When Love Don't work

Chapter 22: Revenge Part 1

~Aretha~

A week had passed ever since that incident. I was back home but couldn't go to work. I stayed at home and did everything at home. Dia hadn't contacted me ever since we arrived. I couldn't accept this lifestyle. It wasn't for me.

It was 4 in the afternoon, raining and I was just in bed. I was wearing one of Dia's white shirts as his scent was still on it. But the more I smelled it, the more I sometimes I got reminded of what I did with my own two hands.

I shot a man, through the head. For Dia, it's normal... not for me... My hands started shaking, thinking about it. For the entire day, I did my work and now I had nothing to do. The rain started pouring a lot. 

The sound of the rain drops, hitting my window calmed me down. I slowly got out of bed and touched the glass. I truly was a gloomy day. I opened my window and let the rain hit my face. I didn't know why but... I suddenly started crying. 

I started thinking about my past. The way my parents would always decide for me, my 10-year marriage with Fedarius and then my relationship with Diabolo... It was so different from the relationship I had with Fedarius. 

There was more freedom involved, more excitement, more passion, more happiness, more... "Love..." I continued looking at the sky as my tears started falling a lot more. And then, I started sobbing. I placed my hand in front of my mouth and sat down on the ground, crying.

The wind blowing, and the rain falling on my body just got to me. I started bawling my eyes out. I was in so much pain. "Why am I in... so much pain... It's not because of you... Dia... It's because of... M-" 

I continued crying as the rain began to pour a lot harder. I didn't know what I want. I felt lost. I felt so... "Alone..." Crying was all I did for the next hour until I fell asleep on the floor. I didn't know what time it was or if it was a dream...

I suddenly heard my window closing and someone's arms around my body, lifting me and gently placing me on the bed. My shirt was removed and replaced with another. I held that person tight and then I sniffed them. 

Their scent was familiar... too familiar... "Why are you here... Why am I dreaming about you..." "Because even in your dream... You still need someone to care for you and to your dreams, it's me." His voice, was calming but also... sad...

"Have you been... crying?" I asked. "Of course, I have. I'm sad because we won't see each other again... even in our dreams..." I hugged them tighter. "Please, stay..." I buried my face into their neck. "Anything for you, Princess..." 

Just those words... made me feel even sadder. Did I hurt them... even in my dreams... They hugged me tighter as we laid in each other's embrace on the bed. I felt at peace. I felt... safe. I felt... at home...

Leaving the airport, I exhaled. A week later of me feeling sad, I decided to come back to DC for a bit. Mia said that I might be homesick. So, I took 3 months off just to unwind. I looked at my phone and looked at my lock screen. It was a picture of Dia and me. 

For some reason, I left him a message, telling him that I would be going back to DC for 3 months and then we could talk better. He didn't respond but he did listen to it. That was enough for me. I looked up from my phone and smiled.

My best friend, Danny, started walking towards me and gave me hug. "Hey girl, how are you?" I smiled at him, and he smiled back at me. "I'm doing better now that you're here." He gave me a tight hug. 

"Alright. Give me those bags, we're going to my place because we are going to finally have that sleepover that I've been dreaming of doing." I chuckled as he placed my luggage in the car. We got in the car. "But first, our first stop will be at our favorite restaurant." 

He started playing 'So What by BTS' and this was one of favorite songs that I loved to play, especially when Danny was around. He then drove towards the restaurant. We ordered and then went shopping. 

I must say, I had so much fun. We were now walking the streets of DC, drinking some juice when he started talking. "So, Are... tell me... When did your fashion elevate? You look so good right now." I chuckled. 

"I'm just wearing a dress." He looked at me in disbelief. "Yeah, a very long and tight dress that is showing all your curves. I mean... look at that ass. It got bigger." I slightly pushed him aside. "Leave me alone." 

"I will not. I have been praying for the day that me and Are could finally have a conversation like this and I'm going to enjoy it." I smiled at him. "You're not so bad looking yourself. With them jeans and turtleneck top. Flexing all your muscles." 

We both laughed and continued walking. We talked about this and that. Basically everything. I also told him that me and Diabolo are taking a break after that incident. He respected my decision and also gave me advice and I was thankful for that. 

"Again, Are... I am truly thankful for what you did for me." He said as both of us were waking to his car, through the parking lot. It was quiet for some reason. "I saw someone in need and that needed a second chance." 

He chuckled. "But still. Where everyone walked away, you were there for me. You helped me get back on my own two feet and I couldn't be happier." We smiled at each other. We made it to the car. 

Before I could even speak, we were suddenly grabbed by people dressed in black. They picked me up and carried me away. The last thing I saw was them beating Danny up before everything went pitch black. "Dia..."