Dark Moves Of Love ~ Neymar Jr

Chapter 70

Hey guys! This chapter moves both Liv's & Thiago's storylines forward - Sorry, no Neymar! - & let's say things get a lot worse for them! I hope you like the Thiago POV, he's one of my favorite characters & I thought it was about time we stepped into his head as well!

So tell me what you think & vote if you like the chapter!

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Thiago's POV

"Now what?" Marcelo asked and the question was left hanging in the air, no one found anything to reply.

"I'm going." Marina said when no one spoke. I had to admire her guts.

"Not by yourself." Peter said and walked over to her. I saw Bernard eyeing him carefully.

"What are we going to do about the generator?" Oscar asked looking at Carlito who was looking through a closet.

"I'm going to have a look at it. I need someone to come with me." He said as he emerged with a toolbox and a flashlight.

"Okay, let's go." I told him. "And no one leave until we come back." I said looking at Marina. She opened her mouth to protest but I cut her. "I mean it Marina."

"Hurry back." She said.

"Our landline is gone. I know it's futile but keep checking your phones. Maybe we'll get lucky." I said. If we indeed did it would be the first break we'd catch in a while. Because everything else had gone monumentally wrong.

Olivia's POV

"We are going to die here and I won't have told Sarah—" David started yelling, barely audible through the wind.

"Sarah?" I yelled back. "Oh now you remember Sarah! You've been avoiding her for weeks."

"Death puts everything into perspective. So what if she almost got married to some other dude. The fact is she didn't."

"We aren't going to die David." I told him matter-of-factly. "And please remember all those epiphanies when you're sipping hot tea at the shelter and call her already." I said, trying to sound optimistic. The truth was I wasn't so sure we'd find our way to the shelter anytime soon.

The sun had completely disappeared from the sky but the rain kept going hard. It was impossible to navigate through the leaves and branches and somehow we had lost the trail completely. The ground was covered in a few inches of mud and my feet sank in it all the way to my ankles with each step I took. My beige converse were a thing of the past.

Finally we decided it would be fruitless to keep going and instead found a thick bush that blocked most of the water and was relatively dry and we crouched under it.

A few times we noticed the rain slow down a little and we tried to make a run for it but the moment we stepped out from under the bush we got soaked all over again. So in the end we gave up completely.

My clothes were soaking wet and they made me that much colder but in wonder I saw David produce a blanket thingy from his backpack.

"I could kiss you right now!" I exclaimed. "How on earth did you think to pack a blanket with you? You said you thought it'd be sunny."

"It's actually a picnic blanket. But in desperate times..." He said and he took his shirt off. "What?" He asked when he saw me looking at him with my eyebrows raised. "We will soak it with the wet clothes."

He was right. I sighed and took my t-shirt off too, revealing my white, with a green palm trees print, bikini top. I had worn it in anticipation of David's crazy adventures but I never actually thought it would be soaking wet due to a storm.