Love, Lies & War (David Luiz)

Homecoming - Inessa

AN - Just so you guys can get a better picture of the characters, I've put some images in the cover photo. Inessa is in the picture in the middle. Layla bottom right. Soap middle right. Coby top middle and Cavalo middle left. All events, dates and opinions are solely for the purpose of this story. Please let me know what you guys think don't be a silent reader I love hearing from you guys. The first couple of chapters are introducing the characters but there is lots of drama, action, Neymar and David coming up so please continue reading and enjoy :-)

April 2012

"SOAP, SOAP" I yell whilst throwing a bread roll towards his head

"Huh, what... whats happening, whats wrong" he grumbles

"We're here, we're home!!!" I squeak

The last two years had been difficult. With Korea, Coby... that slut. I could not wait to get into the hotel and drink a bottle of over priced wine.

We all get off the private jet with Cavalo stumbling slightly. Seems someone really enjoyed the free drinks on our journey back from the base in Germany. As we walk into the fresh London air waiting outside is a black range rover parked up, with a tall skinny black haired women sitting on the hood of the car sucking on a cigarette.

"AY UP HOE!! You know smoking on a run way is such a brill idea, you know with all this petrol around" I shout over to Layla

"WHAYY there she is" she screams running over throwing me a cig and leaping into a big hug

"Wow soap your looking old... Arhhh hows my favourite drunken Brazilian?" Layla jokes

Soap and Cavalo both walk over and hug Layla before jump into the car

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As we pull up outside the The Ritz in London, we all jumped out as the boys go to get the bags from the car, me and Layla walked into the hotel.

"There is no way me and the lads can afford to stay here. I just want a clean bed and a bath" I whine

"Forget that freckles. I'm paying... well husband number five otherwise known as Peter is" she smiles

"What? Wow Layla you really my favourite man hating gold digger"

"shhh you, if you weren't so kind with all that money your pops left you, you'd own this whole city"

"yeah well I don't want any of that blood money or anything to do with him" I snap back at Layla

It was true though. After pops was killed I was left a stupid amount on money. I just saw it all as blood money, it all came from something wrong and evil. Thats why I gave it all to charities, and now live comfortably off what I make (which isn't bad to be fair) and the occasional gifts from friends.

After Layla sorted out the rooms, we all headed into the elevator and headed to our rooms. Me and Soap were sharing a two bed suite and Cavalo had his own. Once I got into the suite I was in awe. This place was truly stunning, I headed into my room and dived onto the bed. I couldn't stop myself from laughing.

"Alright nutter I'm off" Layla laughed popping her head around the door

"I have been stuck in a hummer in the middle of Iraq with four stinking men for 4 months. I.. I'm just so happy right now" I said laughing and rolling off the bed onto the floor

"Doesn't sound that bad to me. But listen I'll be over tomorrow at 1pm. I want to take you to meet Peter"

"Sound" I shout running into the bathroom and laughing some more at the pool sized bath.

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