Twins For My Ex-boyfriend

1: After five years.

DIANA

I couldn't possibly see anything else.

My exboyfriend and the father of my twins are sitting at the table I was supposed to attend to.

As I continued approaching towards the table where he was seated with three other men, I furrowed.

He looked as gorgeous as ever, even better than he did five years earlier.

He'd grown, and the closer I got to him, the more I noticed the small changes in his face.

Albert didn't keep beards five years ago, but now he did and they were perfectly trimmed and neat.

I felt my palm becoming sweaty and my legs shaking as I walked closer to the table he was seated at.

My heart was beating fast with every step I took closer to him.

Who would have thought that I'd see the man who broke my heart into pieces in the restaurant I work at after five years.

The man who dumped me and made me feel like I was not worthy. The man who ruined other men for me and the man I was supposed to hate with all my heart.

Well, I should have expected it as I worked in a fivestar restaurant and a lot of rich and prominent people patronized them a lot.

It was well known to people but never did it cross my mind that I would see him here.

After Albert broke my heart five years ago, he was nowhere to be found until three years ago when I saw him on the television.

Six months after taking over from his father, he has been able to accomplish a lot and helped expand his father's business.

I took in a deep breath and exhaled before standing at the table that needed my service. I forced a smile to my face. "Good evening sir, my name is Diana and I will be at your service today," I introduced myself.

At that moment, Albert lifted his head from his phone and his eyes met mine.

My eyes met his blue eyes, the ones that always made my heart skip whenever I looked at them and I hiccuped And looked away not wanting to stare at him for any more seconds.

"Can I have the menu?" One of the men asked.

"Oh...here it is." I stuttered, handing the menu to him and the others.

I could feel Albert's hot gaze on me but I didn't look in his direction.

I didn't like how affected I was that he was looking at me and why my heart was beating faster than normal.

I was over him and any feeling I have left for him is hate, but yet I was nervous knowing he was staring at me.

They all told me what they wanted after carefully looking through the menu. Albert was left to make his order and so I lifted my head to look at him and I felt shivers down my spine when my eyes met him.

"What do you want sir?" I managed to say it without stuttering.

"I want your best main dishes," he said in a deep voice, one that I loved to hear whenever I woke up by his side every morning.

Hearing his voice made me angry because I not only missed them, but it made me think of the good old days between us until he broke my heart and left.

"I'm afraid that I will need a specification because all of our dishes are very good," I replied, avoiding eye contact with him.

"If you were to eat here, what would you get for yourself? I would like to have something that you would get for yourself if you wanted to eat here," he said and I nodded my head.

"Okay, sir. I will be back in five minutes," I said before turning to walk away.

I exhaled deeply as soon as I was away from them. It wasn't easy for me to be in the same space as him and not have mixed feelings.

I returned to the table with their orders and just as I was about to place Albert's order on the table, I tripped and almost fell Albert caught me and so I found myself seated on his lap, but thankfully the food didn't fall as Albert had caught them with his other hand

My eyes widened and my heart skipped once I realized the position I was at. I immediately got up from his lap and quickly apologized.

"I'm so sorry sir."

I was sure I saw Albert smirk, but before I could confirm it, he had a blank look on his face.

"Aren't you a clumsy one, young lady," I heard one of the men say and I bowed my head to apologize?

"I'm so sorry," I quickly apologized to them.

"It's fine," Albert said, placing the food on the table.

I walked away from them with tears in my eyes, threatening to slip. I entered the bathroom and began to cry.

I felt so angry and embarrassed about what happened minutes ago and worse, Albert's reaction. I didn't know how I expected him to react, but I didn't like that he saw me in this situation.

After some minutes, I stepped out of the bathroom and continued my work. I pleaded with Laura, a friend of mine, to take over Albert's table for me and she did without complaint, which I was grateful for.

I closed for that day around eleven and as I was heading home, I heard someone call my name.

I knew who that voice belonged to because I was once in love with that voice. I turned around to see Albert running up to me.

"Diana," he called again and I began to walk faster than I usually do because I didn't want to see him and I didn't want to talk to him.

