Chapter 15

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I know this isn't update day - it's tomorrow - but I decided to give you an extra (yes it'll still be updated tomorrow as well) chapter because today IS MY BIRTHDAY!

So let's celebrate with some Jiana feels! Also, if you want to give me an amazing bday present, make sure to comment a lot on this chapter ;))))))

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I woke up alone. Diana was nowhere to be seen in the bedroom, making me sigh. I had a feeling she would be slightly mad at me today, for not informing her about my late arrival home. An image of how the dinner table was made when I got home was stuck in my head and I had to curse myself out yet again for being so stupid.

She had tried so hard these past days to make sure I knew she was worth it, to prove herself to me and make me realise we're supposed to be together. Which I have always known and I was slightly confused why she, just now, was beginning to get that way.

It was like she was holding something back from me and if she did all those things, it would make me less mad when I found out and I feared it had something to do with the baby. Hopefully, I was wrong.

I dragged my body out of the bed, forcing myself to stand up on the cold floor with my bare feet and then slowly walk down to the kitchen after I had thrown a t-shirt on with some baggy pants. I knew Diana didn't like it when I didn't style myself but I was too tired to care, at the moment.

"Babe?" I called out once I entered the kitchen, I didn't have to look very long for her as I noticed she was sitting at the dinner table, tapping away on my iPad. I couldn't tell if she was looking at a movie or the reading something. I actually didn't care either. "Good morning."

I bent down to kiss her but she budged and gave me a look of disgust, which immediately made me feel guilty. She ignored me as she passed, taking the iPad with her as well as a mug of something and walked into the living room instead. Leaving me by myself in the kitchen. Another sigh left my lips.

"Diana?" I followed her, I didn't know why my voice had sounded so confused when I knew exactly why she was acting like this. In my opinion, she had every right to be mad. I would've been mad too if it was the other way around. "Please, let me explain."

More silence was met my way. It made me frustrated, knowing she wouldn't listen to me even though she could hear me. I walked around the couch to sit beside of her, putting my hand on her thigh which she instantly shrugged off. She was staring at the TV, though, it wasn't even on. It was a black blank screen and I, for a second, thought about turning it on for her then I realised it would only make her lose more interest in talking to me.

I watched her as she took a sip of whatever was inside of her mug. It was like she didn't realise I was sitting beside of her, she ignored me so calmly that even I believed there was no one else in the room except for her. It was creepy, how good she was at it.

"You have to talk to me," I addressed, my voice slightly whiny as I spoke softly, "I'm so sorry I didn't come home last night. I made a mistake, I know. Please, forgive me."

She snorted at me, still ignoring my apology. It was like she was fully committed to making me feel worse than I already did. I've had a lump in my throat since yesterday about all of this, ever since I walked into the kitchen and saw what she had done for the two of us, I've felt awful. It was my bad we didn't have a romantic dinner last night. I should have said no to Alisa and Scooter the minute I saw them, I should have told them they have to book a meeting with me if they wanted to talk to me. I should have been clearer.

"I'm sorry," I said again, waiting for her to finally change her mind. Though, she wasn't listening. I could tell. Diana was ignoring my every word, staring at the TV and probably imagining what program there could be on it currently. She was in a whole different world, thinking about something completely else. I was just a wind whispering in her ear that she blocked out. "Okay, you know what, let's not talk then."

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