• She Moved On •

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Never mind I will find
Someone like you
I wish nothing but the best..
For you... Too
"Don't forget me." I begged
"I'll remember." You said.
Sometimes it lasts in love
Sometimes it hurts instead.

~ Someone like you (cover) - NTD .

Diablo's POV.

"So you are awfully quiet today." Daniel spoke when we came out of the coke kitchen. We had to deliver 10 tonnes of cocaine by next week and the merchandise was ready and packed. We had our route that would be safe and we also had our own cargo plane that would drop the package to the sea where my Colombian partners would wait with their boats. Also we had 100 mules that would transport the drugs all over the world without being detected.

I haven't spoke the whole time and I didn't feel like I wanted to.

You might be wondering why... So I will just break it up to you.

Am this close to being fed up with this life. I had countless bank accounts, many houses that had safes and deeds of the millions of property I have in this world, some had money buried behind the houses and not to mention secret rooms in the stables. I had yatches, planes.. my own Airline Company and Airport and not to mention I practically have enough money to satisfy me even in the afterlife. But... What's the use of it all?

I no longer see the value of it since it can't buy me my freedom. It can't buy me the love I need, it cant buy the happiness that I crave for and it can't buy the peace that the average man has.

It has been a whole month after my last encounter with Cata and when she said goodbye that night... I knew she meant it. I felt the invisible thread that tied us break and I couldn't do anything about it. So I did the one thing that I am so good at doing. I was back to being bad and numb. This time I am sure I have nothing to lose so I no longer flinched when I did the most despicable things. The number of men I tortured and killed this month, their blood is enough to paint the city red.

Most of them are either traitors or people who wanted to betray me, people who worked for my enemies including the Colombian Kid who has been a nuisance to me for some time now. Also some Mafia groups that are currently rising that would be a threat to me in the future so I had to fix it before its too late.

I have been going like this for a month and am just tired. Am exhausted... I no longer sleep at night since my sheets no longer smell like her. And to top things off... She moved on. She is now dating the black officer... That fucking Sean Anderson.

I used to have my men follow her before and I got the report which made me remain in disbelief. I had to go to Bogotà to see it for myself. And I did.

Flashback.

I was sitting at a common car so I couldn't be suspicious in the middle class neighbourhood. I sat at the backseat waiting for Cata and maybe see her so that my heart could at least breath after a slight glimpse of her.

The kids were playing football and I remembered how I used to play with Daniel since my Dad was never at home. He never was and if he was I wished he wasn't. He was always cold and distant and the way he always looked at me made me feel like I wasn't good enough. He saw me as a weak pathetic kid and I knew it. I tried to prove myself to him, copy his actions and even tried to go with him to work but obviously he refused. I was never big enough to fill his shoes and so I just stopped.

I wonder if I would be a dad some day... If I would end up to be like my own father or will I be the best father in the world. I would there to help my son when he learns to walk, when he starts to run. I would be there when he wants to play ball or when he has a crush on a girl in school. Take him to kindergarten and be there in his graduation. Take him to college and show him how a real man has to be. And if I had a daughter...

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