Once In A Lifetime |NeymarJr|

He left...

Almila's P.O.V

I was sitting in my room trying to write a song but nothing came into my mind. I was really stressed. I didn't talk for days. I haven't eaten anything. Neymar was really worried. He kept asking me questions and all I did was nod or shake my head. He kept checking up on me almost every 5 minutes. All he did was blame Marc. And I couldn't disagree with him. He is the reason for my depression. I still didn't tell Melissa about it. Neymar told Jana and she said and I quote 'That motherfucking son of a bitch how dare he?! Next time I see him I'm gonna cut his dick off and shove it up his mother's ass'. She literally is the best friend ever. I really wish I could get out of this hell whole. I went to my bathroom and shut the door behind me. I looked at myself in the mirror. I saw a 17 year old girl looking like a zombie. My hair was all over the place. My mascara was smugded on all face. My clothes were dirty. I smell like shit. I haven't showered in days. I filled the tub with hot water. I stripped my clothes off and went in. My muscles relaxed. I reached out the blade that was on the side of the tub. My hands were shaking. I pressed the blade on my wrist and I closed my eyes. I screamed in pain and the tears were streaming down my face. I heard the door knock. I didn't say anything I just kept hurting my self.
You're worthless. You're ugly. You're a bitch. You had sex with 2 guys in less than a month. Nobody likes you. You deserve to die. Neymar is just acting like he cares. He feels pity for you. Die... Die... Die....

The door crashed open and I saw Neymar there with his mouth open. He ran towards me and I closed my eyes and sobbed more. "Oh my god Almila, what were you thinking?" He said in disbelief. "Why, Almila? Why? What are you doing? Stop it! Drop it from your hand!" He started crying with me and took the blade from my hand. He threw it in the trash and then looked at me.

"I'm sorry Neymar. I'm so sorry. I just, I can't do this anymore. I can't continue. I'm not worth it. I'm worth dying. I'm sorry... I'm sorry" My voice cracked as I talked for the first time this week. He looked shocked as I talked but really sad.

"Almila stop! Okay, stop it! You can't give up! Look what Marc have done to you! You can't die just because of him! Look at yourself! You're a mess, a big mess! You can't stay like this your whole life!" He said sternly.

"Then leave! If I'm a mess leave me! I fucking dare you to! And I swear on my life, if you step out of that door right now, then you'll loose me!" I shouted loudly with tears sliding on my face.

"Then I will!" He said that and I felt my heart break.

"Okay..." I said and he didn't move. "LEAVE!" I yelled and pointed at the door my hands dripping blood and I'm still naked. It's not like he hasn't seen me naked before. He looked at me with a sad look and walked away. I dropped on my knees in the tub and started sobbing loudly. The water was all bloody and I was slowly giving up.
He left...

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