Forever With You (Neymar Fan fiction)

Scars..

Neymar's POV

 I wake up next to the most beautiful girl in the world and I look down at her smiling. She looks like an angel when she is sleeping. Her hair is kinda messy and all over the place, but she still looks beautiful. Her hair could be a complete mess and she could still look pretty. I look over at the clock and see that it is 9:03 a.m. I think I should make us break feast. She would like that I think. I'll make eggs, bacon and pancakes. Even better chocolate chip pancakes. I know she has a sweet tooth. I get out of bed slowly and I slowly open the door to go to the kitchen. I make my way to the kitchen and start preparing the food for us. 

About an half an hour later I am finished making our food and I place everything on the table nicely. I make my way back to my room and Elisa is still fast asleep. I gently nudge her and kiss her cheek to wake her up nicely. I don't wanna wake her up in the wrong way, it would defiantly make her mad. She is kinda cute though when she is mad. Weird I know, but it's true. 

She slowly rubs her eyes and smiles looking at me. She sits up next to me and gives me a kiss on the cheek. 

"Good morning meu amor" I say to her smiling.

"Good morning honey" she says smiling back and trying to fix her hair from being all over the place. 

"How'd you sleep?" I ask hoping she did sleep well. This was the first time she ever slept over at my place. I hope she will move in soon that way we can live together. 

"I slept well, It felt nice sleeping next to you, I felt safe." she says looking into my eyes.

"I'm glad you slept well and you felt safe with me. By the way I made us break feast" I say getting up and taking her hand leading her into the kitchen. 

We sat down and ate talking a little in between the meal. We were both still a little groggy from waking up.  We both put our plates into the sink for Elisa to do later and we started to get ready for the day. She had some clothes at my house for when she would ever need them. I had some clothes at her apartment too in case I needed them one day. 

I see her getting the clothes from the closet and going to the shower. I never have seen her yet, I don't wanna pressure her into anything like that. When she is ready then we can do "that". I hear the shower turn on and her singing to a song. I like to hear her singing, she doesn't know that I've heard her sing. She sings when she does things, but she does it quietly. I can hear her and I think she always sounds beautiful. 

I can hear her turning off the water in the shower and I see her in a towel opening the door. I turn my head in case she doesn't want me to see her. When I turn my head she laughs a little and says it's ok. I turn my head back seeing her grab something from the dresser and I notice something. Her towel opened a little and I saw some little healed scars on her hip. A few of them looked like they were kinda still healing. It looks like she did them to herself. Did she do this to herself? Did she cut? She doesn't know I saw them. I want to ask her about them, but I don't wanna hurt her by talking about it. I'll talk to her about it tonight. I don't want to make her upset right now in the morning and ruin her whole day. 

~Later that night~

"Babe can I talk to you about something?"

"Sure what's up honey?" She walks over to the couch and get comfortable. 

"You know this morning when you was taking a shower and you came out to grab somwthing from the dresser in your towel?" I ask trying to hint at my point.

"Yea I remember. Why?" 

"I saw some scars on your hip meu amor, did you do those to yourself? Please tell me the truth" I say gently not to scare her. 

"Neymar do hate me for doing that to myself? I hate myself for it. It gives me relief and a sense of having control of things. I'm sorry" I see Elisa start to tear up and stutter. 

Elisa's POV Cont. 

"Neymar do hate me for doing that to myself? I hate myself for it. It gives me relief and a sense of having control of things. I'm sorry"  I say trying not to cry my eyes out. I don't like to talk about this. He is the only one that knows. 

"Elisa I don't hate you for doing that, I love you. I don't like the idea that you did that to yourself. I want to help you to never to do it again babe. I don't want to see you hurt yourself like this." Neymar says to me sadly and teary eyed. I am making him cry over this, I feel even more awful. 

"I haven't done it in 1 month, I have been trying to quit doing it. It's so hard though, but I will listen to you and let you help me. Not even my brother knows honey, please don't tell him. He will be disappointed with me and mad. I need your help, I can't do it without your support." I am trying so hard not to cry right now, but I can feel some tears rolling down my cheeks. I hate thinking about my cutting, I hate thinking or looking at my scars. Sometimes when I see them it really hurts me and I cry. 

"I love you Elisa. Of course I will help you and support you to stop doing it. I think we should tell your brother, but I can't force you to. If you ever think about doing it again please come to me first and we can make sure you don;t do it ever again. I'm here for you babe." Neymar pulls me into his warm embrace and I bury my head into his chest. I feel some more tears making there way down my face. He is the only one who knows about this and he accepts me even though I was a cutter. He still loves me for me. I'm so grateful to have him. I love him so much. 

"Thank you Neymar. I love you so much. Thank you for not thinking I'm crazy and being mad at me. Thank you for accepting me. I guess we can tell my brother, but can you be there when I tell him?" I mumble into his chest not wanting to be out of his arms for a second because they are making me feel better and safe. 

"I wouldn't think anything bad about you meu amor. We can tell your brother tomorrow at lunch if you want to. I'll be there. I love you so much too" I can hear him say softly. 

We get a blanket and lay on the couch getting comfortable. I feel better talking about my cutting with Neymar because he made me feel supported to stop. He understood me and wasn't making me feel uncomfortable. It's going to be hard to tell my brother though, I really need Neymar's help to tell him. I don't want to hurt him by telling him about it. He is my big brother and he always wanted to protect me. It's just this time he couldn't protect me from myself, it's not his fault at all. It's completely my fault for my cutting. It just gave me a sense of a quick relief, it made me feel like I had control of something, it just let me feel something when I felt numb to everything. 

I feel Neymar wrapping his arms tighter around me and I turn into his chest to get comfortable. I can feel myself falling asleep slowly. 

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Hey my lovely fans :) I'm sorry for the late update :( I hope it is good. I know this is kind of a darker thing being discussed in this chapter. Please don't ever cut or do any other form of self harm. It's not a good thing to ever experience trust me. On a lighter note please comment what you think about this chapter and I will try to update again soon. Thanks xx