His Beautiful Addiction

Diana walked into the private room in the restaurant, her eyes fell on the person sitting by the window side and she forced a smile;

\'\'Hi… \'\'

She said, sitting down beside him. She dropped her handbag by her side;

\'\'How are you?\'\' Michael asked and Diana smiled;

\'\'I\'m doing good; thanks for asking. \'\'

 \'\'Order anything you want. \'\' Michael said and she nodded, picking the iPad, her eyes skimmed through the menu and she just ticked on red wine.

The door creaked open after a moment and the waiter walked in with their orders; he placed the glass cup in front of them and filled it with wine.

They were quiet for a long moment after the waiter had gone. Diana didn\'t even touch her drink.

\'\'Did I do anything wrong? \'\'

Diana\'s hands shook slightly as the question filtered into her ears. She had partly expected this but she didn\'t think that he would ask it so suddenly.

Did he do anything wrong?

He did not lie to her outrightly, neither did he ask her to get drunk, so literally speaking, he didn\'t do anything wrong. Diana shook her head;

\'\'No, you didn\'t do anything wrong,\'\' she replied not looking at him.

\'\'I\'m sorry. \'\' Diana\'s eyes flickered and she raised her eyes to him;

\'\'I\'m sorry, I don\'t know what I did, but I didn\'t mean to hurt you. I know you\'re not someone to get angry without a cause so I\'m sorry if I caused you to be mad.\'\'

Diana felt her heart squeeze at his confession and the sincerity she saw in his eyes, and she quickly looked away before he would get to her. It is a lie; everything he was saying is a lie. He didn\'t mean it.

She remembered the words she heard months ago and she felt a bitter taste on her tongue. How could he lie so perfectly? Right now, she regretted why she even agreed to come to see him. 

Her eyes fell to her thighs again and she felt tears blur her lids. Did she look that malleable and cheap? Why was he going through all these just to have her?

He could have just asked if he wanted sex, it wasn\'t hard for him with other women? Why was he persistent in breaking her?

Diana could not even put her mind around any of it. What exactly did he want with her?

She bit her lower lip as she thought;

\'\'I really care about you, and I don\'t want you to judge me based on my past. I would never hurt you and that is why I was sincere with you about myself from the beginning. I don\'t want us to grow apart, if there\'s anything I\'ve done wrong, please can you tell me? \'\'

Diana felt a chuckle brewing in her mouth and she shook her head in wonder; men will shock you finally.

That was it; if she continued with this friendship, she was going to dive headfirst into a rock the repercussion would be worse than anything she had ever experienced.

Breathing in; she raised her eyes to the man sitting in front of her and said;

\'\'I want us to end this. I don\'t want this friendship anymore. \'\'

Michael felt the world around him pause. For anything, he wasn\'t expecting that, and not after he apologized. It took him a moment to come to terms with what she had just said.

\'\'What… what do you mean?\'\'

He asked, a shiver in his tone;

\'\'I meant what I said, Michael, I don\'t want to be your friend anymore. Let\'s just return to being strangers as we have always been. I\'m really grateful for everything you\'ve done for me, but from now onwards I don\'t want to see you again, please do not contact me anymore. Thank you. \'\'

She said and grabbed her handbag on the table and was about to stand up;

\'\'Wait… Diana wait… \'\' Michael held her hand stopping her; his eyes were filled with pain as he stared at her, and for a second Diana actually felt that those emotions were real but she quickly looked away before it would get to her.

\'\'What did I do wrong? Please, just tell me where I went wrong? \'\'

She swallowed with a chuckle;

\'\'It\'s really funny when I hear you apologize like this; don\'t worry about what you did wrong, nothing you say now is going to change anything, please let go of my hand. \'\'

She said, trying to pull her hand away from his grip but he did not let go of her.

\'\'Diana… if you don\'t want this friendship, at least I deserve to know what I did wrong; I know it won\'t change anything but I deserve to know. \'\'

Diana thought for a moment; he was going to say another lie once she told him what she had overheard, but that would change nothing because she had already made up her mind.

\'\'Let go of me first, \'\' once she told him what she heard, she would leave, she wasn\'t sure she would be able to hold herself from breaking down in front of him.

Michael hesitated for a second before he finally let go of her. She sat back down on the chair and lifted her gaze to him.

\'\'Michael, nothing I say now would change anything, I know you\'re going to tell a lie to cover it up, but don\'t bother, because I won\'t believe you. \'\'

Michael\'s heart raced as he thought of what he had done that was so outrageous but he couldn\'t think of any.

Diana paused, taking her bag from the table and placing it on her thighs;

\'\'That day, when you were at my house, I overheard your call. Every single thing you said… and when you called me a fling. Michael, I could have understood if you just told me what you wanted from me, but not wanting to take advantage of my sincerity.\'\' She paused; \'\'no, I will not forgive that, so, goodbye. \'\'

Michael\'s eyes widened at what she said, and before she could take a step to the door, he flung up from his chair and caught her, twirling her around, he hugged her.

Diana was furious; did he actually want to continue lying after everything! This man was crazy!

\'\'Let go! Let go of me this minute!\'\'