After all » neymar jr sequal

15.

Elena pov

I know she will get to me eventually but it was like 6 days ago when the photos and headline leaked . And still nothing from Natasha. I am not afraid of her, no wait I am. She did horrible things, and god knows what will come next. Next door is a police officers staying in the apartment. If she's here, all I have to do is scream.

'Mi amor, I'm leaving.' Neymar said and kissed my forehead. 'Neymar.' I called his name. 'Yes?'

'Do you still want to be with me. With that Natasha drama and that kind off things. Since we've got married, we didn't even had a moment to relax.' I suddenly asked. I grabbed his hand and looked down to his fingers.

'Ofcours I still want to be with you Elena.'

'After all what happened?'

'Even after all what happened, i still love you.' He kissed my lips and gave me a wink before he left. I sighed and walked back to my kitchen, that's also fixed right now. I put some music on and swing with the melodie of the music. Something got my attention and I stopped my music immediately. The doorbell rang and I ran to the door. It must be Neymar, he sure forgot something. It isn't the first time it happened this week. When I opened the door, something pushed me on the ground and I could hear the door closed with a hard blow.

'What the..' I stopped with talking when I looked up. 'What are you doing here!' I screamed.

'First you take everything from me, and now after my ex-boyfriend? Girl you need to close your legs.' She sniffled.

'They we're always closed, maybe you should save that advice for yourself.' I got up. I wanted to scream, so the cops can come and arrest her but I just want to know something. Something I was asking myself for so long.

'Why are you doing this.' Was the first thing I was able to say to her.

'Because you destroyed my life, that's why.' She pulled up her shoulder. 'You ruined your damn life by yourself! You are sick Natasha.'

'I can maybe be sick, but smart ass hell.' She laughed and walked closer to me. I took a step back and fell a wall. Her eyes rolled from my head to my too.

'How did you get away with the cops?' I cut her off.

'Sweetie I am an international supermodel, I can get every damn thing  I want. I have money and still the police couldn't catch me. I am also here for you, and unfortunately I had to drag Neymar with it. You are a danger for people.' She continued.

'You are just jealous that I got everything, and you.. Nothing.' I scoffed. 'And you didn't break me and Neymar so. You should work a little harder than that.' I continued.

I throw a stone at the window which immediately broke down. 'You are so funny' She chuckled. 'You even destroy your own house.'

I heard the police broke the door and quickly surrounded us. Her smirk still didn't leave her face what annoyed me. She took a gun out of her jacket and pointed at me. I didn't know what to do and just froze from the shock, it was just too much that my body couldn't move. Not even my finger.

'I want to pull the trigger, but I would take myself too and I can't let this special memory go because. We both die and then, we will forget everything.'

She pointed the gun to her head. 'No don't do that!' I shouted.

'At least I saw you suffer, I think it's enough. But I would make you suffer more if you see this. Have a nice life sweetie. My job is done here.'

'Natasha no!'

I heard the gun shot and covered my eyes. When I slowly looked through my fingers I saw blood everywhere and her dead body on the floor. The sound off the gun shot that replayed in my head over and over again.

She's gone.  

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Two chapters to gooooo o my goooood.