Mine II Neymar Jr. II (English)

Diecinueve

For the next two days we were constantly on the run. We did stops just to eat something quickly and use the toilet. I couldn't even take a shower, which at the high temperatures that prevailed wasn't the most pleasant feeling in the world. On the other hand, after all that had happened over the last days, I can say that I used to such a state. The guys exchanged the steering wheel so that both could take a nap for a moment. The whole back was for me and although the seats were quite comfortable, after a while and a thousand changed positions, being here was a nightmare. I wasn't quite sure what day we have, I've lost count of time, but the thought that I'm closer to the end kept me alive and gave me a little encouragement. Finally, the day came when I could free myself from this driving metal can. We drove up a sizeable driveway and drove through the brass gate, finally stopping in front of an impressive property.

- We're here. Ready to meet the family? - Neymar turned to me, asking a question with a strange smile. We got out of the car and went inside.

- Boys! - a middle-aged woman appeared in the corridor. - Where did you get lost? I already thought you wouldn't come to the ball - she hugged them both with a big smile on her face.

- Mom, come on... - Neymar tried to break free from her embrace. So we are really in his family home.

- I've missed you son - she kissed him on the cheek. - Will you introduce me to your friend? - she released him from the grip.

- Nina - I approached her and shook her hand when the thought  if I should tell my real name hit me. I glanced at Neymar, but didn't look worried.

- Nadine - she gave me a warm smile. - Well-mannered - she stabbed her son with the elbow.

- Sooo... I'm going to the kitchen. I'm starving - suddenly Rafael said and disappeared.

- You're tired for sure. Show Nina one of the guest bedrooms, in about an hour there will be dinner - she smiles again and the boy showed me to follow him with a gesture of the hand. We went up the stairs and started to go to one of the many pairs of door. There was loud music coming from these particular doors, so I didn't fully understand why we were heading towards them. Neymar opened the door and we saw a girl dancing around the room.

- What did I tell you about knocking?! - the girl turned off the music and her face was painted with embarrassment. 

- It's nice to see you too, sister - he smiled at her with a bit of exaggeration. So it's his sister. - Give her some clothes and show the room. I have to go - he turned on his heel and headed back to the corridor.

- I'm not going to entertain your next girl! - she shouted after him, but he didn't do anything about it and left, leaving us alone. - Let's go, I'll give you some clothes - she sighed loudly.

- You don't have to do this, I don't want to bother you. Please, show me only my room and I will get out of your way - I saw that she was very dissatisfied with the situation which her brother put her in, and I didn't want to bother her.

- What did you say? - she froze for a moment.

- That I don't want to cause trouble - I wondered for a moment what I said wrong. I wanted to be nice.

- You are different... - the girl gave me a longer look.

- I'm sorry... - I lowered my head.

- You apologize to me? - she asked in even more surprised tone than before. - It's impossible that you're Neymar's girlfriend - she shook her head, laughing slightly.