Fever Dream ~ Neymar Jr

Chapter 96

2018

When we reached Paris, we went to Neymar's house first, where we found his dad sitting on a lounge chair in the garden and enjoying an afternoon coffee.

"See? We wouldn't be able to do that in the apartment." Neymar told me when we sat down next to his dad.

"Do what?" His dad asked.

"Neymar is freaking out at the possibility of living in a house that's not a mansion." I said.

His father chuckled. "How was Normandy?"

"Perfect." I told him, showing him the ring on my finger.

"I'm glad that's back where it belonged." His dad told me, smiling at us. "So, I take it the proposal went good?" He asked his son.

"If by good you mean he completely hijacked it then yes." I protested. "I'll show you the photos when I get them."

"Photos?" Neymar asked.

"There was a photographer there I had hired. He was hiding behind some bushes."

"That's why you insisted I wore my underwear in the sea when I didn't have a bathing suit?" Neymar asked me. "I thought we were alone there!"

"That is too much information for me." Neymar Sr said, standing up and I felt my cheeks burn.

"Actually, we wanted to ask you about court, if you have a second. And then I'm gonna swing by my place."

Neymar Sr sat back down, looking at the two of us. "It was rough. It was a good decision that you two were not there." He told us. "You didn't need to be subjected to it."

"Why? What happened?" Neymar asked him.

"They went through the whole case from the beginning. And they showed photos. From the scene and of you, that were taken at the hospital. It was... let's just say it wasn't easy to see."

"They took photos of me?" I asked. I was shocked at how invasive that was, but realized that my face was evidence. Unfortunately.

Neymar Sr nodded. "And they read your statement, the one you gave the police at the hospital. That was a very difficult moment."

Neymar put his arm around me, bringing me close. I welcomed it gladly.

"And did Ian speak?"

"He did, at the end. He apologized. He was crying a lot. He stopped twice to regain his composure."

"Did he seem genuine to you?" I asked him.

"No, Liv. Don't even ask that." Neymar interjected. "We don't care if he was sorry or not. That doesn't change what he did. And what else he would have done if he had the chance."

"I wouldn't know what to tell you anyway." Neymar Sr told me. "I didn't know him. But he... He wrote you a letter. His lawyer gave it to me to give you."

"No." Neymar said again. "We don't want his stupid letter!"

"I... I need to know why." I told him.

"Why? There is no why that could ever make sense Liv! Why? Because he was obsessed with you. Because he found a way to take you down and also make money from it. Because he is someone with no qualms about crossing the line, crossing many lines."

"I have the letter." Neymar Sr said again. "If you want it, just tell me." He got up then.

"And what about the sentence?" I asked him.

"They are still deliberating. His lawyers are trying to push for a felony assault charge instead of an aggravated assault. With him being a first-time offender and showing remorse."