SERENDIPITY | ⇢ Neymar [short story]

C H A P T E R .3.

S E R E N D I P I T Y -C H A P T E R 3

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Since I couldn't get to speak with the owner of the Hotel I glared at the receptionist with my palms plastered hard over the surface of his desk.

"I will seu you!"I threatened,"I'll seu all of this hotel do you hear me?I'll make sure you rot in that dark hole of a prison!"

"Miss,this was all your choise"the young man said,in a terrible English accent I might add.

"You're invitation to some party was all fake!The card said to join a pary not a collective marriage"I glared.

"Fake?It was not.Miss,it was an invitation to your wedding ceremony that is all on us,if only you would have been interested.We put the invitation in your room,like we did with every other room in the hotel so that if you wanted to get married it could happen that way here.That means that a lot of couples get married in the same time.It happens once a year here.You joind and what it was supposed to happen in such event happened.It is not our foult you didn't do anything to stop it if you said yes to marrying each other"he pointed at me and at Neymar whom was standing behind me completely silent."You could have said no"

"We were drunk!"I yelld.

Some heads turned and eyed us suspiciously but I didn't care.

"Not our foult"

I covered my face with my hands,"But I'm getting married with someone else in a few weeks"

"Than divorce your friend,no?"

I wanted to scream,"Stupid tradition you've got here!Who the fûck does a collective marriage?Translating the card into English wouldn't hurt either!"

That seemed to anger the receptionist but he tried to play it cool,"A lot of foreigners are fond of such events.It is unusual and that's what makes it special"

"I'm done!"

I walked away in long strides and plopped on the waiting couch.Neymar followed but he didn't sit down.

"I know a layer.He might fix this"he said and pulled out his phone."I'm going to call him alright?"

I nodded.

He run his thumb across his contacts and after having finally found the number he turned his back to me and walked a bit further from where I was standing.I couldn't hear him though.So I just waited impatiently.

After what felt like a very long time Neymar came back.

"What did he say?"I asked.

"The layer said he'll start with preparing the papers right away.He thinks it might be quicker because of our situation and all"he sighed.

"Oh God I hope so"

"He also needs the marriage certificate.With us there everything would be quicker though.You think we could leave earlier?"he asked.

"We can't leave earlier.Hansel was really excited about this trip too.I can't cut it short.And I can't find an excuse without him finding out that it's fake"

"So you want us to pretend like nothing happened?"he frowned.

I raised an eyebrow at him,"Why isn't this bothering you?"

"It is"

"No it isn't"I pointed to his face,"how can you be so relaxed-wait don't answer that.I know.It's not you that has got to get married with another but it's currently stuck in another accidentall marriage!"