P.O.V - Oliver.
She sits on me as she talks about why I'm acting in such a way.
From the way she speaks I almost felt bad for her...
But I knew, I knew this was all just a charade.
Looking into her eyes I could remember the good days in our childhood.
She used to be an angel, though aggressive sometimes she was a sweet girl.
Why Diana?...
"Why would you betray me?.." My thoughts slip out my mouth.
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'B...Betray? What's he talking about?' Diana thinks to herself.
"What are you talking about Oliver? How did I betray you?" She ask with a puzzled expression.
Oliver looks away as he heaves a sigh.
'That was mistake, didn't mean to ask her, my thoughts slipped out.' Oliver says in his head.
"Never mind that, could you please get off me?" Oliver says.
"No, answer my question Oliver, what do you mean betray?" Diana asks.
"That was a mistake, I just spoke gibberish for a moment there." Oliver replies.
"Nobody speaks gibberish and looks so serious Oliver...
Is this about my meeting with Chris? You know how I feel about that dude, I do not like him, he kept inviting me for dinner so I accepted this one time...
I'm sorry if that hurt you, I'll never meet him again if..." Diana speaks.
"No Diana, you can keep meeting him, I think that's for the best, you guys actually fit." Oliver cuts off Diana.
'I have no idea what meeting or dinner she's talking about, but I remember Chris, he was really into Diana, he eventually rose to a high position in the company after Joseph took it from us.
And he didn't waste any chance he got to insult or shame us when we fell low...' Oliver thinks.
"Are you jealous?" Diana asks.
"Get off me Diana." Oliver says as he flips her unto the bed and now he's the one on top.
A sharp gasp exits Diana's mouth as she is suddenly flipped.
The two suddenly get lost in each other's eyes.
Their faces unconsciously drew nearer and nearer.
Oliver gets himself after fifteen seconds and withdraws.
He gets off the bed and backs Diana.
"Please leave Diana." He says to her.
"No, I'm gonna lay here till you come to your senses or talk to me properly." Diana says as she fold her hand.
'Is this lady serious right now?' Oliver wonders as he smacks his face with his left palm.
"Diana, this is my room." Oliver says.
"So?" Diana questions.
"What do you mean So?? I don't want you here right now." Oliver states.
"And why should I listen to you?" Diana asks while still laying there on the bed with her arms folded.
Oliver stands there confused...
"Wh...what do you..." Oliver stutters.
He covers his face with his right hand as he heaves a sigh.
"Diana, a boy and girl shouldn't be alone in a room for too long you know?" Oliver says.
"Well if my memory serves me right, we use to spend hours alone in this room." Diana counters.
"W...we were still kids then." Oliver objects.
"Ahh, were we kids when we kissed for the first time in this bed?" Diana questions as she turns to look Oliver right in the eye.
"Wh...wha...what???" Oliver stutters as he begins to blush hard in embarrassment.
"Wh...why would you bring that up now? that was long ago." He says with his cheeks all red.
"No that was a year an three months ago." Diana objects.
"You were so bad at kissing..." Diana says as she burst into laughter.
"What? you were worse, your tongue was all over my cheeks." Oliver counters as he points at Diana with his face full of embarrassment.
"H...Hey you don't mock a girls past Oliver." Diana says as her face turns red from embarrassment.
"Ohhh, but you can mock mine?" Oliver says as he chuckles.
"Ahhh, or the time I mistakenly grabbed your left breast and after I took off my hand you looked at me with those puppy eyes and went;
' Y...You can touch them more of you want...' " Oliver mocks as he imitates Diana with a laugh.
"Arghh Shut up!!!" Diana yells in embarrassment as he gets off the bed.
She picks a pillow and throws it at Oliver who is having a laugh.
"Or do you remember..." Oliver speaks.
"Shut Up! Shut Up!!!" Diana yells as she runs to stop Oliver.
She hits her leg hard on a stool and as she yelps in pain she falls over but Oliver quickly rushed to catch her.
"Hey are you ok?" Oliver asks.
"Ouch, fuck! Why do you have a stool in the middle of your room?" Diana asks.
It isn't in the middle, it's by the bed, I don't know how you hit it still." Oliver replies.
"Let me help you up." He says and he helps her back unto the bed.
She sits whining in pain.
"Let me see it." Oliver says as bend down to her feet.
His hand traces down from her thighs down to her shin on her leg where she had hit.
Diana shudders as his hand slides down her leg.
"Whats wrong with you? please stay still." Oliver says.
"Sorry, ignore that." Diana replies.
'You dumb fuck, how do you touch a girl like that and expect no reaction...How do you touch me like that and expect no reaction?' She thinks to herself.
"I'm going to apply an ointment." Oliver says to Diana and she nods her head in agreement.
"Sorry, it must be painful." Oliver says as he brings out an ointment from his bedside drawer.
He places a little on his hand and begins to apply it on the spot.
Carefully he caresses and massages the spot with his hands.
Diana covers her mouth with he hands as muffled moans to let out.
"Sorry." Oliver says.
The moans slowly subsides.
As Oliver stays on one knee massaging her leg, Diana finds herself staring at him with a smile.
It felt nice.
It felt sweet to be treated such way until Oliver began to speak;
"Lets not speak to each other anymore Diana, I do not like you.. In fact, I find you disgusting, not just the engagement, I do not want to have anything to do with you anymore...
This will be the last time I speak to you properly, out of respect for our good times, I'll help you with this and..."
Diana suddenly pulls away her leg from Oliver's grasps.
"Disgusting? Really Oliver? You hate me that much?" Diana asks as her heart aches from the words from Oliver.
Oliver takes a little while before replying but still looking into Diana's eyes and replies.