Save me (Neymar jr love story)

Thirty

Chapter 30: revenge & recognition

Neymar's point of view:-

I closed the door behind me as i walked down the street to my car.

This is it.

I was ready to go confront Lance about what he did to Lila. soon, we are leaving to go to Barcelona, but i needed to get my shit together. especially with Lance.
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I pressed the door bell two times as i waited outside. i was wonderfully greeted by his ugly morning face.

"N-neymar?" He scratched the back of his head.

"The one and only" i gave an enthusiastic smile. "well? Are you gonna let me in or not?"

"Yeah sure" he was wearing a white robe with a black shirt and a pair of black shorts underneath. which i just assumed he just woke up.

His house was very messy. a champagne glass broken on the floor, his tv flipped on the other side, couch pillows thrown on the floor, everything was a mess. just like his life.

"So what is it that you wanted? I think we both know Lila isn't here so if you're looking for her ass, again, shes not here" he shrugged.

"I came here because i wanted to know, what exactly were you thinking when you touched her?"

He started laughing then wiped his invisible tears off. "This is why you came here? Seriously?"

I grabbed him by the neck and slammed him against the wall. "Woah woah what are you doing?" He asked."listen here you little bastard, you are supposed to be a friend to Lila, not more, not less, but guess what? You have hurt her in so many ways and now its my time-" i slammed him against the wall one more time at that last part. "To get my revenge, because guess what Santos? I never liked you" i gave a shrug.

I grabbed the nearest champagne glass next to me and smashed it against his forehead. "ow!" He shouted.

Lance tried to get away with it but he couldn't. my grip was too hard. parts of his forehead skin started pealing off with blood. thats when i felt the most good about myself. I slammed him once more on the wall and punched him in the stomach for more pain. "you get closer to her one more time and i swear, i will kill you" i punched his nose where blood started running. I walked out of the house and slammed the door behind me.

My work here was done.
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Lila's point of view:-

I heard the door opening and i went to see what it was. I saw Neymar. with blood. all over his hands.

My eyes widened. this isn't happening. "oh my god- ar-are you okay?" I panicked as i ran to him. I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear as I grabbed his hands and started clearing off the blood. slowly, the questions came in.

Why is he covered in blood?
Why did he leave the house early?
What was he doing that involved blood?

"Where were you? How did this happen!?"

"Lila calm dow-"

"You are covered in blood and bits of glass are dug into your skin! What is this mess?" I ask worriedly.

He didn't say a thing. instead, he looked down to his toes and washed his hands.

"Did you..?" I hesitantly ask.

"Yes. okay?" He admitted.

"I-is he okay?"

"I don't know. but are you?" He comes closer to me.