The next day John and the group chatted in the common lounge, but there was one who sat far from them and observed with narrowed eyes. It was Dalia. Despite her resolve to forget about John, she still couldn’t help but look at him from time to time.
Her body burned with desire whenever her gaze fell upon him. Her mind was filled with thoughts of them having sex, but her logical reasoning suppressed such desires and urges, and a frown would form on her face whenever John interacted with another woman in the base, like Amber or Maria. Unfortunately, her eyes couldn’t stay away for too long, John’s presence was just too irresistible.
"Dalia," Maria called out to Dalia and Dalia snapped out of her daze, "huh?"
"Dalia, are you alright?" Maria asked, her eyes filled with concern, "yes, yes, I’m alright," Dalia replied and averted her gaze, her face flustered and a tingling sensation between her legs.
John looked in Dalia’s direction and their eyes met, he nodded his head and a smile formed on her lips, but soon a frown replaced it and she stood up and left the lounge. Maria sighed and shook her head. Dalia didn’t want to admit it, but she missed John, his touch and his scent. However, she wouldn’t make the same mistake again, she won’t fall for John’s charms again.
But despite her words, her heart ached for John’s presence, and no amount of self-talk and reassurance could make it fade.
Meanwhile, John was chatting with Amber and June, they were laughing and joking, their faces filled with smiles, and Dalia’s expression darkened, she turned around and stomped away, "fuck that!" She cursed under her breath and rushed towards the training arena, frustration and jealousy burning inside her like a furnace.
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"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Dalia cursed and slammed her fist against the sandbag, causing the sand to burst out and scatter all over the floor.
Why not? She kept asking herself. She was the one who ran out on him, she was the one who abandoned him and now she had all these women around him. Why does her chest ache at the sight of John interacting with other women? Why does she feel like crying? She didn’t understand, and the more she tried to understand, the more her feelings became a jumbled mess of confusion and frustration.
Dalia kept punching the sandbag, her mind filled with thoughts of John. She thought about how it felt to be held in his arms, how it would feel to kiss him. She thought about the date they had and how it was the most fun she had in her entire life, and as she punched the sandbag, tears streamed down her cheeks and she fell to her knees, sobbing and crying, "fuck! Why!? Why am I feeling like this? It was me, it was me who left him."
Dalia cried until she had no more tears to shed, she wiped her tears with the back of her hand and stood up, her expression determined and her eyes blazing with resolve.
She will do it, she will win John back, she will have him for herself, and she will make sure that she is the only one for him, no matter what it takes!
Dalia marched towards John’s room and knocked on his door, she took a deep breath and exhaled, her eyes shining with determination and resolve.
"Come in," John said, his voice firm and commanding, and Dalia stepped inside his room, her chest heavy and her body tense, "John," she called out his name, her voice shaking, "what is it, Dalia?" John asked, his tone neutral.
"I... I want to apologize to you," Dalia stuttered and averted her gaze, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry for running out on you, and leaving you all alone back then, and I want to ask you for a chance, a chance to make it up to you."
She blurted out in one go, and John’s expression softened, "Dalia, I already forgave you," he said.
"I know, John, but I want a chance, a real chance. I want to prove to you how much you mean to me this time. I want to do what I should’ve done back then."
John gazed at Dalia for a moment, before saying, "alright, I accept your apology, and I’ll give you a chance, but know that I won’t go easy on you, Dalia."
A smile formed on her face, and her eyes lit up, "thank you, John," she said, her voice trembling, "you won’t regret it, I’ll show you how much you mean to me," she said, looking at him with a fire in her eyes, and with that, Dalia left John’s room, her heart pumping excitedly and faster than ever before. She kept thinking of how she will win John back, and how she will show him how much he means to her this time.
’This might work, ’ John thought to himself, a sinister grin formed on his face and excitement simmered low in his gut. He thought Dalia was ready to finally end things with Julian, which meant he would finally obtain that S-rank skill from the system quest. His gamble paid off, he had surmised that he needed to let Dalia stew in her own thoughts. He thought she would eventually cave in and take a final, desperate step and she did.
He plopped down limp on the bed, thinking of his next move. He knew it was only a matter of time until Theodore came knocking on their door. He had done all he could and he knew the base could now withstand any attacks, but if Theodore was really determined to take them back with him, he could just camp outside. They would have to leave for supplies, eventually. He needed to get stronger, but how? The last quests from the system had good rewards, but he needed much more power if he wanted to beat Theodore.
As John thought about his options, the system’s notification chimed.
[The Childhood Friend Quest Completed]
[Delivering Rewards]