*a week later*
||Neymar's POV||
I could tell Cairo expected me to leave her after she told me her story. I don't look at her as a murder. I may seem crazy but I don't. There's always a reason for people's action. It pisses me off the fact that her own brother thinks of her as a murder. I hate that she's going through this. I brought Cairo to my house so I can keep an eye on her and to keep her company, but she hasn't got out of bed ever since she got here. She doesn't even get up to eat I have to force her to eat.
"Baby" I said walking into the room
The room was dark.
"Cairo come on get up" I said tugging on the blanket
"No!" She groaned
"Please" I said "You haven't got out of bed in a week"
I sat down beside her on the bed.
"So?!" Cairo said putting the pillow over her head
I just sat there and stared at her.
"You're not gonna go away are you?" She said in a sleepy voice
"Não" I said (no)
"There you go speaking Portuguese again" Cairo said sitting up and I laughed
"How you feeling?" I asked putting my arms around her
"Shitty. I feel shitty." She said quietly
I kissed her forehead and she chuckled
"What's so funny?" I asked
"I don't understand why you're still here" She said
"I'm a fucking murder" Cairo said shaking her head
"I'm a monster" she said
"I'll tell you this 100 times I don't see you as a murder" I said "And please don't call yourself one"
She sighed.
"Neymar can't you see I'm a mess" Cairo said tearing up "I don't want to hurt you"
I held her tighter.
"You won't" I said
"Neymar you haven't seen me angry." Cairo said "once I'm angry I can't control it"
"I don't want to hurt you. I really don't Neymar I don't trust myself." Cairo said
I said quiet for a moment.
"I trust you" I said "you told me when you're around me you feel like a actual person"
"True" Cairo said
"Baby I want to help you." I said
"okay" she smiled weakly
"Come on we're going out" I said pulling her up from the bed
"Where are we going?" Cairo asked
"I honestly don't know" I laughed "but still go get ready."
"Okay what do I wear?" Cairo asked
"Wear something comfortable" I said
"Okay" Cairo said and walked to the bathroom
||Cairo's POV||
I walked inside the bathroom. I checked my phone for the first time in a week. Galilee left a bunch of messages same with Aubrielle and Asher. Of course Micah left me some rude messages I just blocked his number. I left the others on read. I don't want to talk to my family at all right now. I turned on the water in the shower. I put on Overtime by Bryson Tiller.
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You Can't Handle Me ~NJR Fanfic (Completed)
Fanfiction"What are you doing back here?" I rolled my eyes at him "I came back for you." He said getting closer to me but I backed away from him "Bullshit Neymar you wouldn't be able to handle me" I said walking away Cairo is a 21 year old famous internat...
