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"Coming!" yelled Lily, running to her door. "Oh! Derek, come in," she said, opening the door. He smiled shyly, stepping inside her house. "What brings you here?"
"I, uh, I wanted to invite you to dinner. I thought about what you said and I wanted to apologize for being rude lately and I wanted to make it up, inviting you to dinner."
Lily smiled. He acted like he was asking a girl out on his first date. "Oh, Derek. Of course I will. Let me go get ready and I'll be down in a hurry," she said running up stairs. Lily dressed quickly, putting on one of her spare dresses on and letting her down.
"Wow, you look great. Are you superwoman?" he teased.
Lily laughed. "No, I'm not."
"Well, lets go shall we," he said, offering her his arm. She nodded, walking out the door.
Lily and Derek walked inside a small restaurant; it wasn't lavishing, but it was still formal.
"Table for two?" asked the waiter. Derek nodded and followed the waiter, as he lead the way to their table. Lily stopped dead at her tracks, seeing Bruce and Diana sitting at a table opposite theirs.
"Well what the hell is this?! Since when do they allow people like them inside a restaurant like this," said Diana.
Lily rolled her eyes and flashed them a smile. "I'm shocked that you can actually read the menu, Mrs. Wayne," she said, seeing the menu in Diana's hand. "Or does your husband do it for you?" she asked, turning her gaze towards Bruce.
"Diana can read the menu perfectly, right, babe?" Bruce said winking at her, kissing her lightly on the lips. Diana giggled and wrapped her arms around Bruce's neck, kissing him again.
Lily scowled in disgust seeing Diana kiss Bruce like if she was some kind of vacuum. "Come on, Derek. We should give the newlyweds more room for their make-out session," she said sitting down at the table.
"Are you jealous, Miss Rose?" asked Bruce wiping his wife's lipstick off.
Lily laughed. "Me, jealous? Please! Why would I be jealous of the two of you. Besides, Derek and I came here to have a special dinner, just the two of us," she said smiling at Derek. Lily's smile grew wider seeing Bruce's face tighten. He's jealous, she thought.
Derek and Lily ordered their food and waited for it to come out. Lily couldn't help glancing over to Bruce's and Diana's table. Seeing them holding hands and sometimes hearing Diana giggle made her want to yank her hair off. She felt butterflies in her stomach whenever Bruce glanced her away.
"Belinda, what's wrong? You seem tense," said Derek, cupping her face.
"What? What makes you say that?"
"Well, you're attacking your napkin," he said, removing the pieces out of her hands.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I've been stressed a lot lately. Remodeling my house and working for that... jerk," she spat.
"Why are you working with him if you hate him so much?" he said turning his head to look at the table opposite theirs.
"I have my reasons," she said, gripping her knife.
"Belinda, please," he said, grabbing the knife, seeing Diana and Bruce kiss once again.
Belinda groaned. "Sorry. Please excuse me. I have to go to the bathroom," she said getting up.
Bruce looked in curiosity as Lily went into the bathroom. "I wonder what's the matter with little Missy over there," scoffed Diana. "Maybe her date isn't treating her right," she said, glaring at Derek.
"Mr. Wayne, I'd appreciate if you keep control of you wife."
"Diana, please. I have to go wash my hands," he said, getting up from the table.
"But, Bruce," whined Diana, but he was already gone. She growled. "This is your fault, Parker."
"Really? Is it my fault that you can't keep your husband focused on you for more than a minute?" he said turning around to look at her.
Diana's mouth widen. "How dare you?! You have no right!"
"Oh, really. Then how come your husband has not stopped staring at my date since we've gotten here?"
"W-What? Please! She's not that pretty. Besides, I've seen the way she looks at my husband. She's nothing more than a slut. Maybe you should find yourself another girl," she said turning her back from towards him.
"You know what? You should stop worrying about me and start worrying about your husband because if he's seeing other women this early in your marriage then maybe you haven't satisfied him in bed, eh, Didi?"