"Stop walking already Diana."

Albert held my wrist, stopping me from walking all thanks to his long legs and in anger, when I turned around, my hands moved faster than I expected and landed on his left cheek, leaving a loud sound.

2. Feelings bad

DIANA

It took all it had in me not to shed tears while walking back home. I have never felt the urge to walk home this much before.

I needed to calm my nerves, not after encountering the person that broke me. The only man I ever loved but got dumped by him because he saw me unworthy of being by his side.

I inhaled and exhaled deeply before entering my apartment.

"Mummy!" Ammika called with excitement laced in her tone the moment I entered the apartment.

I smiled at her before kicking my shoes off. She ran from where she sat to come to hug me and I hugged her back.

"My little princess is happy. How was school today?" I asked her inquisitively as I squat down to her height level.

"Today at school was very fun. We did a spelling bee competition today and I won," she said excitedly.

"That's so nice. That's my baby girl. You make mummy proud," I kissed her on her cheek.

"Welcome home mummy," Armani said, coming out of the kitchen with an apron on him and flours all over his body

I gasped, "Armani, what do you think you are doing?" I asked him, standing back on my feet with my hands on my waist.

He giggled, showing off his teeth stained with chocolate. "I wanted to make dinner for us," he said and I groaned mentally.

Armani won't be the death of me. Ever since he turned four, he always went to the kitchen intending to make breakfast, lunch, or dinner for us, but instead, he ends up messing up the entire kitchen and telling me that the food is almost ready.

"I am almost done cooking mummy," he told me proudly and I facepalmed myself.

I walked toward him. "Where is Kate?" I asked him.

Kate was supposed to look at my kids. I pay her to look after them, and most especially Armani, because he is always wanting to touch everything.

"She left to get something from the store some minutes ago and Armani went into the kitchen even when I reminded him that you told him not to because he couldn't cook," Ammika answered.

"I can cook," Armani retorted with a frown on his face.

I held Armani's hands. "Armani, you can't cook. I have told you to stop going into the kitchen. You end up messing everywhere up," I scolded lightly and the skin between his brows creased.

"But you haven't tasted my good yet, so how do you know that?" He replied and I shook my head in disbelief.

Armani might look nothing like his father Albert, but he was just as stubborn and persistent as him.

Albert can't cook but he would never accept that and every time he tries to make food for me, it either gets burnt or doesn't have a taste.

"Armani, listen to me and listen carefully. You do not know how to cook and stop trying to. That only makes you irresponsible and mummy hates irresponsible boys!" I chided.

Armani's face changed. I watched as tears formed in his eyes and I realized just what I had done.

I had raised my voice on him because of a little memory of his father that resurfaced in my head.

Armani began to cry. "I don't like you any more mummy," he said to me before running away from me with tears in his eyes.

I rake my hair with my fingers frustratingly, realizing what I had just done. I passed the anger I felt for his father on to him and now I feel bad for my actions.

"I'm so sorry Diana, I had to rush to get some tampons from the store."

I heard Kate's words from behind me and I turned to face her.

"What happened?" Kate asked, noticing the silence in the room.

"It's nothing. Thanks for today and you can go home. For now, I am back home," I told her and she nodded her head.

"Bye Ammika," she said.

"Bye Kate," Ammika replied.

"Where is Armani?" She asked Ammika.

"He went to his room," Ammika said.

"Okay, tell him I sent my kisses," she said before walking out of the door.

"Come on Ammika, it's time to sleep," I said to her.

After tucking Ammika into the bed, I went to Armani's room to check on him.

By the time I got to Armani's room, he was sleeping. I felt my body stiffen while staring at him. I felt bad for making him cry.

While Armani hardly does what he is told, Ammika does all that she is told. Armani reminded me a lot of Albert but I never scolded him so harshly as I did until tonight and I blamed Albert for it.

I climbed on the bed and lay beside him. "I'm sorry my baby. I am very sorry," I kissed him on his cheek with tears in my eyes.

"You have been doing fine Diana, you will be fine," I said to myself, hoping it would console me but it didn't.

The wounds that took so long to heal opened again and it hurt all over again. I felt the same pain I felt when he dumped me.

