but I had no other choice for the moment.
“no” i said, broke away from her hold and moved over to another corner of the room. She laughed, turned and faced me once again.
“sir i’m sorry to say this but you are not behaving like a man. You are not behaving like a man that has seen a woman’s pant.
Seriously your behaviour is so annoying” she poured out coldly, while i bit my lips as i returned her gaze.
“i don’t know if you are being paid to mess with me but it’s not going to work. Just get out from my office” i said softly. She gently settled on her chair and shook her head.
“you have already cheated on your wife with me and i know you still seriously want me. I see the desire in your eyes. You are just so indecisive and scared. A very bad character for a man” she murmured, shrugged and continued.
“you should appreciate me for. doing your dirty work for you. I’m just doing what you are supposed to be doing. Do you actually want me to walk away from your life?” she asked and kept quiet. I breathed deeply.
“you talk too much for a student. You have to show a little respect” I cautioned. She stood up and grabbed her handbag.
“call me when you make up your mind. I’m leaving” she said with a sad look and moved towards the door.
“wait” i suddenly said. She scoffed, turned and faced me once again
I ran up stairs to my room, as fast as my legs could take me. Which I didn’t think was fast, but who cares? I kept running until I reached my room and when I opened up my door I found Diva still sleeping! Wow, Diva is worse than my brother when it comes to waking up in the morning.
I walked to her side of the bed, and lowered myself down to her level. I leaned next to her ear and took a deep breath before I screamed, “Wake up!”
Her eyes opened and she quickly sat up with wide eyes.
“What the heck? Diana, what are you doing screaming in my ear this early morning?” she asked, yawning.
“one: it’s not early in the morning, it’s already noon, and two: screaming in your ears was the only way I thought that could wake you,” I explained to her.
“Oh well, you could have just said, “wake up” and I would have gotten up in no time, I’m not a heavy sleeper,” she said getting up from the bed.
“Yeah, sure,” I said rolling my eyes at her.
“What?” she asked confused.
“Nothing, just get dress and ready, we have to be in the gym soon.”
“Why do we have to be in the gym right now?” she asked, rubbing her eyes.
“Well, my brother is with my personal trainer right now,” I informed her.
Diva went to my wardrobe to get her clothes for the day. When she came back she asked, “And? What’s so bad about that?”
“Everything, because, for one, he wants to kill Banahene.”
“Who’s Banahene?” she asked.
“My personal trainer, who else?”
“I don’t know, and why does he want to kill him?”
“He doesn’t trust him at all, you should have seen him,” I said, thinking back to my brother’s face, when he saw Banahene.
“Why, what does Banahene look like? I bet he’s ugly right?” She was a bad guesser this morning… or, afternoon rather.
“Not really, just the opposite. He’s is hot!” I told her, blushing a little.
“Really? You only think Jason is hot though… so this guy must be really hot, for you to think that!” she said her eyes lighting up.
“Oh, he is, but anyway hurry up and get ready. I don’t want to go downstairs, and find his gorgeous body dead,” I said jokingly as I pushed her into the bathroom.
“Alright, I’ll hurry!” She laughed, running into the bathroom and shutting the door.
I went back and sat on my bed, waiting for her to get out, so we could go upstairs to the gym, and hopefully find Banahene alive.
“i know no one does anything with no gain. So please tell me. What should i expect if i move on with you?. I have a wife i hold so dearly and you know, i can’t replace her with you?” i asked with a furiously pounding heart. She smiled, drew forward and softly grabbed my shirt.
“hmmmm a nicely put question. Well let me be honest, all i hope to gain from you are simply the entitlements befitting a mistress of a lecturer. We are in tough times you know and most times we do things that are out of the ordinary just to survive. I will get you in no trouble with your family and in return you will never allow me get in trouble with my pocket” she said boldly, drawing me back with a strange kind of shock.
“but can i afford you?” i asked as i nervously looked her all over. “your hair, clothes, makeup, can I ?” i asked.
“how much do you think a lady’s maintenance cost these days? Seriously it won’t even affect your salary. I have to leave now but if you are serious and ready to add some spark into my life. You have to take my offer before one of the new lecturers that came into this school with you takes it”
she said softly, breathed deeply and left. I speechlessly watched her leave while my head burned with worry.
Comfort simply was a super witch, so charming and spirited. Even though i was scared of admitting it openly. I so fucking needed her.
Dee turned and ran up stairs, probably going to wake Divs up for back up. I turned back to Banahene, and saw that he was looking after Diana. He needed to turn his eyes away, right now. I tried to control my anger as it began to build, as I’d promised Dee but I wanted to kill this guy so badly…
“So, Banahene, what do you think of Dee?” I asked, trying to be polite.
“She’s okay, why?”
“No reason, so do you think that my sister’s going to be in good shape soon?” I asked, trying not to punch him. My sister was way better than okay. She was amazing.
“Yeah, she will have no problem losing weight in the next six months as long as she sticks to what I tell her,” he said smiling.
“Alright, that’s good then.”
“You don’t like me do you?” he asked suddenly. I looked up surprised that he had the guts to ask me that.
“No, not really,” I admitted.
“Why?” he probed.
“Because, I don’t trust you with my sister,” I told him flat out.
“Oh, a protective brother I see,” he said, laughing.
“Yeah, and?” I asked crossing my arms across my chest. He didn’t seem to be taking me seriously.
“No, nothing, but I think you have the wrong idea.”
“What’s so funny? And what do you mean by ‘wrong idea?’,” I asked, feeling more pissed off by the guy’s laughing.
“If you think I’m going after your sister, you can be rest assured,” he said. At that I finally lost it. What’s wrong with Dee?
“So you don’t think she’s pretty enough, is that right?” I asked through clenched teeth, ready to throttle him any minute.
“No, I don’t think that, it’s just that she’s too young for me and anyways, and I’m dating someone,” he said.
“Oh?” I asked, my anger deflating slightly.
“Yeah, so don’t worry, I won’t try anything with her.”
“Good, but I’m still going to keep an eye on you,” I threatened, making sure he knew that I wasn’t going to trust him.
“Alright whatever you want, Kwesi,” he said, grinning.
“Whatever… well come on, we better get to the gym,” I muttered heading to the west staircase.
“Alright then,” he said cheerfully (annoyingly) behind me.
I really hoped that he was telling the truth, but if not, no matter what Dee says, he’s dead.
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