Don't Forget My Name(Neymar)

Chapter 17- Walking With The Ghost

Hi Madridistas, how have you been lately. I know that I have gone totally Danny Phantom but I have just been busy with stuff and well..yeah. I am officially on winter break so that means you guys will at least see more than one update per week. This story, I don't really know when it will end. I still have plans, but for COL there is only one more chapter and then a epilogue. I love the support I'm getting with my Viperous story. I am changing it a little so if you like supernatural kind of stories, then you will love it! I know you all have been dying for this to come out and I don't know if it is long enough. It might just be a filler but we will see. I'm a spontaneous writer so.. but anyway here is a new update. I hope you all like this chappy because I know you all are so so curious to what is going on with Neymar and Belle.  Well here you go and I am sorry for not being a regular. Please don't maul me! I am doing the best that I can, okay! Love you all!

Neymar paced back and forth on the cold surface of Belle's second floor terrace. His heart was racing with all kinds of emotions. He had loved Belle since day one, and she had even blessed him with a beautiful baby girl, even though she had kept her from him for years. Belle loved him. She shared his feelings. But why was he feeling this way. First he had questioned his actual love for her and easily shot down possible ideas of not having the intensity he felt before. It had been two years that they had been separated from each other. To him, she didn't even seem like the real Belle. Work and parenthood had done a wide number on his Littlefoot. A pang still hit his heart once and a while as the memory of her using him and lieing to him quietly slipped inside his sub conscious.

Who knew if she would try his feelings again. In all reality, he was actually afraid to fall in love with Belle again. No matter how hard he would try, he knew that the love will not be as distinguishable as they had been to him years ago.

A loud pang caused him to jump slightly and become alert in case he had to defend his two girls. When he turned quickly around, his defenses vanished as he saw Aspen staring up at him with moist eyes.

"Little one." He spoke quietly. She muffled a small hiccup and sniffed frequently. "It is nearly 5 in the morning."

"I-I had a bad dream. I saw you walk up here and wanted to follow you."

Neymar smiled softly at the identical pairs of eyes that looked up at him. She did look a lot like Belle, but Neymar would often see himself in her in times when she would laugh and smile. She definitely took Belle's lion mane, as he would call it.

"Come here." His arms opened up and within seconds, little arms wrapped around his torso. "Tell me about this dream."

Aspen used her hands and made a horizontal 'u' shape with them and started pounding her hands together while making rawring sounds. "Then here's you." On her other hand, she had two fingers up and moved them like he was walking. She then took her monster hand and made a gulping noise on her two fingers that resembled him. "And I kept sayin' dada but you no listen."

"Aww, Little One." His arms wrapped tighter around her. She was so small, so precious to him. Even though he wasn't there for the first few years of her life, he loved her dearly. Already he can see himself fighting off boys who would try to swoon his daughter right away from her. The thoughts made him shiver already. He was going to be that kind of parent.

"You guys couldn't sleep either?" A soft voice interrupted his thoughts. Belle came forward and soon Aspen left Neymar's arms and ran to her mothers. "A monster ate daddy." She said.

"Ooh no! Well, looks like daddy protected himself, huh." Belle flashed her daughter a breathtaking smile and Aspen smiled an equally breath taking smile back to her. With a little yawn and a eye rub, Aspen walked tiredly back in the house. "Nighty night."