Don't Let Me Go

Chapter 10

The car ride there was spent mostly in silence. I was quite nervous and worried, and Neymar noticed, which I kind of wished he hadn't. I don't like people seeing me how I am right now, I'm seriously a mess.

Minutes later we pulled into my driveway, and I automatically wished I didn't come here, but there was no choice really.

"Ready?" Neymar asked quietly, and a concerned look filled his gorgeous brown eyes. I shivered.

"Not really." I replied, I didn't know what else to say. Neymar placed his hands on my cheeks, and placed kiss on my forehead with a reassuring smile. "I'm here Bella. You aren't alone."

I smiled to his words, as we walked in. The door was locked, and I wasn't thinking to bring my key.

"Fuck..." I mumbled under my breath. Neymar's head shot in my direction. "What is it?"

"I forgot my key." I said, and he chuckled. I shrugged my shoulders, and pulled him towards the back door.

"He always keeps this door unlocked." I said, as I slid open the sliding door. I was greeted by empty beer bottles, and empty bottles that were once filled with liquor. I shook my head in disgust.

"I can't believe during these entire years I was never here for you." Neymar said, as we walked up to my room. I looked back at him with a confused look.

"You didn't know me then." I laughed, and he took a seat on my bed and folded his arms.

"I know that, but I wish I did." I smiled as I packed up the rest of my belongings. I placed the rest of my clothing in the large suitcase I had since I was younger. I always used this bag when I went on trips with my family, and for soccer when I traveled everywhere.

I walked across my room and grabbed the tiny angel statue I had when I was little. My mom gave it to me on my tenth birthday, and every time I look at it, it reminds me of her. I watched Neymar as he looked at me while I moved all over my room. I even caught him looking out the window, or out my door a few times. I'm not quite sure why though.

As I continued to pack the rest of my bag, I just let my mind drift off to all the fun moments I've actually had in this house. Before my mom left of course. I grew up in this lovely house, but living alone with my abusive father just made everything ten times worse. I couldn't believe I was pretty much moving out.

I let my thoughts take over me and wondered. Sure maybe my dad 'only' slapped me, I'm not over-reacting right? This isn't the first time he's physically abused me. I just couldn't take anymore that was coming my way, all to do with my dad of course.

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I looked up at the house as Neymar started to pull out of the driveway. My bag was full of the rest of my stuff. And to be honest, I don't believe my dad will even notice that I'm gone. I pushed him at the back of my mind, and just decided to have a nice evening, and not let any of this crap bother me. Not for now at least.

"What would you like to do now since it's only twelve?" Neymar asked, as he pointed to the clock in his car. I rolled down the window and slipped on my sunglasses, seeing the sun came out and it was really warm.

I shrugged my shoulders with a smile plastered on my face, earning one from him back. I let Neymar take me wherever we were going. My skin was buzzing, and the electricity Neymar sent me rushed up and down, and all over my body.

Tapping my fingers on my lap, Neymar turned up the music and looked at me with the slightest smile. I laughed at him. He looked at me, then quickly back at the road again.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing." I smirked, and he grabbed my hand; placing a kiss on the top. Small moments like these are the ones I enjoy the most.