The soccer player (Neymar Fanfiction)

Chapter 53

Hi (:
I just wanted to say hi XD

Chapter 53

*Day of Brazil Vs. Columbia game, oops I lied about three days before sorry XD*

Jessica's POV

The seats I had this time were different. I sat at a vip section, and about three rows beside me. I think Pele was over there. But I've meet him before, very nice man. I didn't want to bug him because he likes to stay low, but he can't since he's the greatest player to ever walk on this earth.
I wore my Brazil jersey and some black jeans, it wasn't special because it was really hot as usual. I sat down after the national anthems played, I was really nervous for the team. My stomach growled and I bite my lip in pain. I smile and look up. I look back down as the game starts.
____

The first half ended and Brazil was up one to zero. I was really exited for Thiago since his goal was amazing. And Brazil looked very, very confident

___
"Yes!" I jump up as David Luiz scores from a free kick. His hair flopped up and down and it was just really funny to watch. I smile and sit down and my phone blows up from twitter about David's score.
___
"What?!?!" I yell as the ref yellow cards Julio Cesar. That's the craziest thing I've ever seen, he's the damn goalie! He's trying to save the team, duh! I sit down and cross my arms because Columbia has a penalty kick.

"Damnit James." I say as he scores his penalty goal. "He just got luck." I say to myself and the person next to me laughs. I roll my eyes and watch as James hurrys back to try and start the game again. I giggle as I watch Neymar slowly take his little time back.
__

Neymar has the ball and rushes down the field, as he try's to get away. All I could see is a Columbia players knee in Neymar's back. Neymar falls to the ground in pain and I quickly stand up and watch as the play still goes on.
"Neymar!" I yell and he doesn't get up. Tears fill in my eyes as people rush to he's side and I couldn't bare it anymore. "I'm done." I say and quickly make my way out of my section.

Neymar's POV

"Your gonna be okay Neymar." A guy says and the place me on a stretcher.
"It hurts." I say and cover my face from the bright lights. The pain shot though my body as I could feel nothing.
What if I'm paralyzed? What it I can't play ever again. The tears fall from my eyes as they carry me into a tunnel.
"Is he going to be okay?" I hear and slowly look over to see Jessica in tears.
"Oh my god, Neymar!" She says and runs to my side.
"Hey there." I say and try to smile though the pain.
"Your gonna be okay." She says and a tear falls from her face. She runs her hand though my hair and I slowly grab a hold of her hand as they place the stretcher down.
"I love you Neymar." She says and kisses my forehead. "Your gonna be okay." She smiles and I nod.
She stands up and walks to a medic and nods as he answers.
"Where's that at?" I hear her say and the medic gave her directions to the hospital, I guess the one I'm going too.
"I don't wanna go yet. I need to talk to my team." I say and the people quickly look at each other before nodding.

Jessica's POV

I couldn't bare to see Neymar like this, the pain in his eyes. I think he's done for this World Cup. I bite my lip and stare at the ground as his team mates surround him giving hugs and get well words.
"Be strong." Oscar says to me and I nod.
"I'll try."
"He's gonna make it, don't worth." He says and wraps his arms around me and I couldn't help but cry on his shoulder. He let's me go and waves me off.
Neymar could have been paralyzed, he wouldn't be able to play football with our child one day or keep playing for Brazil and Barcelona. I stare at the ground as the players walk off leaving Neymar by himself.
I walk over to him and he was in tears.
"I let my team down." He says and looks up at me.
"No you didn't."
"Yes I did! I'm hurt and they aren't gonna have Thiago! I need to play the semi final!"
"Neymar your-"
"I know I'm hurt! I still need to play!" He says as the medics help him in the ambulance. I shake my head and he throws me his keys. He nods as they close the doors and hurry around and drive off.
I bite my lip and turn my heel and see David Luiz standing there.
His head hung low and he turned around and walked off. I sigh and walk towards Neymar's car.
I hope he will be okay.
___
"You aren't going to be able to play the rest of the World Cup, I'm sorry but your condition won't heal in time." The doctor told Neymar, and Neymar's grip on my hand tighten and I look at him. He was crying and shaking his head.
"I let them down."
"No you didn't." I say and he looks at me.
"You don't understand. I can't be there for my team as they go to the semi. I'm going to be on my ass at home, watching the play!" He says and shakes his head. He looks back at the doctor and I stand up and leave the room. I close the door behind me and shake my head.