Mutual love?

Last letter(A letter?(pt4))

And guess what? The answer didn't come again.

But Neymar waited. Patiently and with trembling excitement. He knew that the letters had arrived, Leo strangely looked at him in training, and NeyNey only smiled stupidly and lovingly in response. The guy checked every morning and evening mail in the hope of getting an answer.

One evening, Dani, their common friend, called him, the dialogue turned out to be sad for Neymar ...
"- Hey, how are you?"
"- Everything is great, how are you?"
Neymar lied,but it's fine,he is used to pretend like he is okay

" -That's not bad either, listen, I'm calling you about Leo ... You would stop your attempts to establish contact with him, he doesn't want to and openly tells everyone that it annoys him. You're wasting time and effort, there's no point in trying. Your letters .He read them in front of me ... He laughed at your words, Neymar. He has a loving girlfriend, everything is fine in their relationship, do not spoil their family. If she finds out about these letters, she will raise it to the public, because she is very jealous. Stop it, okay?"

Neymar only mumbled a barely perceptible "fine" in response and dropped the phone.

His hopes were shattered against Leo's icy heart. If earlier he thought that Leo was only thinking about the words in the letter, now he was completely broken. Leo laughed at him. At his feelings!

"Or maybe it's just a defensive reaction?" NeyNey thought for a second, but immediately cut off the thought.
"stop making excuses for him! Stop it! He's not the person I need!"
hands trembled again,vision lost the colours and got blurry.

Neymar did not show up for training for weeks, their doctor diagnosed him depression and gave him a month to recover.

He did not talk to anyone, he broke up with the girl. Ney hardly ate, slept a lot. Didn't opened the door, even for Dani.

Now it's time for the last letter. NeyNey barely got out of bed, took up the sheet and pen again, now began to write in illegible underline:

"Dear Mr. "I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans",
This'll be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been four months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters
I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect!
So this is my last letter I'm sending you, I hope you read it.
I'm in a bad condition right now...I'm doin' alcohol cup by cup!
Hey Leo, I drank a fifth of vodka, dare me to cut my wrists?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "Through the Air of the Night"?
About that guy who could have saved that other guy from drownin' but didn't?
And Phil saw it all and at a show he found him?That's kind a how this is, you could have rescued me from drownin'!
But now it's too late, I'm about to be on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or call
I hope you know, I ripped all your pictures off the wall
I love you Lionel! We could have been together!Think about it, you ruined it now!
I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it!
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me!"
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That part was emotionally hard to me,but it's going to be fine later:)
Sincerely,NM