F I N A L C H A P T E R
I sat in the empty bedroom of my apartment, staring at nothingness. All I could think about was the suitcases filled to full, that were sitting on the living room floor, waiting to be moved.
It's been twenty four hours since yesterday's incident and I haven't shed a tear since, like I planned. When I came home, I didn't burst into tears but instead, sat on the couch with Mariana in my arms and stared into space.
Neymar da Silva Santos Júnior.
The person I loved more then anything.
The person who gave me everything I could wish for.
The person who treated me like a queen.
The person who put my needs before his.
And the person who cheated on me. The words were so hard to accept.
What happen to, "I will treat you like no guy has ever treated you before," This isn't any different from what Micheal had done to me.
My emotions were indecisive. One moment I would be angry, then sad and then settle into nothing.
The sound of knocking from the front door made my heart wrench. In just two hours, I would be in a different city, away from this suffocating area.
I pushed myself off the ground and took slow steps to the door.
Melissa clutched herself as she stepped in, fearing I would snap any second now. "You... you ready to go?"
I hesitated. It didn't seem right for me to leave but I had too. No matter what my instincts were telling me, I had to go.
"I... I just – I just need to go get Mariana ready." It was odd hearing my voice. It sounded like a whole different person. I couldn't bring myself to look at myself in the mirror after hearing myself.
I was a mess.
"Marc is just gonna bring your stuff to the car." She said and Marc came from around the corner and in the door.
He awkwardly took steps towards me and wrapped his arm around my tiny frame and held me tight. "He's an idiot, you know that right?"
"Mel and I will always be with you, though I'm slightly disappointed you're entering Real territory." I cracked a smile.
"Marc," Melissa scowled. "This isn't the time for football talk. You're ruining the moment."
They both bickered back and fourth and I couldn't help but smile at the two of them. They were clearly both made for each other.
I snuck away, not wanting to interrupt there "moment," and walked to where Mariana was sleeping.
I picked her up, watching her as eyes fluttered open. Her big round eyes sparkled at the sight of my mother. I cuddled her closer.
It was as if she felt something was wrong and stopped giggling. Instead her tiny lips started to tremble. "Oh no, baby don't cry."
I slowly rocked her to soothe her. "It may just be the two of us right now but you're all I need."
I settled her on top of the blanket that laid on the carpet and changed her into a new nappy. "It's time for us to leave to our new home."
I grabbed her nappy bag and handbag that were sitting by the door and walked to the front door.
It was time for a new start.
A time to be forget about Neymar.
A time to change myself.
And a time for me to be stronger.
N E Y M A R ' S P O V
"There I did it." I felt more disgusted with myself then I was with him.
I lost the love of my life, my queen and my princess. My little princess I had just reconciled with.
All to protect them.
But to them it would be betrayal.
"Didn't think you do it." Micheal cackled and I felt the anger inside me boiling. My fist clenched at my side, ready to strike at him. "If you touch one hair on my body, you're done for." He knew the control he had over me.
I was the puppet and he was the puppet master.
"I offered you money! Why the fuck didn't you take it." My nose flared, my hand was trembling uncontrollably. "You... you ruined my family!"
"Seeing you suffer is way more rewarding then any amount of pay," He snickered. "And it seems that she left for that Ramos guy. This just keeps getting better and better — for me at least."
Cassandra left Barcelona. She left with our daughter. I didn't get to see them one last time.
I didn't bother to wipe the tear that had escape from my eyes and just let it stream done my face.
I took one step towards him, my
fist clenched to the point where they had no color. "One more step Santos and these tapes are going to the police."
I froze. I couldn't risk my career and my life on this.
I was eighteen, drunk and an idiot when these was recorded. It was a day I didn't remember happening. I didn't need to be told what I did. I thought I was a good person, only until Micheal appeared.
I assaulted a man to his death and didn't remember it.
Nobody knows about it besides the two of us and I was going to keep it that way. Despite if I ruin many more relationships along the way.
I was going to keep Cassandra and Mariana out of this and I was going to protect them.
They are my life and my world.
Just they won't be apart of my world, until Micheal Rivera is gone.
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{a/n; that's the end.
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