I felt the same pain all over again. I exhaled deeply, trying to not feel pain but I couldn't. Memories of the past flashed in my head and I hated it.

I hated that my past haunted me like a nightmare. For the first two years, I couldn't close my eyes without being haunted by that night. The night where all my misery started from.

"I love you so much Diana and I promise to never break your heart."

The lies that came out of his mouth resurfaced in my head and I bit my inner cheek to control myself. I didn't want to remember. I refuse to remember the lies he said to me. The promises he made to me and I refuse to remember that night.

I stared at my Armani. "You won't ever be like him. You are mummy's responsible boy. I love you with all my heart." I kissed him on his forehead.

3: A dream of the past

"Oh my goodness Albert, you startled me," I placed my palm on my chest, trying to calm my nerves.

Albert smiled, showing him a smile worthy of a million and I felt my heart skip.

He walked closer to me and placed his hands on my waist, running up and down my curves. "You missed me?" He asked and I smiled at him before wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Yes. I did," I replied.

He leaned forward and kissed me. "I missed you too. Which is why we will be spending the whole day today," he said and my smile widened.

"Are you for real?" I asked him, wanting to be sure.

"Of course. It's going to be for you and I alone and that's a promise because first, I will switch off my phone," he said.

He tucked his hands in his back pocket and took out his phone. Right in front of me, he switched it off.

"Shall we?" He said and I nodded my head with a smile on my face.

He intertwined his fingers with mine before placing a small kiss on mine.

I woke up to the ray of the sun reflecting on my face. The moment I opened my eyes, I realized that it was a dream

Why did I have to dream about Albert? Just why?

I touched my cheek to feel that they were wet from my tears. I cried in my sleep and I did not realize it until I woke up.

I looked at the alarm on the nightstand to realize that it was fifteen minutes to six.

"Mummy," I heard Ammika call beside me and I turned to look at her.

"Is it morning yet?" She asked me.

"Yes baby, it's morning but it's not bright outside yet," I told her and she scooted closer to me before wrapping her arms around me.

"I love you, mummy," she said and I smiled.

Ammika and Armani were my strengths. They gave me a reason to live when I wanted to die and leave this cruel world.

I thought my eyes must be seeing double when I arrived at work later in the evening.

Albert was seated at that same table he sat at yesterday, but this time he had no one seated beside him.

"Thank goodness you are here Diana. Kindly attend to the table over there. He is done eating and I think he wants to pay his bills or order some packed dishes," she pointed at the table Albert sat and I mentally fainted.

I feigned a smile at her. "Okay."

"Now I can go back home, I'm exhausted," I heard Rosaline say before she walked away.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and exhaled. It wasn't enough that I had to dream about him, but now he has come to haunt me in reality too.

Albert raised his head the moment I stood opposite him at the table he sat. A smile formed on his face when he looked at me and it riled me up as I felt as if he was mocking me.

I do not know why I felt that way, but I did.

"Good evening sir," I greeted politely and in a professional tone.

"You do not have to sound so formal. You can call me by my name," he said to me and I furrowed my brows in confusion.

"Do you want to pay your bills or do you want a side dish packed for you so you could take it with you, which is it?" I asked, ignoring his earlier statement.

I looked away from him, not wanting to meet his eyes, so I looked above his head but I could feel his hot gaze on me.

"I need your best side dishes packed for me so I can take them with me," he said.

"Which of the side dishes is because I can assure you that we offer the best of our side dishes," I replied politely, still refusing to look at him.

"Just get me the one you would get for yourself," I said and I felt the urge to roll my eyes at him.

"I am afraid I can't do that sir. I can not tell your preference and I can not get for you what is preferable for me," she replied in a calm tone.

"I said, just get me, anyone," he said firmly, leaving no room for discussion.

I closed my eyes, inhaled, and exhaled deeply. I refused to be angered by him. If he thought he would get a reaction from me while at work, then he was wrong.

I guess the slap yesterday must be why he is trying to infuriate me at work, so I would lose my composure and react and then get fired.

I refused to let him and so I smiled at him even when it wasn't sincere.

