Name: Isabel, 25 years old.
Best friend: Rafaella Santos, known forever.
I call her my sister often, our mothers are very close too.
Boyfriend for about 3 years: Lucas.
Its 2022, it was friday night and the Santos hosted a big watch party for the game that night. Croatia - Brazil.
We were drinking, eating having a good time until the game started.
We were all so nervous, it was still 2 hours till match time.
I took my phone out, and quickly textes Neymar.
"Good luck Ney, we are all watching. X"
i clicked send.
I looked up at Rafaella, and she smiled at me.
"Im so fucking nervous" she said taking a sip of her drink.
"Calm down Raf, they gonna be great im sure of it" i said trying to calm her down.
My phone buzzed
"Thanks... im fucking nervous... say hi to everybody for me would ya. X"
i smiled at the text and announced he said hi.
His mother smiled, and blew me a kiss.
She loved our friendship, she loved me like a was one of her kids.
Game time, its about to start.
We all sit quit, and watch the game.
I see Neymar trying his best, im so proud of him.
Neymar scores, we all jump up of joy.
After a couple of minutes 1 - 1.
Rafaella gets angry and starts shouting at the tv, i try to calm her down so she sits back down.
There was the end sign, now we went into the penalty's.
I couldn't look any more so i walked out for a bit to get some fresh air.
I could see Neymar was tired, he was slowly losing hope.
I got snapped out of my thoughts by cussing and screaming from inside. "Fuck" i whisper to myself.
I walk back inside and see Neymar on the ground crying, my heart breaks.
They lost, its done.
We watched a little more, and we started cleaning up.
We cleaned up everyrhing, Nadine came towards me and thanked me for the help.
I gave her a big hug, and started to get my things to go home.
"See you later Raf" i said hugging her.
"Bye babe, see you soon" she said kissing my cheek.
I walked home, it was not that far as we basically lived all on the same block.
I knew they would land the next day, as they were probably packing they're bags right now.
I arrived home and saw Lucas sitting on the couch with a beer in his hand, great he's been drinking again.
"Hi baby" he said looking towards me.
"Hi, im going straight to bed if you dont mind" i quickly said walking towards our room.
"Whyyyuuuhhh" he whined.
"Because im tired thats why" i answerd closing the door behind me.
He is always so annoying when he drinks.
Most times he falls asleep on the couch after a couple of beers, so i just hope tonight is no different.
I scroll through my Instagram, and slowly my eyes start to get havy.
I put my phone away and closed my eyes, and quickly drift away.
