Love, Lies & War (David Luiz)

Story Time - Inessa

For some unbeknown reason I wake up 5am and can't get back to sleep. I peak around the door into Nando's room and see him sleeping peaceful, I decided to stick on some yoga pants and one of Nando's Ferrari tops and head out for a run.

I've been running for about an hour heading nowhere in particular when I come across a large field with several football pitches and loads of guys running out. I decided to head over and do no few laps around the field

"Freckles?" I hear from across the field

"David? Hey" I smile

He and a bunch of other lad in yellow Brazil football jerseys come running over

"Wow you guys start practise early" I chuckle

"Yeah.. There's less cameras and people round at this time. And it's cooler... Oh let me introduce to you the guys. This is Marcelo, Hulk, Fred and Neymar Jr" David smiles

"Nice to meet you" I smile looking over to Neymar, this dude has way to much swag

There's a amount of awkward silence, when some oldish looking guy who I'm guessing is the coach shouts over to them in Portuguese

"Yeah well... I best get off. Nando will have a hernia if he wakes up and I'm not there" I laugh

We say our goodbyes and I run off back to the hotel. When I get back to the hotel I'm aching everywhere, I was still in some pain from being shot and had not recovered from the graves in Nigeria, maybe running have much wasn't such a good idea. I run the bath with boiling hot water and jump in feeling the hot water prickle and burn my sore body. After the bath and I just stand by the big mirror in the bathroom staring at the reflection. I look at the diagonal scar that crosses along my left cheek, the bullet wound just above my right hip and the long mean looking scar stretching down from my right knee to my ankle. I hate how I looked. I hated the men that gave me these scars and myself for allowing it to happen. There's a sudden knock on the door breaking my chain of thought.

"Inessa love. Are you dressed?" I hear Nando say through the door

"No. I'll meet you in the restaurant" I call out

I get dressed into some high waisted shorts and a grey vest top tucking it in and heading downstairs for breakfast.

"OMG! Look at you" I hear someone squeak as I walk into the restaurant

"No way. What are you guys doing here so early. It's not even Friday yet" I question turning around to Tamara and Petra Ecclestone, the incredibly orange and spoilt daughters of Bernie but also two of the funniest girls I've ever meet

"Alonso called.. Said we should arrive before the Grand Prix starts this weekend as there's someone we'd want to see, and that she also needed to go clothes shopping" Tamara giggles

"I mean wow babe, are you wearing a grey vest top" Petra laughs

"I have hardly any clothes here" I blurt out laughing slightly

They both laugh walking over to me, as I grab a sausage off the buffet table

"You shouldn't fill your body with that rubbish, you'll get fat..er" I hear someone quip behind me

I turn around to see Layla!!

"Layla" I cry out going for a hug as she steps back

"Three months" she scream throwing a sausage at my head

"Did you just.." I begin to say

"Shut up!! Three months you cow! No letter, no nothing. Do you have any idea how upset I've been? How worried and upset Lucca's been!" She continues to rant