Don't Forget My Name(Neymar)

Chapter 16-Fly Away

*Ehem. I have some things to say. I understand how you guys want me to update, but my Ask.fm is for personal questions. I don't know, I thought you guys would want to know the person behind the stories.. but I would appreciate it if I wouldn't get 5 questions everyday saying "Update!". Anyway, this update has been long overdue. My fault, my college work is crazy right now(I'm actually taking a study break).

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"Inhale." Belle could practically hear the squeaky yet nasally voice of her best friend Maris in the back of her head. The pipe burned in her hand and the substance's strong smell hovered through her nasal cavities. Her lips slowly wrapped around the tip and she listened to Maris's voice inside her head. "Hold it." Her lungs tingled greatly and she could feel a cough traveling up to her mouth. "Exhale." Her lips formed a slight 'o' shape as she blew out a cloud of smoke.

The back of the prescription said to do this procedure twice again for pain relief. Instantaneously, she could feel her head swimming and her body ache's floating away from her body. "Fly away." She whispered to herself.

"How do you feel?" Neymar knocked twice on the door before entering the smoke filled room. He immediately waved his hand in front of his face as an attempt to fan it away from him. "Sorry." She smiled sheepishly. "Can you open the window?"

Neymar scrunched his nose crossing the room and let out a single cough before opening the window. The smoke trailed quickly out and fresh air replaced the contaminated inside the room. He could finally breath easier. Belle closed her eyes warily , her soft lips poking out. It amazed Neymar how beautiful she could be with her hair tied so simply and without any make up. Even when she was 100% okay, she barely wore any. She never needed it.

"I take that as a yes?"

"Mhmmhmm"

In a careen way, her made his way to the other side of Belle's bed and layed on the side that was made.

"Daddy?" Aspen's eyes landed on Neymar as soon as she walked into the bed room. It had taken her quite a while for her to transition from 'Mr. Neymar' to 'daddy.', but now that she is use to it, she says it all the time.

"Yes Little One?"

She held out her hand for him to take, with a small smile glued on her face. He glanced to the woman who seemed to be sleeping next to him and nodded his head before taking the small hand into his.

"Shh." She put her now free hand and put her index finger on her lips. In the other hand, she held a feather that looked to be ripped out of the ground. It still had bits of dirt and mud of the stem and at the bottom of the plant were the roots.

"What is this for?"

The smile returned to her lips as she handed the flower over to him. "Give to mommy."

"Aw." He chuckled lightly at how adorable she was. Her eyes were always so bright and happy, even when she had a frown and tears. Aspen wasn't a difficult toddler. She was so smart and so mature for her age that it amazed Neymar completely. He smiled again once he realized that she was wearing the Neymar Jr. Santos jersey as a dress. The more he spent time with her, the more he found that her personality was a lot like his.