Hearing him calling her, "Diandra, opens the door please, I need to speak with you."
Waiting and hoping he will leave, Diandra thought, 'If she don't open the door he will go away, but he keep knocking. "Diandra, I know you are listening to me, please open the door.
I promise I won't hurt you, I know you are scared of me, but please I beg you to open the door,
I really need your help, Diandra, you know mom only trusted you with her things."
Unable to hear him pleading after fifteen minutes, she unbolt the door and step outside.
Staring her in the face, then from head to foot thinking, 'Four years, and she haven't gotten one inch fatter, Alex didn't realize how much he had missed her, now that he was so close to her.'
Standing up only to see her take a step backward, "I am sorry to disturb you, but I need your help, no tricks I promise you and I will pay you for your work."
Observing the way, she twitches her nose, in such a scornful way, "Will you just listens to what I have to say? Then you can make your final decision?"
"Why would I want to listen to you, or help you?" Alex heard her snap.
"Diandra, this is very important." He pleaded with her.
"I don't care just go away, I don't want to listen to you, I don't want to be left alone with you, so please leave."
Seeing she step inside and was about to close the door, he place his foot between the door, "Please I beg you, listen to my proposal, then you can make your decision, I am desperate."
Noticing she was giving him a hearing, "Look, I want to repaint the house, but I need someone to stay in the house while the men work.
I don't trust anyone to stay with all of mom antiques and precious belongings. If my being home will be a problem for you, then, I will only come home to bath and change, please I need your help?"
Opening the door for him to enter, 'Knowing if he really wanted to use force, he only had to push the door, but he did not. "Thank you."
When she indicated with her hand for him to enter, but then she steps out of his reach.
Every time I tried to take a step towards her, she sides step him. "Diandra, I know you are still afraid of me, but believe me I am really sorry and I won't hurt you again, I promise."
"If you didn't want to hurt me, then why didn't you visit me before now?"
"I am sorry about that but the reason I am here is the interior designer needed someone to be in the house while they work.
I can't stay home because I recently got some new contracts, and I am expecting a few more.
Diandra, all of Mom paintings are in the house, and I am afraid while moving it, it might get damaged or misplaced.
She only trusted you with her things so please, if you don't want to do it for me, then please do it for mom?
I don't expect you to forgive me, because I haven't forgiven myself, just help me out this once.
If you are unable to help me, then I will have to cancel all arrangements, until I am free and I don't know when they will be available again."
Watching him wondering, he seems sincere enough but very desperate. "And when will this work begin?" Diandra query.
Shock, that she even responds to his plea, "Monday morning bright and early!"
"I am sorry, as you can see, I have started cleaning, and it will take me a good few days to complete this task."
"How about, I help you and if we are not finished by tomorrow, then we will return next weekend and complete it?"
"You will help me dust and wipe?"
Seeing the shock on her face but ignores her saying, "Yes!"
"Sorry, I don't want your help, I have survived these four years without your help, and I will continue to survive on my own."
'Alex knew she was so right, but how will he get her to change her mind?'
Before she could move a step, he reach out and hold her hand. Her outburst was worse than he had expected, "Don't you ever touch me again, do you hear me?"
Seeing the way she brushes his hands away and jumps backward, and the fear in her eyes were as if his touch was dirty. As she keeps wiping her hand then run into the kitchen and wash her hand.
Unable to believe what he was seeing; 'Does she hate me that much?' "Oh my God, I am really sorry, this is a big mistake. I am so, so sorry, I never realized until today how much you detest me?"
Sitting on the chair,Diandra heard him repeating how sorry he was. "I am sorry, I made a grave mistake thinking you will be available or even willing to help me."
Resting his head on the table, Diandra heard him groan as though he was in some sort of pain. Wanting to reach out and comfort him, but then she stop suddenly.
Thinking, 'I am certainly sure this is one of his tricks to get me to pity him, and return with him to the house.'
Diandra started to laugh then turn her back to him, "You think I am some kind of dimwit, that if you come with that story about Christina trusting me, I will give in, how stupid do you think I am?
Look as far as I am concern, I don't have to listen to anything you have to say. I don't want to help you and furthermore I don't want to see you.
Go to your friends you said I embarrass you in front of, in-fact where are all those so call friends now that you need help?
Shouldn't you be going to them instead, so why did you come running to me? They are the ones you should go to for assistance.
Nothing new has change in my life, I am the same stupid Diandra, the illiterate fool, why come to me? I have nothing to offer you or anyone else?"