I yawn sleepily as I bury my head deeper in the crook of his neck. Wait what the fuck. Where am I? Whose neck? ELENA!
My eyes spring open and shut almost immediately when the sunlight penetrates them. He tightens the hold on my waist bringing me closer to him. Soon enough I'm pushed against a hard, bare chest. Right. Diego.
I smile subconsciously recalling the events of last night and how he helped me through it all. Sinking back into his hold I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling of safe haven. Our breathing is steady and in sync. I feel carefree and safe.
"Morning princessa, I uh sorry about that." His voice trails off. I nod in understandment but I secretly wish he would've held on for a bit longer. Zack was never the touchy feely one, never the one to give cuddles. That was a shame since I indulge in those moments a lot but I couldn't force him into something he had no interest doing.
I gulp as the events of last night replay in my head at full swing. I hide my pain well, usually. Truth is it's hard to come to terms with the fact that he cheated. I would've never expected it. Not from him.
"Elena, I know it's not easy but try not to think of him." Diego smiles sadly.
"How can I not Diego! He was there from the start, before my life took a turn for the worse. He always stood up for me whenever the bitch trio was around and now he's kissing her!" I croak out the last few words pushing the tears back. "He was a big part in my recovery 3 years ago. He promised he wouldn't play with my heart, ever. How can I not think of him, I still-" He stops me right there, he doesn't want me saying those words. Those three precious little words that once meant so much.
"I'm sorry I totally lashed out and it's not your fault." I run my fingers through my hair as he hoists himslef up leaning all his body weight on his elbow.
"It's fine I know it's a shock to you. Cheating is why I have trust issues too." He looks at the wall behind me glumly.
"How did you get over it Diego? How did you just not care?" I inquire looking at his hazel-grey eyes.
"Well it was a long time ago but it still hurt the same. I wasn't really in love with her she was more of a distraction. Though nevertheless it still hurt as hell finding out she cheated." He shakes his head and proceeds, "From that day on I promised myslef I wasn't going to let a girl hurt me like that ever again. I shut every feeling out, even those who deserved my care didn't get any of it because I thought that it was the best way to protect myslef. I didn't give anything and didn't expect anything in return. They told me I was wrong to just continue living my life the way I am or was I don't really know anymore. They told me I can't just be with people without being emotionally attached. Somehow I found it better not to give anyone a chance, they then have the power to break you just like he did to you Elena."
"But they also have the power to lift you up higher than anyone else." I object.
"That was not a risk I was willing to take back then, not sure if I'm going to take the risk now. You see I had bigger things to worry about back then and letting a girl in, giving her the opportunity to break me, would only make matters worse." He responds before getting off the bed and into the bathroom with glimmery eyes. Is he tearing up? There's a big part of his life I don't know.
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DIEGO'S POV"No, I owe you the world." I murmur and hug her a little tighter than before. She smells like a dude. Yeah romantic, I know, but there was no other shampoo. Can you blame a guy?
Her hands are on my chest and her breathing is steady, she's tired. She had a very rough night and I'm glad I was the one who made it better. That piece of shit thinks he can trample all over her, well look at who's on the floor now. It was almost going to be me, literally. If she hadn't insisted I stay with her. Maybe it's because she didn't want to be alone and needed comfort or she just didn't want me to sleep on the ground. Whatever it was, I'm glad I have her in my arms, I'm glad I was the one to protect her tonight.
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