Regrets and everything after

His pov.

"Diego!", someone yelled my name waking me up from my sleep.

I looked around and there were bottles everywhere.

"What?", I asked rubbing my eyes.

"Where's Bella?", he asked angrily.

"I don't know, why are you asking me?", I mumbled.

"The fucken security guard just told me she fucken left an hour ago!", he yelled.

"Left?", I asked confused.

Then all my memories came back.

"Shit", I mumbled.

"Dude what do you do to her?", he yelled.

I didn't reply, I just sat down reliving the whole moment and everything I said to her.

"What did you say to her!", he shouted again.

Fuck, did I really just do that to her?

God I'm so done.

He grabbed my collar, "Diego!", he yelled.

"I don't know okay, I don't know", I yelled back panting.

"I don't know, I was drunk and angry and confused and and and... and then grandpa called and was yelling at me and told me that she was probably using me to get revenge on Mario and it didn't worth me loosing my daughter, and then reminded me of Desdemona and I d