"I will do just that," I told him before walking away.

I returned a little later with his packed dishes. "Here you go sir," I placed the dishes on the table for him.

"Thank you," he said, but I could care less.

"My bills," he said.

I placed his bills for him on the table. "You can go to the counter over there to pay," I told him before leaving.

I heaved a sigh of deep relief when I saw Albert leave.

After I closed from work, I changed from my work clothes to my casual clothes and left.

"Diana."

I heard a familiar voice call my name.

I thought he was gone, but I was wrong. I refused to turn around to look at him because I knew it was Albert and I wasn't going to spare him a minute.

I wonder if he doesn't understand that I do not want to speak to him and I never want to see his face. I began to run when I realized that he was catching up with me.

"Diana, please wait up. Let's speak," he said from behind me, but I refused to stop.

The thunder cried loudly and aggressively, signaling that a heavy downpour was about to grace the earth and I cursed mentally when I realized that I had forgotten my umbrella at the restaurant.

I felt a hand on me and I knew it was Albert and he had caught up to me.

In anger, I removed my hands from his hold but he held my other hand with his other hand and I pulled my hands away from him again.

"Just what do you want from me!" I exclaimed in anger.

4: A glimpse of the past

From Albert: Goodnight baby girl.

I read with a smile on my face.

I typed back my reply.

TO ALBERT: Goodnight gorgeous man.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep. When I woke up the next day, I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing.

I groaned as I hated my sleep being disturbed, which is why I never turned on my alarm after graduating high school.

I stretched my hands to get my phone on the nightstand. The moment I saw the caller ID, I snapped out of it and sat down on my bed.

I cleared my throat before answering the call.

"Good morning baby girl," I heard Albert say from the other side and I blushed.

"Good morning," I replied.

"Are you just waking up?" He asked.

"No," I lied.

"Why do I not believe you?" He said and I giggled.

Albert could tell when I was lying because I always have replies faster when I lie.

"Well that's because you don't want to," I replied.

"Okay, fine. I just wanted to let you know that you are beautiful and that I love you. Do not forget our plans for today okay?" He said and I blushed.

"I love you too and I will not forget," I replied

"Okay baby girl. Take care of yourself," he said before ending the call.

I hugged Albert from behind with a smile on my face. I heaved a sigh of relief with my head pressed on his back and my arms around him.

"If it isn't my favorite human being, I wonder who," Albert said, holding my fingers.

He turned around to face me while holding my hands. He stares at me from head to toe before looking back at my face with a grin on his face.

"If I wasn't your boyfriend, I would be jealous of that man," he said and I blushed.

Little words from Albert were enough to make my heart race faster than normal and to make my cheek red like a tomato. He did have to do much to get my attention.

"You should be proud I am yours you know," I said with a smile on my face.

"I am very proud, trust me."

He leaned down and kissed my lips before intertwining our fingers together. We began to move in the direction of his car.

"How are you preparing for your finals?" I asked him.

"Quite well. My CGPA is still firm. It's still 4.5 but I plan on graduating with a CGPA of 4.8," he said.

"My man is brilliant. I'm proud of you," I told him sincerely.

He opened the door of his car for me and I got in. He closed the door before going to the other side to enter.

He helped me with my seatbelt and placed a kiss on my lips.

"Where are we going?" I asked as he began to drive.

"I didn't tell you this beforehand because I didn't want you to do anything. We are going for a picnic. Just you, me, the wind, and the trees. We hardly spend time together and I miss you," he expatiates.

"I missed you too. What is the situation with your dad? Is he still angry with you?" I asked him.

He sighed deeply while pinching the bridge of his nose.

"We are good. He can't be angry for too long. That's my dad for you," he said and I nodded my head.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

I couldn't help but ask. His father wasn't a fan of mine and he had not hidden his dislike for me the day he saw me at Albert's place when he visited Albert unawares.

"I am sure. It's nothing new. My dad and I hardly get along. I mean he is always demanding that I do what he wants, so it's nothing new," he said.

I decided not to ask any more questions.

We arrived at our destination. After setting the place up, he asked me to sit.

