Ch 17 Confessions Part 1
If I could turn back the hands of time and start all over I would. Instead of everything being all bad, baby, everything be all good- Usher
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Rowen:
"Dad, I have a piece of interesting news!" I hear one of the idiot boys yell walking into the house. I'm on the phone in the kitchen dangling my heels off my toes trying to see how close they can get before they fall off. I'm
sitting on the counter, aka my phone talking spot. "Ya right, as if I would go to Blake's party. I know he's your boyfriend, but he's also Chris' best friend." I say to Kaitlyn. I wouldn't say she's one of my best friends but
we're pretty cool I guess. "Oh come on you know you want to. Chris wants to know if you'll be there." She says pleadingly. "What do you mean Chris wants to know if I'll be there? Why the hell does he care?" I say
trying to hold back my tears. If she's over there with him I don't want her to tell him I'm crying. It's been a few weeks since our break up, and even though I realized I didn't love him it still hurts sometimes, especially
since the way our relationship ended, what with him dumping me right after taking my virginity and all. "He said he wants to talk to you" Kaitlyn says. "NO I DON"T WANT TO TALK TO HIM! You can tell that lying dick that if
he wants to see me so bad its gunna have to be in hell! There's no fucking way I'm going to any party that asshole is gunna be at." I yell smashing the phone back onto its charger. "UHHHHHHH WHY WAS I SO FUCKING
DUMB! WHY DID I SAY YES?" I yell at myself starting to cry. If I could go back in time I would in a second.
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"Hey it's ok bonita (pretty). Want me to hurt him? If you haven't heard its sort of my job." Someone says from the hallway. Is that Diego? He's the only one with that accent, but he's in California. Please let it be him, it
would make it hurt less if it was him. It is him! As soon as I see his warm deep eyes all I want to do is have him hold me. I want him to take everything away. He just drips latin lover. Look at him all sexy in his jacket. I
think it's cute he thinks it's cold here, while all the other wolves walk around with no clothes on. I wouldn't mind seeing him walk around like that though. Then I notice he has stitches running across his cheek and he
looks like he hasn't eaten since he left. "Diego? Are you ok? What the hell happened to you? Did they hurt you? I missed you" I blurt out hopping off the counter running towards him. I almost wrap my arms around him,
but then remembered we've never even really talked. I can't believe I said I miss you, I'm embarrassed. "I'm sorry I don't know what's wrong with me." I say staring at ground shaking my head. "Orale sorry about what
bonita (pretty)? I'm fine, see? Still breathing so we're good. Nunca sería dejarlos ir lejos de ti (I would never let them take me away from you) I missed you too querida (darling)." He says with a smile. I don't know the
things he said in Spanish but fuck me it was sexy. He reaches out and takes my hand and the same shock from months ago returns. He pulls my hand and tugs me forward until he wraps his arms around me. He just
holds me and even kisses my hair. He turns his head so it's close to my ear. "Haces todo lo malo desaparece." He whispers and I get chills. I pull back and look into his eyes. "What does that mean?" I ask studying his
face. His eyes hold more pain than I remember. "It means you make the bad go away" He says staring back into my eyes. I don't know a lot of Spanish, but he said I took the bad away, whatever the bad is. "You're right
it definitely is an imprint" Daddy groans startling us and we quickly break apart.
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"So we're bound together forever?" Diego says looking up at me questioningly after Daddy explained everything to him. "Yes, you do not have to be together romantically, but you are technically soul mates." Daddy says
with a sigh. I know he's not happy about this, but I am. The thing I've secretly wanted for forever has come true. I am special enough to be imprinted on. "No. This can't happen sorry. We can't do this. I don't want this
Rowen." He says standing shaking lightly. "Daddy will you give us a second?" I ask sweetly wanting him to leave so I can talk to Diego. "Sure baby girl, but keep your hands to yourself Rico Suave." Daddy says angrily.
"DADDY! That isn't nice!" I yell at him as he makes his way out of the kitchen. "Diego, I don't want to be the clingy girl, but you being away from me not only will make you miserable, but it'll hurt me too. We have a
connection whether you want it or not. Whether you want me or not" I say softly. Ever since he left I knew something didn't feel right. Maybe that's part of why I slept with Chris, I wanted to feel complete. "Believe me
Rowen I definitely want you, but I don't want to hurt you bonita. I'm not good. Everything that I've ever done is bad. I'm just a thug, you said so yourself. You deserve way better than me. Don't you hate me for the
things I've done? I do. All I see when I close my eyes is hate, and blood, and anger. I will not let you drown in it like me." He says pain flashing across his face starting to shake harder. This is around the time that
someone would tell me to back away, that he's too close to phasing to be this close, but I take my chances. "I don't want you to drown in it either Diego. I can help. Please let me help you." I say placing my hand on his
arm but he shrugs it off softly. "No, no you can't. No one can." He whispers before turning and walking out the door.
A/N: Next chapter is Diggy's thoughts on all of this. Whats everybody thinking out there? Bueno or no bueno? Diego says "Por favor, pulsa el botón de respuesta" *Please hit the reply button*