Neymar Jr's New House Cooker

Part 8

"You always ask him about it first... hahaha!?" shouted Cavani. There was silence in the room and all eyes were on me. I was almost shivering with stress. "Did he really say that? Cavani said it out loud in front of everyone? In front of Rafa and in front of Kylian?! What could be worse than that! I'm going to fail in shame!" I stood there clenching my teeth and fists. Tears came to my eyes. But I still hadn't heard a word from Neymar. He leaned back and kept his eyes on me. I saw Mbappe walk up to Cavani and say something in his ear. I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't afford to cry in front of them all... in front of Neymar. I just ran out of the room. There was shouting behind me, laughing... 

Outside the door, my feelings came out. I cried almost silently but everything inside me ached. "Why did I even agree to play with them? Why did I agree to this job? Why, of all the guys on this planet, did I fall in love with Neymar Junior?! Now I'm humiliated in front of him and all his friends! What am I going to do now?" I lay on my bed, face down on the pillow in my room, crying.

Suddenly I heard a knock on my door. I didn't react. Then the knocking sounded again.

"Vera?" I heard a gentle and calm voice. I raised my head sharply, exhaled deeply, and ventured to the door. 

" Neymar...I want to be alone. " I started to open the door. 

But as it turned out ... It wasn't Neymar. Rafa was standing outside my room, waiting for me to invite him in. I quickly wiped away the tears on my cheeks with my hand and looked away. Sighing, I walked over to the bed again and he came in after me.

"Vera... I wanted to talk to you." Rafa said. I sat down on the bed and sighed. Surprisingly, I wasn't crying anymore, because what I dislike most is when others see my weaknesses.

"I think ... everyone already figured everything out..." I replied. Rafa sat down next to me on the bed and took my hand. I looked at him.

"I know that Cavani hurt you with his words ... we've all hurt you. I tried to stop you from playing that game. I don't want you to ... get upset. Cavani had to do it... he's that kind of person. They're... they're both worth each other. But they don't deserve you, Vera, or your tears."

"Yeah, it's all my own fault, I shouldn't have played poker, I shouldn't have met all of you, I shouldn't have worked here!!!" my emotions rushed out. I screamed and Rafa calmed me down as best he could, tears welled up from my eyes again. He hugged me and we sat like that for a few minutes.

"Shhhh... Calm down, beautiful" I was relieved when Rafa was there to comfort me, thanking him for coming to me, I would have gone crazy with all my thoughts. But my heart was still beating like crazy and my mind was filled with the words: "Did he really not care about me that much? Then why did he talk to me so nicely before the guests arrived? Nonsense, Vera, it's all nonsense. " I looked up and then memories hit me like an electric shock. I remembered something very important.

  "Shouldn't be here? Of course not! I told Neymar yesterday that I was quitting!" I covered my mouth with my hand at the thought. Rafa looked at me confused.

"You're quitting?" He leaned closer to me and waited for an answer. I was in shock and was analyzing in my head the entire day. "I wasn't supposed to be here today at all. I'm not his servant anymore."

"Vera?" I glanced at Rafa. I didn't know what to tell him. He is so handsome and such a nice guy that I couldn't lose a friend like him. But for all the talk of sympathy between us, I just didn't have the energy. Just as I wanted to say something to him, there was another knock on my door.

"Who's there?" I asked.

"It's me... Kilian. Is everything okay in there?" I breathed a sigh of relief.