I exhaled deeply as I sat down next to him.

"So what's in the basket?" I asked him.

"Some sandwiches for us and more chocolates for you," he said and I giggled in excitement.

"I want some chocolate first, give them to me," I stretched out my hands for them.

"This was why I didn't want to tell you about chocolate first. Can we at least first eat the sandwiches?" He suggested.

"Okay," I said.

Albert fed me with his hand and sometimes he would put half of it in his mouth and make me bite the other half with mine.

"Finally, my babies," I said when we finished all the sandwiches and drinks he bought.

All of a sudden, a heavy wind blew and the bright blue sky was replaced with a sky of gray.

"Did they say it was going to rain today?" I asked Albert as I got up from where I was seated with the chocolate in my hand.

"Yes," he replied and I gasped.

"Did you come with an umbrella?" I asked him.

No," he replied, pulling me closer to him with his hands on my waist.

"We are going to play in the rain. It was one of the things you wanted to do, remember?" He said and I opened my mouth in surprise that he remembered them.

I told him about this the first night I met him in the bar. I was just rambling that night to him who was a stranger to me at that time and I couldn't believe he remembered.

"You are..." I trailed off speechless, not knowing the right words to use and describe him.

"... The best boyfriend any woman can ask for right?" He winked at me.

I stood on my tippy toes and kissed him on the lips. "Thanks so much, Albert, but if I catch a cold, that's on you," I warned.

"I promise you I have other means to keep you warm," he said, biting his lips lightly.

The thunder cried loudly and aggressively, signaling that a heavy downpour was about to grace the earth and I cursed mentally when I realized that I had forgotten my umbrella at the restaurant.

I felt a hand on me and I knew it was Albert and he had caught up to me.

"Just what do you want!" I exclaimed in anger.

I was now standing face to face with Albert in the middle of the night with tears in my eyes, threatening to come out anytime soon.

5: Pleading for a chance.

DIANA

It began to rain.

The rain didn't start from drizzling.

As the rain fell heavily, the tears I held back streamed down my cheek, mixing with the rain.

It felt as if the rain was crying on my behalf too.

Why did he have to show up and why now? I thought to myself as I stared at him.

"Just what do you want?" I asked in tears, pain in my heart.

"I just want to talk," he said and I scoffed.

"Talk? Talk about Albert?" I asked him, sniffing a little.

"I don't want to talk to you, so please stay away," I pleaded even when I wasn't supposed to.

"But I can't," he said.

I asked in disbelief. "You can't? Just why? Weren't you able to before? And if I remember correctly, you wanted to stay away from me, so what's your problem?" I asked him.

I didn't know if I was angry or sad or confused, but one thing was for sure and that was I didn't want to see him ever again.

He moved closer to me and I walked back. "Don't come any closer," I warned, pointing at him with my index finger. To my surprise, he held my finger with his hand and I glared at him.

"Let go," I said through gritted teeth.

"Can we talk?" He said and I scoffed.

"Talk?" I shook my head in disbelief.

"It's your audacity for me. Why would you think that I would want to talk to you and if you spoke calmly I would consider it?" I chided.

"Me and you?" I pointed at myself and then at him with my index finger. "Can never talk," I added.

"You have gotten to be the most delusional human on earth if you think I'd speak to you. What's there to talk with you?" I asked him to remove my finger from his hold.

He ran his fingers through his hair. "We have a lot to talk about," he said and I laughed hysterically.

"A lot to talk about? So what are we talking about? Tell me please because now I am very interested."

"Are we going to talk about how you said I wasn't your type and you were just using me to pass time?" I used my index and middle finger to make gestures in the air, referring to that night when all my misery started.

"Or when you said I should never call you, I shouldn't look for you and I should simply do nothing?" I clenched my fist to control my tears.

I refused to cry in front of him anymore. I was done crying in his presence because he wasn't worth it. He isn't worth seeing my tears because he played a huge role in making me cry.

I was glad it was raining as I felt the sky was crying on my behalf too.

I stared at Albert and was taken aback by the expression I saw on his face. I refuse to believe that he regrets his actions because of the way he looked at me.

