Simplicity

Chapter 23 Home

OSCARS POV

She...She. No I refuse to belive that she cut herself again. This can't be humanly possible. This could have been evidable. I just looked at the dead eyes infront of me dropping tears from the once livly ocean blue eyes of the near perfect Grace Evans. This is my fault. I should have stayed quiet. Things would have worked out better this way. I reached my trembling arms to Grace's and parted her two arms. I rolled up both of her sleeves an what I saw just made me loose control. I was looking at what might as well be the end of me. Her wrist was covered in cuts all over. The blood everywhere, the tears. She dosent deserve this. No one does. Not even that son of a bitch Bernard. I lifted Grace still holding her arms and lead her into the bathroom I opened the shower curtains and let the water gal drastically resembling my tears.

"Get in the tub and cleans your wrists."

I did t know in which way to say it but I tried to be strong. As soon as Grace was under the water she started screaming in agonizing pain. Her screams seemed is if she was going to die right there and then. I couldent be strong anymore. I broke down, I collapsed down on the floor and rock myself like a four year old. I layed on the floor as the screams echoed in the back. I shut my eyes and wished that I lt was just a dream but once I opened them I was still there. The screams still kept on and the pain I was feeling was stabbing me. Tried my best to stand up and shut the water off. I didn't want to look at the floor of the tub. It was best that way. I helped Grace out of the tub and rapped a towle around her shoulders. I went to my room and looked for some old cloths that belonged to Jenna. I passed Grace a plain white long sleeve shirt and dark blue jeggings. I gave the cloths to Grace and closed the door. Leaving the door unlocked just in case. I stood right next to the door because I wasent going to leave her side. Not now not ever. Grace walked out the bathroom and I helped her to kitchen. I made her some salad and she ate it. No emotions were shown. Her face was so pail and her eyes didn't have the same life as before. It almost seemed as if her eyes were turning grey. After Grace ate asked her a question:

"Grace do you...do you want to go back home in Boston?"

I tried to say it in the most caing voice possible but my voice was shaky. All she managed to do is nod her head. I grabbed the car keys and Grace and I got in the car and drive to the air port. Paparazzi were hot on my tail but I tried my best to hide Graces face. I don't want anyone to follow her. I desided to cover her head with my jacket. I made my way to the private jet and I sat down next to Grace. Once last time I asked her:

"Do you want to go home?"

She finally managed to say something

"My home is with neymar but I just want some time apart from him, from my so called brother from everyone."

"Does this include me?"

I asked with a sad tone. She didn't say anything until we were finally off the ground.

"You're not included in the people I don't want to see you're the only person I want to see."

She began to cry on my shoulder. And at that moment I felt relived. I love her so much and I would never leave her and the fact that she dosent want to leave me either makes me feel the closest thing to happiness on a day like this. Grace fell asleep on my shoulder and I let her. I didn't dare mover a muscle. I had her in my arms, she was safe in a sence but even I know that she will get better and I'm going to make sure of this. Even if it takes ever breath my body can make I will help her get better and when it's time I will take her back to Brazil with neymar because that's where she belongs and I love her enough to realize that.

NEYMARS POV

She's gone. She hates me. Oscar hates me. I fucking hate me. I'm a monster. I don't even know where I'm going much less where I am but I will not stop until I find Grace. She could be hurt then again she is hurt and I caused the pain. How could I be so...so idiotic? I should have stopped Bernard I shouldent have just gone with it. I punched my best friend. I hurt the love of my life and I know that the hole in my heart that was once filled had just opened again. I feel empty. Everyone hates me. Even my son. I haven't seen him in so long and Carolina sent me a text earlier saying that Davi thinks I abandoned him. What has my life come too? What am I making such stupid choices in life. This isn't a way to live, it's a way to die. And at this very moment it dosent seem like a bad idea. I was driving In the high way when then my car stopped. Fuck! What is this is god punishing me? I punished the stearing wheel of my car and opened the door. I called oscar and it went straight to voice mail. He hates me and it's official. I grabbed all my essentials and left my car. I walked to the nearest hotel which was about 9 miles away. I'm going to have to spend the night there and then rent a car and keep looking for Grace.

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So this is the longest and sadest update I have ever made in my life. But I'm here to say that you guys are amazing for keeping up with all of this. It's amazing to think that you guys like my fan fic and for thoes who thing it's ending soon don't worry we are only half way to the first book because there will be another one trust me.

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So the story is officially at it's rock bottom. like it's not going to get any worse from here. the story officially starts to develop.

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So I hope you guys like the story so far and please comment what you think will happen next and I will be taking requests. So if you guys want anything spesific to happen then put it down in the comments.

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So what will happen the next morning? will neymar find out about Grace going back home with oscar?

Find out on the next chapter of

ONE LOVE ONE SENTENCE

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