Dirty Imagines... NeymarJr

Imagine 9 Pt 2.

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My tears nearly blinded my vision as I gripped the steering wheel hard in frustration.

I just can't shake this feeling off.

As I stop suddenly at a red light, my phone suddenly starts ringing like crazy, and I get a bad feeling about who I think is trying to contact me.

Just as if God read my mind, the light turns green just as I'm about to pick up the phone. I ease on the gas pedal slowly, just like my breathing. Easy, and slow.

I take a look in my rear view mirror to see if there is anyone driving behind my car as I make a right turn.

I almost choke on air as I see the car. A white Audi R8. The same exact thing as Neymar's. I make a silent prayer in my mind, asking God to work another miracle.

As I make one last last turn before my development, the white Audi is still following me. I step on the gas pedal a little harder to get away from him.

Looking in my rear view mirror, sure enough he is still there, and hot on my tail, damn that car is fast. But if he thinks he is going to catch me, he's got another thing coming.

I see my turn coming up, but I don't turn on my turning signals, and speed up even more. I grip the steering wheel even harder if that's physically possible at this moment, as I prepare to whip my car through this turn.

I steal one last glance in the rear view mirror before I turn, catching him off guard, way off. I see the white Audi still going straight after I already turned. I give him no time to catch me either as I speed off to my part of the complex. After I feel like I've gotten rid of him, I sigh in relief, slowing down gradually.

As I'm pulling up to my garage, I see another car pull up too, but I can't tell what kind because the sun glare is dead in my eyes.

All I can do is pray its not Neymar.

I unbuckle my seat belt and hop out of my car. Out of curiosity, I decide to go see who that was whoever pulled up at the same time as me.

It was like a nightmare, because there in front of my mailbox, sat the same white Audi R8, its engines still on. Suddenly I see the drivers side door open up, but I'm already running to my house entrance to close my garage before I can even see who it is.

I almost smash the button I press it so many times from the adrenaline rush pumping in my veins. I just wanted to be left alone, it's bad enough I just lost an important person in my life, now I can't even have some peace and quiet in my own house?

Just as I think the garage door is closed and I think I'm safe, I see someone's foot slide under the garage door, as it automatically stopped after detecting something was there.

"Milan, please," I hear Neymar's voice from under the small space.

"Go away. Now." I say dryly.

"I have something to give to you," He tried to say, his voice breaking and I could hear him sniffling as if he were about to cry.

"Neymar go away. I don't want anything else from you, throw it away, I don't care. J-j-JUST GET OUT!" I scream loud enough for the neighbors to hear.

After I yell, silence fell over for what felt like eternity, and I close my eyes tight to keep the tears from coming but there's already a painful lump in my throat.

"Eu vou sempre amar você Milan." It sounded more like a whisper although I heard it.

I hear something hard hit the concrete of my garage floor, and footsteps heading away.

The next thing I know, I'm on my knees sobbing, and I hear an engine start and a car speed off.

With some strength I have left, I pull myself up, and try to find this object he left for me.

I see a sparkling object on the ground, and wipe away some of the fluids from my tears on my face so I can study this thing he left for me.

There are two things, a beautiful Brasilian style diamond encrusted necklace, and an envelope.

The necklace, was close to the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life. The diamonds, when they reflected in the light turned an emerald green, my favorite color.

And on the back of the biggest diamond, was a sentence, "Tudo Passa".

If guilt could kill right now, I'd be long dead.

I almost didn't want to know what was inside the envelope, but my curiosity got the best of me, and before I knew it, I was opening that too.

'Milan, my biggest fan, biggest crush, my one and only soul mate. I want you to know, I am deeply sorry for behaving how I did towards you, and allowing you to be disrespected like you were. Times have been hard now that my Football career has taken new heights, and you've been there for me every step of the way. Even if you don't forgive me, I always want to be in your heart, like you are in mine. Forever.'

And behind the letter was a picture of me and Neymar when we were both 18 with our drivers license smiling as if we had just won the lottery while hugging each other. He remembered this was my favorite pic of us. The smell of his colonge lingered from the letter onto my fingers, and ll I longed for at this moment was his one of a kind, Neymar bear hug, but I knew that wasn't going to happen. I had messed everything up by telling him to just leave.

"I love you too Neymar, forever." I whisper to myself, the last of my tears dropping on the cold hard concrete floors.

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