Unlikely Love?

Departing..

    "Meus deus," I sigh as I take a seat on the luxury couch in Thiago's livingroom.

    David is still in the kitchen with the kids baking, so I chose this time to call my manager, Rosalina about this job oppertunity.

    "Ola?" I hear her voice from the other end.

   "Its me, Jasmina. So what about this new job you say?"

   "Well, theres a good side, and a bad side. I'll tell you bad first." She says sighing uncomfortably.

   "The modeling agency is stationed in the United States." A bad thought crowded my mind, I hope I'm not moving to the US.

    "Ok?", I ask sarcastically.

    "That means you will have to move there temporarily Ms. Silva." She said, her voice hesitant.

    Gosh, the United States, really? That is far from Spain, and all my belongings I own here in Europe. Its a big switch, and I'm not really sure if I should except it.

   I mean, my freaking boyfriend will be 7 hours away from me, all the way across an ocean, probably having fun while I'm in America being miserable and lonely.

  "Rosa, I'd love to get the promotion and all, but that is too far. Speaking of USA which exact state are we talking here?" I ask crossing my fingers that it is somewhere I've been to before.

 

  "Miami, Florida." A breath of fresh air exits my mouth after I realize if I do except the offer, I'll have to move to Miami. I like Florida very much in general, the weather reminds me very much of Spain.

  

  "But I'm not finished with the bad news honey," She said out of the blue, and immedietly I froze.

  "They want you to be the star role in a Romance movie being shot over there , and they want you and your partner to have some, romantic chemistry between each other so the movie can be like the real deal." What?!!

   "Rosa, will the pay be reasonable for all these sacrifices I'd make?"

   "In my opinion, yes. You'll get paid 1 million US dollars a month during your stay, or about 250k a week without tax."

   This was a huge decision, and I really didn't feel like  dealing with such a burden right now.

   "Rosa, I appreciate you informing me of this, but its a big decision and I think I'll need some time to think, I'll call you back soon ok?"

   "Ok, Tchau."

   "Tchau," I say reluctantly as I hung up.

   I sighed as I run my fingers through my long hair.

  I walked in here with a smile on my face but feels like I'll be walking out with a frown.

  I decide I'm just going to head back to Neymar's penthouse and invest into whatever he is doing right now.

   "Bye guys! Tell daddy I said hello!" I wave to the kids and David, who has even more chocolate on his face.

  I finally get to his house and just open the back door. But what I see rattles my entire mood.

   "...And baby your smile, will never grow old its evergreen," He was slow dancing with some girl with short dark hair and singing, his cook dancing by herself in the kitchen with her back turned.

   They stop dancing as I quietly shut the door and sneak upstairs to a room.

I throw myself onto the bed and let out a frustrated grunt into the pillow I stuffed my face in.

At this point, the weight from the decision on whether to accept to job in America outweighed my emotions right now. Besides, she could just be a friend on Rafa's.

I slide off the bed onto the carpet floors and while my ear is near the air vent, I hear voices coming from downstairs.

"Ahh Neymar, you are a very good dancer in deed!" The girl says.

"Obrigado Analu," He responded.

"I should get going before your crazy girlfriend returns right?" She questioned. My fists balled. Oh I'll show you crazy. As soon as I get my hands on you. 

"Is it ok if I kiss your cheek?"

"Sure, why not, just friends right?" I heard him say, then a kissing noise. I hope that was his cheek, not his lips.

"Adeus Neymar,"

"Adeus Analu," And with that, the door closed.

"Neymar does Jasmina know about this?" His cook asked.

"Nao. That was Analu, a friend of Rafa's and also my new physical therapist. We are just friends, although Marcela I know you will keep her existence in my life a secret from Jasmina right? I don't want her to get the wrong idea."

"I understand, but doing this behind her back without her knowledge will only make things worse Junior. She will find out soon." Marcela said, and sounded as if she left the kitchen.

I drew back from my eavesdropping position near the vent feeling clueless. Clueless as to why Junior has to be like this, why he can't ever just tell me the truth. Why he won't trust me.

You know what? Fuck it. I pick up my phone, dial Rosalina's number and wait for her voice to greet me at the other end.

"Oi Jasmina, calling me back so soon? What is it?" She asked, probably confused.

"Rosalina." I started, taking a deep breath. "I accept the oppertunity, and I'm ready to leave as soon as possible." The words felt like bricks hitting me one by one. I'll be leaving everything and everyone behind.

"Are you sure did Neyma-" I cut her off.

"Positive."

"Very well, then, you will depart tomorrow morning first thing."

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Hey guys!

Soo once again another plot twist, didnt see that one coming did you?

They both threw some shade at each other.

So I think there will be one or two more chapters before I start the sequel of this story, just letting you guys know.

Please don't forget to vote and commment for the next! The comments are inspiring guys!

Tchau.