Diego

Diego never really liked the sound of love. He's been in several relationships that all didn't work out so he closed himself off from dating anyone. Until he met Cassidy. He thought she was the one because he opened up to her the most. He let her get too close, let her hear too much about him, let her inside of his head. You never liked Cassidy because she was far too perfect for him. She barely glanced at him out in public, she was too busy looking at other guys which Diego didn't seem to notice. And of course, as expected...she cheated on him. Not once, not twice, not even three times. Six times in just a month. You didn't want to say "I told you so" so you just kept your mouth shut the whole time.

Tonight: You were driving around late at night in the rain just to clear your head because you just got out of a nasty argument with your sister, but as you were driving you saw a familiar figure sitting on the curb. You slowed down the car and put it in a full stop when you realized that it was Diego. He was smoking a cigarette, tears streaming down his expressionless face, and a broken bouquet of roses laying lifelessly next to him. He was also very drunk but he didn't sway, only reeking of alcohol and drugs. His face showed no emotion. No anger, no sadness. Nothing. He looked up at you in the car as you rolled down your window.

Diego: What do you want? He takes a long puff from his cigarette.

You: Nothing...just wondering why you're sitting on a busy road acting like a depressed elephant.

Diego: scoffs Like you give a shit about me? He glares at you, though it lacked its usual bite. When has anyone ever given a shit about me? All you people do is walk all over me like I'm nothing. Fuck all of you.