On My Own A Diggy Simmons Love Story Book 3

Chapter 31: Blanket

Elana P.O.V

I can’t believe he cheated. He claims he didn’t but it’s hard to believe that when barely pick up my calls from the studio or don’t leave me notes anymore. If it was how it use to be I would believe him in a heartbeat and get to the bottom of the situation but it’s not like that and I’m not really convinced that he didn’t do it. Sure he cried but how do I know if he was crying about us? He could have been crying about leaving to boarding school. I packed my overnight bag and placed it on the floor. I needed to go to Diggy’s room. My blanket was in there well our blanket. This blanket is special because every time we cuddled we used it. It kept us warm and had cute designs on it. I would take it out the house when I would stay in the hotel without Diggy and Diggy would take it because he had to go to shows in different states. This blanket meant a lot to us especially since it smelled like him and me. It was something we could cuddle with when the other person was gone. I walked to Diggy’s room and opened the door. He had the blanket in his hand. He folded it up and packed it away.

Elana: Wait your taking the blanket?

Diggy: Yeah

Elana: But I thought you….

Diggy: *stares at her and take it back out* you want to keep it instead?

When he said that I paused; the other Diggy came out. I was star struck and I just wanted to cuddle him.

Diggy: Hello?  Are you still stuck on stupid?

Never mind he fooled me.

Elana: You keep it.

Diggy: I knew you didn’t love me.

Elana: You know what! Shut up! You don’t know anything! I do love you but you just say retarded stuff to get under my skin. If I didn’t love you I wouldn’t have came and got my blanket, our blanket. It was something to remember you by when you left but you’re just rude so I guess I don’t love you! *walks out*

I grab my bag and walk downstairs. I don’t need that stupid blanket or him. Justine grabbed her keys and we left. It was silence in the car and she was crying. I didn’t want to cry or even get sad. I’m going to miss him sooner or later.

Elana: Why are you crying?

Justine: I’m sending my little boy off to boarding school.

Elana: Why?

Justine: Diggy doing that really showed that he was irresponsible and just reckless. I think boarding school should straighten him up.

Elana: Oh…is he ever going to come back?

Justine: Maybe not it depends.

I said nothing else till we got to the hotel. I grabbed my bag and we checked in. When we got to the room Tristen and Iris were already there in pajamas reading magazines. Tristen put my bag in one of the rooms while Iris took my coat and hung it up with the others. Justine hugged me and told me she would see me in the morning. Then she said I love you and left half way out the door. I grabbed her and started to cry. I finally broke down and cried. She rubbed my back and kissed me before leaving again. As soon as she left I went directly to my room and sat on the floor. I looked into my bag for Diggy’s shirt. I pulled it out and held it. I cried my eyes out even more because I wasn’t going to see him again. I should have stayed home at least I could see him no matter how much of a jerk he is. I climbed into bed and slowly drifted off to sleep thinking about memories.