'No Diana, don't even look at him' I cautioned myself.

"Speechless are you?" I said after a few seconds when I realized that he wasn't saying anything.

"Of course. You do not remember those words, right? Or should I remind you of how you told me I wasn't at your standard and I was just a kid? Should I keep on going, Albert?" I asked, folding my arms across my chest.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, but I heard him.

I laughed out sardonically.

"Why are you sorry?" I asked him in disbelief.

"Did I fall? Did you hit me? So why are you apologizing?" I asked, not understanding why.

"Please, spare me that. Why don't you go find someone else and tell them that, because I do not need your sympathy," I spat out, disdain laced in my tone?

I pointed my index finger at him. "Do not show yourself in front of me anymore. I am warning you, Albert. I never want to see your face because you disgust me," I said, putting emphasis on my every word.

I turned around to leave. Just as I took my first step, I felt a hand snake around my waist. My eyes widened in shock and anger at the same time.

"I'm so sorry Diana. Please forgive me. I know I have wronged you in the past, but please give me another chance to make it right. Let's talk, please," he said, holding me tightly on my waist.

I have never felt so infuriated before in my life. The audacity for him to touch me with his hands. I struggled to get his hands from around my waist but he tightened his hold on me.

"Let me go, Albert!" I exclaimed in anger.

"I cannot. Not until you give me a chance to talk to you," he said and I mentally face palmed myself.

"I do not want to speak to you, so how many times do you want me to tell you before you understand?" I said through gritted teeth.

"No matter how many times you tell me to stay away, I won't. So please let's talk. Give me a chance to explain," he said.

I couldn't believe him. I couldn't believe he had the guts to ask me for a chance to speak to him.

I aggressively took his hands off me, turned around, and slapped him hard, right across his face.

"I deserve that," I hear him say.

"Of course you do. You deserve more than a slap!" I exclaimed.

" And if you try this stunt again on me, I won't just be slapping you," I warned him firmly and sternly.

"If you think I am that naive Diana of the past, then you are wrong. You do not know me and the old Diana is gone. I won't be falling for the same trick as yours anymore, so I'd advise you not touch me or even come closer to me, you hear me!" I said through my teeth before walking away from him.

ALBERT

"Are you listening to me at all Albert?" I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard the voice of my friend Jamie.

"Oh. Sorry. Come again," I said, looking in his direction.

He shook his head. "You have been lost since you arrived, is there a problem?" He asked me and I shook my head.

"None at all," I lied, but he didn't seem to believe me and I expected that from him because he knew me very well and he knew when I was bothered.

Jamie came and sat down beside me. "You and I know that's a lie. Come on, talk to me. You know that I am a good listener, right?" He said and I sighed.

"Are you thinking of her?" He asked.

Jamie knew very well the only person that invaded my thoughts and made me drink myself to sleep most times. He knew about Diana.

"I saw her," I revealed to him.

"Wow. When? Where? What did you say to her?" He asked and I sighed.

I ran my fingers through my hair. "I saw her two days ago and also last night. She works at the restaurant where I had a business meeting with investors from Spain. I saw her, Jamie and you should have seen how happy I was to see her and how angry I was at myself too."

"She hates my gut, Jamie. She hates me and doesn't want to see me. She is still affected by my words and could I blame her? If she had said those words to me, it would leave a scar on me for life." My eyes blurred with tears and I sniffled a little.

"Honestly Albert, I do not know what to say, but if there is one thing I know is that you love her so much. I only met her once, but I saw the one you looked at. You looked at her as if she was the only human that existed and I know what you did five years ago was to save her from your father and, because I know that, I'd advise that you not give up on your feelings for her and win her heart. Tell her what happened and make her yours again." Jamie placed his arms around my shoulder.

I tilted my head to look at him. "You think she will forgive me?" I asked him.

"Of course. I mean, your feelings and sincerity and all you did was to protect her so she would warm up to you although it might take time, but she will forgive you," he squeezed my arms, an act of encouragement from him and I felt that.

"Thanks so much, Jamie. I will go and talk to her now." I got up from where I was seated.

