𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒔 (𝑫.𝑮.)

𝑻𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒚

𝐴 𝐿𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝐷𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑟

Talia was sat in the room her and Diego occupied at Elliot's place as she picked at her nails. She was still crying, but not like full blown sobbing. She sat there and tears would occasionally fall from her eyes. "Hey." Diego said softly as he walked into the room. Talia couldn't even look at him, she was still afraid she'd see Caleb's face again and start going crazy. Diego noticed her change in demeanor and made his way over to her. "You okay?" He asked sitting next to her on the bed. Her lip began to quiver as she shook her head no and tears filled her eyes. Diego didn't say another word as he pulled her into his arms. He held her as she cried, drawing patterns and shapes on her back to calm her down.

"I see him everywhere I go." He heard her sniffle.

"Caleb?" Diego asked. She nodded her head as she clung to him.

"And I know he's not real, but he won't go away." She continued. "I'm scared, Diego."

"It's okay. It's gonna take some time, but it will get better. It's a fresh wound, so this is the worst of it."

"Don't leave, please. I need you." Talia whispered.

"I'm never leaving you again. It was the worst mistake of my life and I never plan to do it again. Especially when you need me the most." He said before he kissed the top of her head. He stayed awake as he held her. Soon he realized she was asleep. He felt awful about the position she was in and how she ended up in it. He knew she didn't deserve it, she ended up with the wrong person and it went south when she tried to fix it.

He also felt awful that he wasn't there earlier tonight when she was in the worst of it. He adjusted her in the bed before getting up to get out of the uncomfortable clothes he was in. He took off his shirt and pants before throwing on some shorts and climbing into the bed. He looked at the tattoo he had on his upper thigh. He didn't like tattoos, especially since he was forced to get one at such a young age. But he got one for Talia because even if they broke up she would always have a huge piece of his heart.

He had her write the word 'mine' so he could get it tattooed on his upper thigh. They always joked that he was her favorite pillow and she always fell asleep on his thigh so he thought it was a good tattoo. She loved it when she first saw it and then she showed her tattoo she got of one of his knifes on her upper arm. They had gotten tattoos of each other at the same time and didn't even plan it.

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"Diego, this is a setup." Luther said to his brother with a mouth full of food.

"Maybe. But we should go anyway." Diego said as he paced in the lounge.

"Says the guy who's already been stabbed once this week." Talia pointed out.

"Oh, don't worry, me and him are gonna have words." Diego said as he buttoned his shirt. Luther looked to vanya before speaking.

"Would you tell him that he's nuts?"

"I think we should go." Vanya sided with Diego.

"See?" Diego gloated.

"Vanya, of all people, you should hate dad the most." Luther pointed out.