𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐲.. ( 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴 ) || diego martir ||

ch11

"Baby baby baby please wake up" diego shook me.

my eyes started to open slowly. I could see diego. But very blurry and everything was moving slowly.

I rubbed my eyes, and thing were getting a little clearer.

Diego had tears coming out. And he was stroking my cheek.

I immediately started crying.

"Diego!" I cried out.

I wrapped my arms around him.

I cried so hard into his shoulder. 

He put his hand on my head and caressed it.

"I'm so sorry this happened" he rocked me back and forth.

All you could hear was my cry's.

His nuckles were bleeding and he had a mark on his face.

"It's my fault" I cried

"I should've left with you." I dug my face into his chest.

"It's okay... I'm sorry" he rubbed my back.

I had a slap mark on my face that was getting a little bruised.

"The police are on their way to arrest him" he looked at him laying on the floor knocked out from diego.

"I love you" I told diego.
"I love you too" he told me back.

Diego wanted to go to the bathroom, so he could clean his nuckles off but I was too scared to even move.

I just kept my arms around him.

"Please..." I asked him.

"Stay with me here.." I cried. 

"Just hug me"

I felt so comfortable and safe in his arms.

He sat back down. And layed on his back and pulled me up to him.

"Sorry.." I looked up at him.

"No don't be.." he kissed my forehead

Then there was big knocks on the door.

"Get the door Mikey!!" Diego yelled.

"Ok!" Mikey yelled back.

Soon enough the police were picking up the guy and putting him in the ambulance, so he could wake up there and then to jail he went.

"Come with me" diego pulled my hand.

He pulled me into the bathroom and picked me up and put me on the sink.  He got  some rubbing alcohol and a paper towels and, poured some of it on the paper towel.

"Don't move..." he looked me in the eyes and then at my bruised cheek.

It didn't hurt that much. But once he finished he threw away the paper towel.

"hey.. uh .. I'll do yours" I said softly. My voice cracking from the crying.

I took his hand and ran the warm water, and put his hand under it. He stared at me the whole time, never taking his eyes off me.

I grabbed a towel and patted his hands.  And then I did his face.

I kissed his hand.

"You should shower" he told me.

"I am..now" I frowned.

"I'll wait for you on the bed.." he closed the door.

I ran the warm water and I layed in the bath.
And just cried.
this is exactly why my dad didn't want me to come here. I grabbed my hair.
now I'm attached. and I was hit and almost raped.

my life..? is it ruined. before here it was so simple, but easy and fun. now it's complicated and full of bad and good things.

I cried and got out of the bath. Dried myself and threw clothes on.

I walked out and Diego had a new pair of clothes on and was waiting for me in the bed.

I slid in and scooted closer to him.
I put my head on his chest and shut my eyes.

"Are you okay...?" He told me quietly.
"I heard you crying."

I shrugged.
"I don't know..." I said in a almost crying voice.

"I'm happy with you, but then this all turned bad, and I just feel like it's my fault." I looked down.

"It's not your fault. Don't ever think that, he had bad intentions" he stroked my cheek.

"yeah..." I sighed.
I bear hugged diego and I fell straight asleep.

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this was short bc im falling asleep as we speak! but it was two chapters for y'all so <33 the next one it gonna be soon okkk !!