"What about what we had to discuss?" Jamie questioned.

"We will talk about that later, but for now, I have to win the heart of my woman once again," I told him and hurried out.

I drove to the restaurant I saw Diana yesterday expecting to see her, but to my surprise I didn't see her.

I sat down, waiting for her to come, but another waitress came to me instead. While I made my order, I searched for Diana with my eyes but couldn't find her.

I didn't fail to notice how the waitress stared at me, but I could care less. I was used to being stared at and I knew when a woman eyed me like that and this waitress wasn't an exemption.

I only cared about one woman staring at me and that's Diana and any other woman apart from her wouldn't get my attention no matter how beautiful they were or how much they tried to get me.

When the waitress came back with my order, I decided to ask about her.

"Excuse me," I called for the attention of the waitress just as she was about to leave.

"Yes sir. How can I help you?" She asked me with a smile on her face and I mentally shook my head because I knew she was thinking I wanted to ask for her number.

"The other waitress named Diana, is she no longer working here?" I asked.

The smile on her face was replaced with a frown immediately. "Diana?" She asked and I nodded my head.

"Yes. Diana," I clarified.

"She's a parttimer so she only comes in the evening and that's from six to eleven," she answered me and I did not fail to notice how unhappy she sounded when she answered me.

"Oh, I see," I muttered.

I didn't think she was a parttimer and it made me wonder what she was going through while she wasn't here. I was curious to know a lot about her and how she was coping with life.

I raised my head to see that the waitress had not gone.

"Is there a problem?" I asked her.

She smiled at me and I did not miss out on the way she batted her eyelashes. I mentally rolled my eyes at her behavior as I was only irritated by them.

"I can treat you better than Diana. I am very good in bed," she tried too hard to sound seductive and I only cringe at her tone.

Diana needn't do much to give me a hardon. She was that effortless in everything and here I was disgusted by the sight of someone who thought I was looking for Diana so she could warm my bed.

I glared at her. "Do they pay you to warm people's beds or to serve them? Which is it?" I snarled.

"I'm sorry sir," she said before walking away.

I took in a deep breath and exhaled.

It wasn't until an hour and thirty minutes before Diana came and my face lit up from the sight of her.

She looked so beautiful and small and I felt the urge to pull her closer to me and hug her.

Diana walked away and by the time she came back, she was dressed in the outfit given to them for work.

I called for the attention of the waitress and Diana's eyes met mine I did not miss how the smile on her face fell and a frown replaced them when she saw me.

She was angry with me and I could feel it from where I sat and I knew I deserved him. I hurt her and even when she begged me to stay, I only insulted her pride.

Diana walked towards my table with a frown on her face and I restrained myself from smiling as I didn't want her thinking that I was enjoying making her angry, whereas I was happy seeing her after waiting for almost two hours.

"Good evening sir," she greeted me.

"You do not have to sound so formal. You can call me by my name," I said to her.

"Do you want to pay your bills or do you want a side dish packed for you so you could take it with you, which is it?" She asked in a professional tone.

She wasn't sparing me a glance and I knew because I was looking at her face and she wasn't looking back at me but above my head.

"I need your best side dishes packed for me so I can take them with me," I said to her.

"Which of the side dishes is because I can assure you that we offer the best of our side dishes," she replied.

"Just get me the one you would get for yourself," I told her.

"I am afraid I can't do that sir. I can not tell your preference and I can not get for you what is preferable for me," she retorted.

"I said, just get me, anyone," I told her firmly, leaving no room for discussion.

She sighed. "I will do just that," she replied before walking away.

I felt my heartache and my stomach sink. I knew it was going to take more than a lot to get her to look at me and I was willing to do so because she deserved the best in the world.

Diana returned a little later with my packed dishes. "Here you go sir," she said.

"Thank you," I replied.

I got up and went to the counter to pay before I left.

I didn't leave, but I waited in my car for her, waiting for her to come so that I would speak to her.

I was determined to get her to speak to me today and I do not mind being slapped a thousand times for it.

DIANA

I didn't expect to go to work and see Albert seated waiting for me.

