Eternal Roses

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Génesis POV
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It had been four days and we hadn't found anything yet and honestly I was fucking spiraling down a black hole. I hadn't left our room since that night and yes I'm saying our now. I won't let anybody in other than Matías, I'm mad at my father for obvious reasons and I can't look at Mama or Aurora without wanting to break down. Aurora sat outside my door yesterday for about an hour and as bad as I wanted to open the door and hug her I couldn't move from my spot on the bed. Papa tried to talk to me as well and in response, I threw my glass of water at the door, I'd say that's progress for working through my emotions. I haven't seen my brothers since that night either but they knew it was safer for them to stay.

For the last two days, once I was able to stop crying, I've done nothing but track and try to find anything that would lead me to Diego or tell us something of where he went. So far I've come up with nothing and I was going insane, if I didn't find something soon I was going to self-destruct. Abuela was fine and had a successful surgery, but she was in a coma so until she woke up there was nothing else they could tell us. There was a knock on the door and I could tell it was Matías and I hummed in response but never looked up from my laptop, I looked in the corner of it to see it was quarter to 5 pm I had lost all sense of time since the wedding. When I heard the door open he let out a heavy sigh, he wanted to be able to find Diego for me but he wasn't having any more luck than I was even with all the men we had searching every inch of Salvador.

"Hermosa, I need you to eat." He had been bringing me meals and water since I refused to leave the room or be seen by anyone else. I was still searching for something on my laptop when he pushed the screen down slightly earning an annoyed groan from me, I looked up at him in annoyance to see he had a sandwich with chips. He was wearing an apologetic smile but motioned the plate to me and I began to eat. Even though we had our agreement where I said I would talk to him about what was going on in my head, I couldn't find the words or form proper sentences. My head was spinning and the only thing that was able to control my thoughts was looking for Diego.

I ate half of my sandwich and chips and motioned the plate back to him and he took it without an argument. He set it down on the side table, which was weird because once I was done eating he usually left me with my thoughts because he didn't want to crowd me. He'd come back when I was sleeping and play with my hair to make sure if I had a nightmare he'd be close by. I was having them often so I wasn't getting that much sleep.

"I know you don't want to and I won't force you to, but it's been two days since you've said a word. You've got to let me know something I can't just keep telling your Ma you're fine she's worried sick and so is my Ma she's been here since that night, you were supposed to meet her at the reception but.." He trailed off not exactly sure how to continue, "it just feels like it's all my fault and I don't know how to make any of it right." I finally spoke, my voice was extremally hoarse I was sure I sounded like a man in my defense I haven't spoken in two days.

I didn't even know I was crying until I felt him reach up and wipe my tears, "how about you take a break and let's go see Abuela? The doctors said she's stable enough to have visitors and she could wake up any day." He searched my eyes for a response, but I felt nothing but sick to my stomach. As much as I wanted to see her I was afraid that it'd only make me feel worse, but I knew if I didn't see her now I would think of ways to talk myself out of it.

"I want to go, but can I keep on my sweatpants?" He chuckled slightly and stood up offering me his hand. "I wasn't going to try to talk you into changing and they're my sweatpants."

I shrugged and walked to the wardrobe to grabbed a pair of sneakers, "we're married what's yours is mine so." Once I was done putting my shoes on I grabbed my phone which had finally been replaced from that dreadful burner, but then I stopped to look at him. I still didn't want to see anyone yet and if I had to talk to them now I was sure I wouldn't have the energy to go see Abuela. Of course, Matías being him could read my fucking mind and raced out of the room before I could even say anything, I sat back on the bed to wait for him and fought every urge I had to open my laptop.