Don't Forget My Name(Neymar)

Chapter 5-Someday

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Belle fluttered open her heavy eyelids and looked around the unfamiliar room. The clock read 5:46, which explains the room still being so dark. Lightning lit up the room in seconds and in the time frame of 12 seconds, thunder clapped. "One Missisippi. Two Missisipi." She counted to herself. Usually that is how you would be able to tell if a storm was leaving or coming. To her relief, it was finally leaving.

Neymar snored lightly next to her and she couldn't help but smile a sad smile. This man was doing so much for her. He was already playing the role of the adult at such a young age. And for what? She wasn't going to change. According to the pictures on the wall, they seemed to be really close. Almost like they were best friends or, more. Red tint covered her cheeks at the thought of Neymar being her boyfriend in the past.

"I'm sorry, Neymar." She whispered quietly. Sorry was an understatement. If it wasn't for that damn accident, they could be happy and everything would be normal. The bed creaked loudly as she was trying to get up. Neymar stirred and mumbled something before creating more snores.

The pictures taped to his wall caught her attention. In each and every picture they had, they were always smiling. Smiling, and happy. It must be different now, considering the fact that she's barely seen Neymar crack a smile for more than 10 seconds. As she moved closer, her foot struck something hard. "Fuck." She mumbled, looking down at the object.

Happy Birthday to my bestest friend!

By Belle Torres

Picking it up, she recognized it as the scrapbook that use to dwell in her room. She vowed to use it for something important since it was the prettiest scrapbook she had ever seen. Curiousity spoke in the back of her read, forcing her to open it. On the first page was a picure of her with a giant smile.

Dear Neymar,

Happy freaking 18th birthday!! I decided to make use of this thing and make you a scrapbook. I shall title this, "Reason's why you are my best friend!" This will include embarrassing pictures I've taken of you..so be prepared!

She turned to the next page and sure enough, there was a silly picture of Neymar glued in the middle. He was in what looked like a toy store and was sitting on a little child's bicycle. Underneath was more writing.

I remember when you said you wanted a speed bike! Well I guess your dream came true..look at you hot rod. Remember the speed limit, don't go to fast. haha.

On the next page, there was another picture of him. He had on a tiny hat and had on an irritated expression. Next to him, was Belle giving him a kiss on the cheek.

You shouldn't have let me pick out your costume for that party, huh cowboy. Hahaha you rocked it though. I knew it was going to be great when I saw your expression when I bought it for you. But you didn't want to let my money go to waste. Thanks<3

Once she lifted up the page to flip, a letter fell out. She knew deep inside that she wouldn't of let her creativity rage so far as to adding accessorys to beautify it, so it was obvious to her that the note wasn't for the book. The letter looked as if it were old, due to the wrinkles and slight tears on the sides. Almost as if someone tried to destroy it.

Dear Belle,

I know that deep down in my heart, I will never be able to give this to you. My nerves would make it almost impossible. I planned on giving you this the day I graduated..but the time wasn't right..and I was afraid you wouldn't want to hear this.