𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞

Sorrow And Grief

I locked myself in my room. All I kept thinking about was my family. My mother, she was weak and my father had never been around so it was just be me and my younger brother taking care of her. I need to leave. she doesn't even know where I am. She must be worried sick. I go back to the door to find Diego. But to my horror the door wasn't budging or moving.

"Hello? Is anyone there?, this isn't funny! I need to speak with Diego urgently! OPEN THE DOOR! PLEASE!" I shout while still trying to open the door.

I bang on the door.

"THIS ISNT FUNNY ANYMORE I NEED TO LEAVE!!"

I received a message on my phone from an anonymous number. My old phone had been taken away by the guards so I couldn't contact any of my family. I read the message. I drop the phone. Slowly placing my hands to my mouth. I let out a loud gasp and tears started to fill in my eyes and roll down my face.

I let out a scream. Suddenly the rushing of foot steps came walking towards my door. I felt numb. The door broke down after a couple bangs. A man held me tightly. It was Xavier.

The man who I had previously bumped into earlier.He came rushing in after he heard me trying to get out of the room and he went to get help. But none of the guards cared so after he heard me scream he quickly knocked down the door.

"Hey hey shh it's ok Medusa I'm here."

I hold onto him tightly still screaming with mental pain. I hear other footsteps. But these ones came slower.

"Medusa get up" says Diego.

I shut my eyes as tears run down my face.

"I won't ask again-"

I interrupted him.

"BECAUSE OF YOU MY MOTHERS DEAD. SHES DEAD AND THERES NOTHING I CAN DO ABOUT IT. FUCK YOU GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME YOU MONSTER I HATE YOU I JUST WISH YOU WERE DEAD. YOU DESERVE NO ONE. GET AWAY." I say this while holding myself from throwing up.

I run off leaving Diego and Xavier. I go inside the library. And close the door gently while feeling myself melt to the floor.

"No..madre.. I loved you so much. What am I going to do without you."

I slowly pull out a family picture of me, my mum and my brother all smiling.

"THIS WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED IF I WAS THERE I FUCKING HATE YOU DIEGO I HATE YOU!!" I say loudly.

I've never felt this kind of pain, or anger in my life. I've never sworn like that before. My blood was boiling I wanted to leave. God knows how my brother was feeling. He probably thought I ran away. suddenly footsteps approach the door but I was too weak to do anything. So I move away from the door and let him in.

"Love people come and go. Get over it." Diego says with a serious face.

I look at him with disgust.

"She was my mother. MY MOTHER I LOVED HER MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THIS WORLD. she was there for every moment of my life."

Not caring about what I just said he says
"it was your choice to come here willingly so don't blame me Medusa, you stepped in to save that woman. You killed your mother. Not me."

Those words broke my heart I was left speechless.

"I.. can't breathe.." Diego stands closer to me.

"Get...a-away..".

"No." Diego says.

I feel myself getting dizzy. Slowly everything goes blurry and suddenly everything goes black.

I wake up in an unfamiliar bed. In an unfamiliar room. I saw Diego standing there fixing his tie.
I say nothing and just sit in bed feeling numb from all the pain. I could barely speak. And the way Diego didn't care, showed that I meant nothing to him. He turns around.

"Hm your awake."

I turn my head not facing him.

"Listen I know you don't want to listen to this but you have to. I never let anyone in my bedroom-"

I cut him off. I say nothing and just stand up and start walking towards the door. I looked tired. My eyes puffy from crying so much. My lips dry from trying to stop myself from crying even more.

He stops me and grabs my waist. I felt weak so I didn't push away.

"Hey. Medusa. Look at me."

I look up my eyes filling with tears again. This time I didn't want to fight back, I rested my head on his chest.

"Diego.. why... why don't you care.." he was shocked. His eyes widened.

"Why are you worried about me love. Your mothers gone not me."

No matter how much I hated him at this moment, my mother always taught me something.

"Always be ready for the worst. But always keep your heart pure."

And that's exactly what I did. I look up at his eyes.

"Deep down your hurt. Your just covering it up by being this cruel person."

"Enough Medusa." He says sighing.