Love, Lies & War (David Luiz)

The Dinner - Inessa

We all arrived at some super posh looking restaurant in the centre of London. I jumped out of Terry's car with David, Oscar and Lampard. number five only had a two seated Lamborghini in bright green... Knob.

As we were seated in the restaurant, I turn around and notice my London based boss, or otherwise known as evil witch devil cow.  As she takes a look around I drive under the table, leaving  David with a questioning look on this face.

"What the fuck Ness. You're embarrassing me. Get the hell up" Layla barks

"Code red. Death con 5. No can do. She still there?" I whisper up to the table

"Who" asks David

"The old pencil lipped hag on the table to the right" I whisper back

"Good to see you too dear. Glad to see you're still alive and well" the older lady smiles before I could say another insult

I lift the table cover slightly and see her feet right in front of me. Fuck. This is why I didn't want to come to London. The paparazzi and the never ending demands from this woman. She was the head of the division I helped out sometimes in Mi6 and did not seem to understand the word holiday. I figured I'd have to come out from under the table at some point,  although I was considering staying here forever. I crawled from out of the table banging my head on the table and knocking number fives brandy over him. Haha.

"Well hello there ma'am. You're looking well." I beam at her

"Yes well. It's good to see you actually. I'll be in touch"

"I'm actually on leave at the moment" I begin to say, but she just walks away

Fuck.

I look around at the folk in the restaurant and at my table. There all looking at me like I've gone mad. Maybe I have.

"Jolly good. Think I'll have a large vodka shot in the eye and a cheeseburger. Do they do cheeseburgers in this joint" I blurt out winking at Terry and Lampard

After the meal, we all headed out.

"Thanks numb.... Peter. The meal was lovely" I smile

He just looks at me with distaste and walks to the car.

"The sooner he's gone the better. He's horrible Layla," I chuckle

"I know, I know. But hey listen. Let me throw you a little welcome home feast at my place tomorrow. Just us... Maybe the footballers" Layla giggles

"Yeah go on" I smile back

"You need a ride back sweet pea" Terry calls to me

"Aye I do pal"

"Alright jump in and let's go"

I kiss Layla on the cheek and headed over to the car jumping in the front.

It was a long drive back. Stupid London and it's traffic. All of a sudden my phone starts blaring out big yellow taxi by Joni Mitchell. Shit. It's the devil lady.

"What's up K?" I answer

"Be at headquarters tomorrow at 2 with them two idiots of yours"

The phone goes dead.

"Everything okay sardas?" David asks from the back

(Freckles)

"Umm" I answer

We pull up to the hotel and find Cavalo's outside shouting at some woman in Portuguese and drunk. I jump out of the car and run over to them with David and Oscar following behind.

"Hey bro chill out. And she doesn't understand you" I shout over

Cavalo just continues to rant at the woman in Portuguese. She looks like she might cry.

" hey bro. Vamos vamos to mar uma cerveja" David smiles putting his arm over Cavalo.

(Hey bro. Come on. Let's go get a beer)

" I não é sev irmão encaracolodos agora me deixar esta mulher roubou meu pè matagal" Cavalo spits back

(I ain't your brother curly. This woman stole my foot scrub)

David turns to me his face turning pink trying not to laugh. Some men just don't understand how anal military men can be over their things, I think to myself and giggle.

"Que suga cara vamos nos pegar uma cerveja é deixar sardas para resolve o problematic ay" chuckles David

(That sucks dude. Come on let's get a beer and leave freckles to sort it out ay)

"Sim. Ok. Mulheres sangrentas" he curses

(Yes. Okay. Bloody woman)

David laughs and agrees and takes Cavalo back inside towards the elevator. I mouth thank you him and turn around and try to calm the screaming woman and sort this mess out.

Once the hotel manager calms done and lets us stay at the hotel, I head up to Cavalo's room. He's passed out on the couch and David's putting a bucket next to him on the floor.

"Cavalo... As in horse right?" He asks

"Yes, he looks like one don't you think" I laugh

He turns around and smiles.

"Thanks for that"

"Anytime" he smiles

Once we say goodbye, I turn around to find the drunk horse who had saved my life more times I could count and kept me sane. Both Cavalo and Soap were like brothers to me. Brothers in arms that I would die for tomorrow if needed. I walk over to the coach and scoot on with Cavalo snuggling down and falling asleep.

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