Chapter Thirty

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"Haven't seen you in a while, you seem to be living life well." Micheal peered his head at the pram, which I had pulled closer to me the moment he walked over and sat down.

Where had Neymar gone, it doesn't take this long to get the food.

"It seems like you got a little brat too, how cute." He said in disgust, making me want to take a nearby chair and knocking him down with it. How dare he say that about my daughter, but most importantly how dare he even walk over here.

"Just leave Micheal," I begged, not wanting his presence to be anywhere near my daughter and I. "Just leave, please."

He laughed, a laugh I had grown to hate as each day pasted by. "Leave? I just got here. Where's the fun in that."

I ignored him and peered my head around the cafe searching for the person I wanted to strangle as soon as he got back. "Looking for that lover boy of yours?"

"That's none of your business." I glared at him, " Everything stopped being your business the day you cheated on me and kicked me out of the house."

He just simply smirked, yet again I wanted to knock him and that smirk off his face. " I just saw lover boy run outside, and answer his phone. Bruna? I think that's what I heard him say."

I felt myself staring at him, not knowing what he was talking about. "What are you talking about?"

Micheal chuckled and shook his head, making me 10 times more confused then I already was. "I'll let you figure that out yourself, and let's say I'll enjoy it more then you would."

I stared at him and all I could see was the reincarnation of satan. What I found charming about him was no longer there, it seemed like he was a whole new person. A person I hated, a person who kicked me out of the house for the whore, a walking std whore.

"Leave." I said with more force this time, not wanting him here.

"And who are you to tell me to leave?" He mockingly looked, "Last time I checked this was a public place."

I was gripping the edge of the table, until my knuckles turned a pale white. My mind wandered to thought's that could get more arrested and charged with 3rd degree murder.

"I think she told you to leave." said a voice she was thankful to be here, he did come at the right times.

"So you're siding with this slut." He sneered, "How much are you paying her to be your personal whore?"

I watched as Sergio's fist clenched and unclenched. His jaw was clenched, and I could see it working under his skin. "I don't have the time to fight idiots like you, so I'm going to say this one last time, leave."

Hearing Sergio call him and idiot was slightly funny, knowing Micheal has a Master's Degree in Law. But he didn't need to know that, he didn't need to know anything

Micheal rolled his eyes, and glared the both of us down, "You're a bunch of idiots." He mumbled and the walked out of the cafe. I released a breath of air, I didn't know I was holding.

"Thank god he's gone." I said under my breath, and watched him walk to his car.

"Who was that jackass?" Sergio asked, while pulling Mariana out of her pram. "Don't even say he's an ex."

I sighed, "Sadly he is."

"Bad breakup?"

I laughed humorously, "I wouldn't say it was bad." I said sarcastically.

He started laughing, "I've been there."

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Neymar ended up not coming back, after an half and hour of waiting for him with Sergio, he finally shot me call. He said something about an unexpected meeting and he was sorry he couldn't take us home.

I thought about what Micheal had said about Neymar, and thought about it for the longest time. Neymar had never mentioned a Bruna and I knew for a fact that it wasn't a cousin of his. But then again, this is Micheal. Nobody could believe a word that comes out of his mouth.

I looked over at Sergio, who was playing with Mariana on the slide. I was beholden to have someone like Sergio in my life. I smiled thinking about his reaction when Neymar called saying, he wouldn't be coming back. He appeared looking so pissed off, more then me. It was as if Neymar ditched him instead of me.

When Sergio came stalking back, I asked him a question I was dying to know. "Hey, Sergio. Do you know a Bruna?"

He gave me a skeptical look, as if he was hesitant to answer my question. "And this is because?"

I groaned and just wanted him to answer the question, "I just wanted to know."

"And I'm not going to tell you."

He was hiding something, and I had to find out what it was. "You're hiding something aren't you."

"Maybe." He promptly said. "Ignore what I just said. Because I'm not hiding anything."

"C'mon tell me." I said nudging his muscular arm, "Please."

He shook his head, refusing to answer my question, "Please." I begged nudging his arm again.

I looked at him with my puppy eyes, a look he could never ignore. On the field he seems like an aggressive person, but off he's unassertive. Sergio is what you would call a big softie.

"Okay, fine." He began to say, "If I tell you, you won't get mad right. Or freak out like before."

I swiftly nodded my head, agreeing to the terms, even though I highly doubt I'll follow.

"The only Bruna I'm familiar with is Bruna Marquezine, who is also Neymar's ex girlfriend."

"Ex girlfriend?" I thought to myself. "Oh." Was the only word that tumbled out of my mouth.

I'm not going to freak out.

I'm.

Not.

Going.

To.

I stared down at clasped hands and didn't say anything else. I wasn't going to assume Neymar was talking to his ex girlfriend. I wasn't going to assume anything. I couldn't jump to conclusions and conclude that Neymar was indeed talking to her. Maybe their just friends, maybe their not talking at all and Micheal just said that to piss me off.

I was just hoping it was the last option.

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{ a/n: how was it?

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