HIS WORST DISTRACTION ✓

• Lost •

We were so in love
And then we lost it all
And now it's over
It's over

Cause the memories of us
Cloud my head
And am sorry
So sorry
But I have to say goodbye.

~ NF - Goodbye

Diablo's POV.

The piercing sun rays that shone on my face made me feel uncomfortable to continue with my slumber. My head is so heavy and I feel like I was just been hit by a truck last night.

Fuck I hate hangovers.

Where the fuck am I?

I woke up to find myself in my room having a pair of sweatpants and a white t shirt on. I don't remember changing clothes... Infact I don't remember going back to my room... All I remember is...

She left.

The pain instantly attacked every neuron in my body when I realized she is not coming back. I should look for her and apologize but no way... This is what is best.

Instantly Martinuez got into my room with a tray of food, some pills and water of course. I never knew he would be my personal nanny today. It has to be him who took me back to my bedroom... As always whenever I get drunk.

"Finally you woke up. It's like 5pm already... I thought you are dead or something. Here drink this.. it will  help you with your hangover." He placed the tray on the bedside table and gave me the pills and the water. I took them and went back to lying on the pillow on the bed's headboard. Martinuez just looked at me as if he was trying to read me.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked coldly even if I didn't mean it to come off that way but he didn't seem to be fazed about it.

"To be honest... You look like crap." He spoke up as he went and sat down on one of the sofas.

That is new... I mean him trying to talk to me as if we are friends or something.

"Tell me something I don't know." I answered back as I stood up and went to the bathroom and emptied my bladder and also took a quick cold shower and finally brushed my teeth. Coming out of the bathroom I still find him sitted at the same place I left him but his mind far away. I walked to the walk in closet and changed back to my usual black jeans and black t shirt. I went back to sit on my bed and I couldn't help but see the difference in my room.

If she was here the room would look warmer, cosier and... Cleaner.

I shakes my head to get rid of the thoughts of her as I started to pick up the clothes I had discarded around aimlessly as I put my dirty laundry on the laundry basket as for the clean ones I folded them and hanged some at their rightful place. The whole time Martinuez looked at me as if I have grown two heads or something.

Can't a Mafia Don clean his own mess or something?

When I was done I went back to my bed and ate the breakfast he had brought for me. Not eating for two days straight made me appreciate every single bite of the waffles, Bacons, the pancakes and the black coffee he had brought finishing up with fruit salad that was fresh and ripe.

"I know you won't ask but I will still tell you." He spoke out of the blue as I simply looked at him. He must have read my mind or something.

"I took her to a hotel in the city and left her as She checked in... But she checked out and took a flight to Bogota. I had her followed so as to keep you updated on how she is." He spoke slowly as if I would be fueled with rage and strangle him to death.