"Shut up!" she snarled, looking at him again. "Bruce loves me and no one else. You're only jealous of us."
Derek laughed. "Me? Of you? No, Mrs. Wayne. There's no jealously, but maybe you haven't forgotten of our night together and your conscience isn't allowing you to sleep with Bruce."
"Is said, shut up!" she shrieked. People were starting to turn their heads at their direction, making Diana turn red in embarrassment.
"Why? Why can't I get him out of my head? Why can't I stand seeing those two together after what they did to me?" cried Lily. "No, I have to remain strong. I have to finish this and I'm not backing out now," she said wiping her tears off.
"Belinda? Why are you crying?" asked Bruce, seeing her red face and watery eyes. He reached out to wipe her tears, but Lily moved away.
"Don't touch me. I wasn't cry... I-I just have allergies," she stammered.
"No, don't lie to me because I know it's not true," he said.
"And so what if it's true or not. It's my problem not yours," snapped Lily.
Bruce sighed. "Look, Belinda, we shouldn't argue every time we see each other. As long as we're working together, let's remain friend, hm?" he said putting his hand out.
Belinda gave him a look, but slapped his hand away. "I don't want to be your friend," she growled.
"Bruce, what's going on here?" asked Diana, coming in with Derek.
"Look, Diana, please don't start acting hysterical because we're in a public place," she said annoyed. Lily grabbed her head, feeling it start to pound.
"Belinda, I think it's better that we go," he said, taking her hand.
"You know you're right, Parker," Diana said, going to Bruce's side. "This restaurant is too small and it's not big enough for the four of us. And why is it that you're always so near my husband. Are you trying to steal him away from?"
"Diana, please," hissed Bruce, quietly.
"Derek, please take me home. I'm not feeling so well," she said faintly. "I can't stand small places or discussions." Derek nodded and took Lily out of the restaurant.
"Belinda!" called Bruce, following her, but Diana pulled him back.
"Bruce, what the hell is your problem with that woman? Why are you acting this way?" demanded Diana.
"I told you Diana," said Bruce, getting out of his car and opening the door for Diana, "there's nothing between Belinda and me."
"Hm! I wonder why that woman showed up the same exact day as our wedding. Don't you think it's weird?" asked Diana.
Bruce shrugged. "I don't know. It was probably a coincidence. And there's no need for you to worry about Belinda. She hates me. I don't know why, but she does."
"Uh-huh, um, Bruce and you? Do you hate her, as well?" she asked crossing her arms.
Bruce sighed. "Look, Diana. I got married with you to make this marriage work and make you happy, and I'm going to keep my promise," he said, kissing her hands.
"Oh, Bruce," she said kissing his lips. "I'm sorry I've been acting crazy lately. I truly am."
"Then show me, Diana," he said pushing her hair from her eyes. "Show me," he whispered. He lifted her chin up and kissed her lips, wrapping his arms around her waist. Diana tried to kiss back, but the image of Mario raping her came into her mind once again.
"No! No! Get away from me," she yelled, pushing Bruce away from her.
"Diana, what the hell is your problem?! Why don't you let me touch you?"
"I-I'm sorry, Bruce, b-but I need time. Please, that's all I ask of you. More time," she explained, with a shaky voice.
"Fine, fine. I'll give you all the time in the world, but tonight I'm sleeping in Lily's bed," he said angrily walking inside his house.
Diana let out a sob and sat at the steps of the house. She wanted nothing more than to be with Bruce, but every time she had a man touch her that way made her sick. She felt like a disease, incurable and irremovable.
THE SCENE WASN'T INSIDE THE BATHROOM, BUT AN AREA JUST OUTSIDE IT, LIKE A LOBBY OR SOMETHING SIMILAR. THE DINNER WITH MARIO WILL BE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER, JUST SAYING. HOPE YOU LIKED THIS CHAPTER! THANKS FOR READING AND PLEASE REVIEW!
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