Moonlight (Lil Xan)

Chapter Sixteen

I got back to Diego's apartment pretty late. I found him on his balcony gazing up at the sky.

"Hey," I said.

"I was waiting for you," he said smirking.

He wrapped his arms around me from behind and slowly swayed me back and forth. His lips grazed across my neck, and he whispered in my ear.

"I really want you tonight. I've missed you."

My stomach fluttered, but I knew I couldn't let Diego see me with shorts on much less naked.

"Why are you so tense," he whispered.

"I'm not. It's just...not tonight. Okay?"

He pulled back.

"Are you mad at me. Fuck. I get it if you are."

"No," I said quietly. "I don't mind, but maybe we should take things back a little."

"You're confusing me so much, Sofia. A few days ago you were telling me you loved me."

"Yeah and if you actually loved me you wouldn't have fucked with the first bitch you could get after I left!"

Diego's expression became angry.

"I'm sorry," I said.

"Why? Don't be. I deserved that."

"Well, if I really loved you I wouldn't have—let's just forget this. I think we should both get some sleep."

I still didn't sleep in Diego's bed again, but he came into my room right before I was about to turn off the lights. We both didn't say anything, but he sat on the edge of the bed, stroked my hair, and then kissed my forehead.

"You deserve so much more than you know," he said.

I sighed and rolled my eyes.

"Hey," he whispered so my eyes would make contact with his again.
He said still whispering "And I know what happened. It's fine."

My mouth dropped opened. "Wait. What do you know? How?"

"One of Omar's friend told me that you hooked up with another guy in Palm Springs. It's okay. I promise."

"Diego but—"

"Shh. Go to sleep. Don't worry."

I woke up the next morning completely clueless on what to do. If only Diego knew who the guy was. Fortunately, I realized that problem was solved when I heard Diego scream.

"Sofia, what the fuck!"

I ran into the living room where Diego was looking at his phone. Apparently some photos got around of me at Omar's pool.

"Post did this to you? That's what one of Omar's friends told me." he shouted.

"Diego wait—"

"Fuck him. He acted like I was bad for getting with you, but oh the second you turn 17, he's smashing you? I'm fucking calling the police on his ass!"

"No! That's not how it was. I promise. I probably instigated it."

"You don't even remember?"

"Okay, I did. It was more than once, but technically we said we were fine with keeping this casual. I'm not mad at you so..."

"This is different, baby. I'm not even mad at you. I'm mad at him."
"Don't be. Please."

"I don't know, Sofia. I love you, but just give me a couple of days to think this through."