A Time Of Regret

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"I might as well tell you since you'll forget about it love." Says Diego softly.

Before he could speak I sit up and slowly take my shirt off.

"Medusa stop." He grabs both my arms.

"..You..you don't want me? Am I not enough for you?" I say with a sad expression.

"Fuck. No- I do want you- wait no what the fuck am I saying- no- just no not now, your drunk."

"I'm not that drunk mafiaso."

His hands wrap perfectly around my waist. He gently lays me back down on the bed.

"Can you tell me now mafiaso" I say while looking up at him.

"5 years ago my sister died. My sister was my whole heart. She was the person who was there for me. Who could control my anger. She was murdered. Coldly."

I stare at him seeing his eyebrows frown and him trying to hold his tears in. He looks down on me.

"Medusa I need to be cold. I'm on the search for her killer. I NEED TO BE FUCKING COLD MEDUSA. He yelled. I felt his pain. I let him yell.

"What did she look like?" I ask him. He lets out a sigh and pulls out a picture from his pocket.

I take a look at the photo

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I take a look at the photo.

"She was beautiful... mafiaso"

He lets out a quiet laugh.

"Very mischievous too love, she would blame me when she did something wrong but it was funny. Fuck Medusa it's been 5 years. I'll never forgive myself"

I put my hand on his face.

"calma-te mafioso, dormi e basta, it wasn't your fault. " ( calm down mafiaso, just sleep, it wasn't your fault). I say while dozing off.

"Hm you know Italian?"

"Mhm" I say half asleep.
He laughs and closes his eyes.

*In The Morning*
I wake up with a massive headache.

"Ah my head!" I say while quickly running to the bathroom. I hear a laugh in the background. "Your finally awake love."

"What the fuck are you doing here. He stands there infront of the bathroom door shirtless.

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