"J" He said, shaking me awake.
"Mmmm." I groaned.
"Your job interview."
"Oh right."
"Thanks, I'll get up now."
Today was the day I could hopefully get my career back together, it had been 5 days since they fired me and hopefully with Neymar recommending me I could get this job.
I got in the shower and washed my body and my face. I got out and brushed my teeth, then I but on some lotion and got dressed. I wore a pair of skinny jeans and a gray sweater. I felt my hands shaking, I balled them into fists and walked downstairs.
"Stop shaking." He said watching the tv.
"How would you even know my hands are shaking if you didn't even look at me?" I said squinting at him.
"I know everything about you." He said looking at me and smirking as I rolled my eyes.
"Ready to go?" He asked.
"Ready as ever."
He walked to the door and opened it, letting me walk out first. We both got into the car and suddenly I remembered yesterday.
"What the fuck."
"What's wrong?"
"How is this car here?" He chuckled at my distraught confusion and looked at me.
"Because I'm a magician." He said smiling.
He started the car and drove to an office type building.
"Ahhh Mr. Da Silvaaaa how nice to see you! What can I do for you?"
I smirked at him calling Neymar Mr. Da Silva, remembering the old shoot.
"Marco my friend here has a job interview here today, and I was hoping you could buzz in Micheal for me."
"Sure thing."
He pushed down a button on a box with a mic and a speaker on it and began talking.
"Mr. Alvarez your 11:30 is here."
"Thank you Marco, send her to my office please."
"Neymar could you bring her to him please?"
"Of course."
He grabbed my hand and lead me to an elevator, pressing 2 when we got in.
"So he can call you Mr. Da Silva but I can't?"
"Well... which one of you has seen me naked?" He looked at me smirking.
"Alright I'll give you that."
"You've given me something else too." He said staring at the doors of the elevator, his smirk growing into a grin.
"Neymar!"
"I only speak truth."
The doors opened and we walked all the way down the hallway to a huge wooden door larger than any other door in the hallway. Neymar put his hand up to knock and the door swung open before he could knock.
"NEYMARRRRRRR, GLAD TO SEE YOU! WASN'T EXPECTING YOU!"
"MIKEEEEEYYYYY GLAD TO SEE YOU TOO."
"So, you must be Jayla." He said, I looked up from my feet to see a handsome man in an all black suit. His hair was just higher than his shoulders, thick and black. His skin was tan, but not as tan as Neymar's. More like a white guy that went to the beach, but I could tell that was his natural shade.
"Yeah, nice to meet you." I stuck my hand out to greet him.
"Nice to meet you too." He said with a soft smile.
"Ela e muito bonita, ela estara comigo em breve. (She's real beautiful, she'll be mine soon.)" He said and winked at Neymar.
"Assista.(Watch it)" Neymar said coldly.
"So let's get on with the interview then sha'll we?" He said closing the door and waving to Neymar.
He turned and sat in his chair, gesturing for me to sit as well.
"So I..."
Ney Pov
Who the hell does he think he is?
"She'll be mine"
He must have no idea, our history, what we've done, what I'VE done to her. It's cute to think he really believes she'll be his.
I laid my seat all the way down and put my feet up on the dash, just waiting for J.
J pov
"All your credentials and experience are really impressive, now I'd just like to see how you hold our cameras and if that checks out you'll get the job.
After trying out the cameras we went back to his office and I started filling out paperwork. After I finished he got up and looked over my shoulder.
"There's one more thing I need from you though." He whispered in my ear.
He turned my head to face him, and leaned in to kiss me.I froze, I hated what he was doing but I couldn't move. I didn't want to let it happen but I couldn't move.
His hand began unzipping my pants. His cold hand went inside my underwear and entered me.
It hurt.
So. Bad.
I couldn't let him, I hated it and I hated him. I pulled my head away and stood up quickly, pushing him back.
"GET OFF OF ME! " I yelled and ran out.
"WHATEVER PUTA!" He yelled from down the hallway.
I got into the elevator and ran out to Neymar's car. My hands were shaking and my breath was flaring. I felt tears swelling up in my eyes and began sniffling.
"Hey, hey, hey what's wrong."
"J, look at me."
"What's wrong?"
"He- He touched me"
"He k- kissed me and unzipped my hands and- it hurt Ney, it really hurt."
"I'm gonna go beat his ass." He said with the coldest look I had ever seen on him.
"I just wanna go home." I whispered.
He started the car and drove us home. The only words he said the whole drive were...
"Im sorry."
"It's my fault."
"Don't say that, he did it him only."
I got out of the car and walked to the door, he opened it and walked me up to my room.
"Shower and I'll bring you some food. I hope you'll eat."
The interview had taken an hour but that- that moment felt like a lifetime. A painful, painful lifetime. Thinking about it made me want to throw up, so I got in the shower and washed that horrible feeling off.
I tried to push through, to forget about it but I couldn't hold it all in anymore. I fell down to the shower floor and broke down.
Tears streamed from my eyes, reliving the moment over and over again.
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my first long part in a bit, and im really proud of it. I realize how negative the line of events were but it has to get worse before it gets better. My plans for this story are most def a rollercoaster but I think you all will only enjoy it more because of that.
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RomanceJayla just wanted to do her job as a hiring agent and live life, until a famous ex of hers is reintroduced to her life. Will his poisonous words coax her back into there lost love? Or was he really in the past?
