Broken Without You

Chapter 17

The songs for this chapter are:
" Este Corazon"- RBD
" do me a favor" - arctic monkeys
It's the beginning of the end, the car went up the hill and disappeared around the bend.
Well she walked away while her shoes were untied, and her eyes were all red, you could see that we'd cried. And I watched and I waited till she was inside. Do me a favor and ask if you need some help, she said do me a favor, and stop flattering yourself.

SIX MONTHS LATER ..........

Time passes slowly, one hand on the clock, one hand on your hip, wondering if you had made the right decision. Inspecting your red dress, you wonder if things will be too different to bear. Six months brings a lot of changes, you know this, but the ache in your heart also reminds you of how badly you miss him... And the other brother. Losing Rafinha meant losing walks to your next class, coffee runs, endless conversations about dumb memes or political debates. And of course, the kisses that would bring your feet off the ground. Losing Neymar meant losing worrying over someone 24-7. It meant no more holding him up as he was falling over drunk. But it also meant you lost his endless jokes, his God given talent out on the football field, and the burning passion you had tucked away for a good while. Today would bring to the surface that passion, something that your feared incredibly.
Giving your hair one last spritz of hair spray, you drove to the service. Walking towards the church, you immediately did the sign of the cross. You eyed the crowd, unable to spot anyone familiar. After a few more minutes the service began, it was extremely beautiful, and opposed to what you had told yourself you cried at the vows. Valeria was also crying, and laughing as the groom struggled to say them. It was adorable, but you kept wondering where the famous brothers were. Finally you spotted them. Standing side by side, they were both wearing black tuxes, eyeing their parents as they declared their love to one another. They looked different, no glares were exchanged, and Rafinha was clearly trying to suppress laughter at something that Neymar had said. Their shoulders weren't tense, rather both seemed at ease with each other, their shoulders brushing every now and then. Realizing how happy they looked you rushed outside before you could do any damage. But not quickly enough.
" (y/n) is that really you?" You heard a male voice call out. It was a voice that was deep, and had haunted your dreams since the first night you sang with him.
"Neymar?" You smiled, turning around.
Skipping the words he made a long stride and wrapped his arms around you, lifting you off the ground.
He was thin, but  damn was he strong. He held you, and didn't move despite your struggles.
"Why didn't you say goodbye to me" he sounded crushed.
"I thought it would make things easier" your hands found his face, stroking the blonde tips. Realizing what you were doing you stopped. He finally let go, shaking his head. "I was heartbroken when Rafinha told me. How could you not even call?" He replied, furrowing his brows together. "I'm sorry. I've missed you guys a lot" you state.
"Where's Rafinha? I want to congratulate him." You search the crowd.
"(Y/n) there's something you should know. While you were gone.." He trails off.
"What? Did something happen to him?" You demand.
"No, he's fine, more than fine actually" he replies.
"Then what is it?"
"He got signed to FC Barcelona"
"Oh my god!! Thats amazing! Where is he?" You push through, Neymar at your heels.
"Wait, (y/n)!!!" He shouts.
On the way you spot Thiago, holding a familiar blonde girl in his arms. They're talking to another couple, a pretty brunette tugging the tie of a... Familiar boy...
"Rafinha" you breathe out.
He and the girl turn, their laughter disappearing. Their hands are intertwined, and your heart is broken.
"Sorry I was looking for someone else, I don't think he's here though" you turn around and walk away.
Neymar runs to catch up, "hey, wait"
Rafinha is also on your heels, and you slide into your car, your hands shaking while you put the key into the ignition.
"I'm, so, sorry!!" He grabs your hands, but you snatch them away.
"Is .. That.. What you call. waiting for each other" you yell in between sobs.
Neymar has slid into the passenger seat unnoticed, looking away from the storm brewing right next to him.
"Never contact me again" you say quietly, and you drive away from your first love.
"Where are we going?" Neymar asks oblivious to the issues, something you hate and love about him.
"I don't care" you hiccup.
"Let's switch" he takes the wheel and pulls over.
Unbuckling your seat belt, he carries you to the passenger seat, strapping you in, careful not to have any wandering hands.
You don't ask where he's taking you, frankly you don't care, and honestly, you trust this boy with your life.