Midnight Nation(Marcelo vieira)

Chapter 4

Hey guys long time no talk. As you guys probably always skip over my authors note, I just want to give some news. I'm close to finishing my Neymar story and it pulls on my heart strings because that is probably my most favorite story that I have written. It sucks because I've been down with Neymar since I've seen him play for Santos. When he just started and wasn't famous for that crazy hair or his skills at the moment. Just a young 17 year old who was good enough to join an adult club. This story is becoming a favorite too. Since Don't Forget My Name is ending soon, I will post the first chapter of my new Neymar story today but probably won't start it until Don't Forget My Name is finished completely. Unless I get a lot of demands for it. I love Marcelo so this story is easy for me to write as well. He is just so charming and sweet so his character is fun to write. I'm sorry if this is so short. I really wanted to update today though. I will probably update again tomorrow.

WARNING!!!! I AM NOT PROMOTING THE USE OF MARIJUANA!!! THIS IS ALL JUST FOR A CHARACTER! DON'T TAKE IT SERIOUSLY. 

Elisa flickered her eyes open and took in her surroundings. The difference was surreal and caused her breathing to quicken. Her phone was silent, no messages. No one asking about her, no one was searching for her. It was expected though. She wasn't one to stand out in the crowd. Making friends wasn't her specialty and keeping them was sure as hell was a big problem for her. On some days, she finds herself questioning Marcelo's sanity for having putting up with her for so long. Her eyes wandered over to the floor on the other side of the room. Marcelo slept soundly on the floor; his curls bounded all over the place and he seemed to be in peace. Deep down, she looked at him as a blessing.

He was a special person to her, even though he can be a little pest. Sadness still sat in the pit of her stomach though, Robby will find them and Marcelo shouldn't be involved. Anxiety spread through her body like wildfire and she choked on her breath for a minute before grabbing her chest. Marcelo stirred slightly in his place on the floor and she held her breath, not wanting him to wake and see her having an anxiety attack. No, that would only make him worry about her even more.

Quickly and quietly, she grabbed her little green jar out of her suitcase. It would sure to last her a few months until she was able to find a new supplier but at the moment, what she had would do. Her glass pipe was cold due to the lack of use since she has grown to fancy the use of wraps. She filled the bowl and took out her lighter that had her horoscope. A large lion was on the front and the words '"Leo" was on the top. Before lighting the bowl, she took out her homemade filter that she formed with the use of toilet paper rolls and a few sheets of dryer sheets. Once her cast of characters were neatly laid out in front of her, she took her first hit and let the contents fill her mouth and lungs.

Almost immediately, her anxiety dissipated. After about three more hits, she was done and completely mellow. She put everything away hastily and nearly jumped out of her skin when she turned around and saw Marcelo sitting up and staring at her. He held no expression, it was completely blank.

"Uh.." She gulped and lowered her eyes so that he wouldn't see the redness and cursed herself for not buying eye drops at the gas station. Surely Oscar had some laying around. "Morning Celo."

He didn't speak, just continued to stare. The only movement he made was cocking his head to the side. His stare was intense and Elisa could feel a light blush on her face. He stayed silently staring at her, still no expression on his face. God, what she would do to read his mind. "Why are you staring at me?" As much as she tried to make her voice come out confident and strong, it came out meager and shaky. 

"How does it make you feel, Eli?" He spoke suddenly, sleep still evident in his voice. Still no expression readable on his face, he stood up slowly and pulled his hair up with a band he had around his wrist.