I knew he was waiting for me because I was told that he had been around by the other worker for almost two hours.

When I warned him to stay away from me, I thought he would, but who was kidding. He was Albert, the man that would do anything to get what he wants and when he gets them, he'd throw them away as if he had not gone through a lot to get them and an example was me.

I tried to be as professional as possible and didn't let him bother me like he did yesterday and the only reason i was bothered yesterday was because I was seeing him for the first time in five years.

"Diana."

I heard my name being called by a familiar tone and I mentally groaned. I thought he had left the other time, but I guessed wrong.

I remembered sternly telling him to stay away from me but he wouldn't.

"Diana, wait up."

He said once again and I picked up my pace not wanting to give him a chance to reach me.

"I said wait up," he held my wrist again, stopping me from walking any further and a memory of the past resurfaced in my head.

I stared at the picture sent to me by an anonymous number of Albert and a blonde haired girl kissing.

Albert and I had no relationship yet, but I really liked him and I looked forward to my eighteenth birthday when I could officially confess my feelings to him.

Albert is three years older than me, which makes him twenty years old and so we can't be together. I met him on my seventeenth birthday and since then we have become friends.

He was in college and we barely saw each other, but we chatted all the time. I do have a feeling he likes me, but sometimes he acts like he doesn't see me the way I see him.

I do not know how the person who sent me this image got my number and I did care to know how.

I zoom in and out of the picture, taking a look at it, knowing well it was killing me that he was kissing someone that wasn't me.

I took a closer look at the girl. She sat down straddling him before kissing him. I couldn't see her face clearly, but I knew she was older and it made me angry and jealous.

Now I understand why he told me he would be busy tonight. He was out partying with his college mates while I couldn't sleep because I hoped he'd send me a message, but I guess not.

I switched off my phone and lay down on my belly, refusing to cry, but the image of Albert kissing another girl wouldn't leave my heart and it made me angry.

I heard my phone beep and I stretched my hands to get it on my nightstand. I immediately sat up once I saw who had sent me a message.

From Albert: Goodnight baby girl. Sweet dreams.

I didn't know how to react to his message, not after what I saw. I was conflicted with my feelings and so I didn't bother sending him a reply and slept off.

The next morning, I woke up in a sour mood. I was angry at Albert but I expected to see a text from him when I woke up and when I didn't, it worsened my mood.

I walked downstairs to join my father for breakfast.

"Hi baby girl," My father said and I moved closer to kissing him on the cheek.

"Good morning dad. What's for breakfast?" I asked as I wrapped my arms around him.

"Pancakes. I know how much you love them," he replied and I sighed.

"What's wrong baby girl? Do you want to talk about it?" He asked me and I nodded my head.

He could easily tell that I was bothered, but I could not tell him why, like I usually would, because I knew he would flip when he heard I was crushing on an adult and I wasn't legal yet.

I couldn't wait to be eighteen.

"Nothing," I told him, but he did not seem to believe me as he narrowed his eyes on me, staring at me with a questioning look on his face.

"You do realize that you are not a good liar right?" His brows rose up slightly and I nodded my head and chuckled lightly, hoping it would dismiss the questions.

I walked to the dining room to sit while I waited for my dad.

FROM ALBERT: Are you busy today? We could go out, you know?

FROM ALBERT: Are you angry that I didn't come to you yesterday? I told you I was busy.

FROM ALBERT: I'm sorry. Reply to me, please.

A smile formed on my face once I read the message. I was mad at him but seeing his last message made my heart melt and before I knew it, I was typing back a reply to him.

TO ALBERT: It's fine.

Immediately I saw that he was typing back.

FROM ALBERT: Are you free today? Let's go out. I want to make it up to you.

I had no right to be angry with it for the kiss but I couldn't help but feel a tinge of hurt whenever I thought of it. I wanted to ask him about it, but I decided not to because I didn't want to find out that he now has a girlfriend. If he did, I would gladly stay away from him even if it would hurt.

That was how crazy I was for him until he shattered me into pieces.

"Just stay away from me Albert. Aren't you tired? No matter what you do, I will never ever forgive you," I seethe.