I haven't left my room for the whole two days I've been here. Christian comes in every so often to talk and give me my food, but otherwise he's sleeping or with Neymar. Ugh, just hearing his name makes me cringe.
"C'mon" Christian demands storming into my room.
"What?" I ask confused.
"It's dinner time"
"Where's my food then?"
"Downstairs, we're all going to eat together. Whether you like it or not" he says.
"No" I laugh.
"You can't say no" he tells me.
"I just did, and I'll say it again. No!"
"Please! Don't you feel a little bad that this guy took us in and you can't even eat with him?" Christian asks.
"No" I chuckle.
"Then do it for me. When you get to know him, he won't be that bad" he says.
"Won't be that bad? You're trying to act like he likes us. Have you forgotten the fact that he only has us because Talia asked him to?"
"Do you see her anywhere?" He asks.
"That's not the point" I say rolling my eyes.
"Fine" he sighs slamming the door shut.
I smile proud of myself.
He barges into my room once again.
"I already told you tha-"
He picks me up and slings me over his shoulder and takes me downstairs.
I jab my finger into the middle of his collarbone and he falls.
"Pressure point" I smile.
I run back into my room, I hear his quick feet behind me.
I slam my door shut, but Christian is still pushing the door open. It's quite obvious he's stronger than I am.
The door busts open.
"You're eating downstairs" he demands.
"No I'm not" I smile.
"This is your last chance" he warns.
"And what are you going to do if I don't? Oh yeah, nothing" I grin.
He walks over to me and punches my jaw, before I hit the floor unconscious.
•••
I open my eyes and blink away the blurs.
Low and behold I'm sitting right across from Neymar, ugh.
I try to stand up and walk upstairs, but my arms and legs are tied to the chair.
Christian walks over and hands me and Neymar our food along with his.
I growl at him and throw a glare his way.
He responds by kissing the top of my head. "Love you sis" he grins.
I glare at Neymar and he's trying his hardest not to laugh but fails tremendously. God how much I want to knock him out. Just seeing his face angers me.
"Do you find something funny?" I spit.
"No, no, no" he says holding his hands in the air.
I roll my eyes.
"How exactly am I supposed to eat, dip shit?" I ask my brother.
"I'll feed you" he smirks walking over to me.
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Falling for a Fugitive ↠n.j.r↞
FanfictionAll she's known to do all her life was to steal, disobey the laws, and push everyone away that wants to get close to her. But when Neymar Jr. comes into her life, will she lose all of her bad habits and begin to love? Or will her bad habits get the...
