I sighed and sat on the sidewalk to check if I had hurt myself. My right elbow was slightly scraped and the right side of my hip hurt, but apart from that I seemed okay. I got up with a grunt and felt a little wobbly on my legs. “This is just f*cking great!” I groaned out loud and continued my way home with a scared heart.
[Neymar’s POV]
I think I had fallen asleep on the sun lounger, because when I woke up it was pitch dark outside. I had dreamt of Olive and though I didn’t remember what the dream was about, it gave me shivers. I walked inside the house and slid the door to the garden close. I went upstairs to my bedroom and crawled under the covers. I had a slight headache and that frightening feeling from the earlier dream lingered in my mind. I started to worry and hoped that she was alright. I doubted she would be out and about at this time of the night, since she wasn’t really the clubbing type. Maybe she was out with friends? Or possibly with a new guy? I sat up on my bed and started imagining all kinds of scenarios that would never happen probably, but you know how it goes. Once you start worrying you are doomed to image the worst case scenarios, because that’s just how most of our minds worked. I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my contact list until I reached the letter O. I started at her name for minute and I finally tapped it. I held the phone up to my ear with shaky hands. One ring, two rings…”Hello” I heard on the other end of the line. The person was panting and his voice was rough and hoarse. I cut the call with a pounding heart and clenched my fists. For once the worst case scenarios didn’t seem so worse after all. Who was he? Why did he pick up her phone? Why was he panting? She had someone, she moved on, she forgot me, she is f*cking some puta, my inner voice screamed. My heart started to ache and I didn’t want to believe it. She couldn’t have moved on within 3 weeks! Or could she have? I didn’t know the answer.
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ผมถอนหายใจ และนั่งบนสารพัดเพื่อตรวจสอบถ้าฉันได้เจ็บเอง ข้อศอกขวาของฉันถูกถลอกเล็กน้อย และด้านขวาของสะโพกของฉันเจ็บ แต่จากที่ ผมดูเหมือนไร มีค่ากับตัว grunt และรู้สึกสั่นเล็กน้อยบนขาของฉัน "เป็นเพียง f * cking ดี! " Groaned ดัง ๆ และยังคงวิธีของฉันบ้านหัวใจกลัว[ของ Neymar POV]I think I had fallen asleep on the sun lounger, because when I woke up it was pitch dark outside. I had dreamt of Olive and though I didn’t remember what the dream was about, it gave me shivers. I walked inside the house and slid the door to the garden close. I went upstairs to my bedroom and crawled under the covers. I had a slight headache and that frightening feeling from the earlier dream lingered in my mind. I started to worry and hoped that she was alright. I doubted she would be out and about at this time of the night, since she wasn’t really the clubbing type. Maybe she was out with friends? Or possibly with a new guy? I sat up on my bed and started imagining all kinds of scenarios that would never happen probably, but you know how it goes. Once you start worrying you are doomed to image the worst case scenarios, because that’s just how most of our minds worked. I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my contact list until I reached the letter O. I started at her name for minute and I finally tapped it. I held the phone up to my ear with shaky hands. One ring, two rings…”Hello” I heard on the other end of the line. The person was panting and his voice was rough and hoarse. I cut the call with a pounding heart and clenched my fists. For once the worst case scenarios didn’t seem so worse after all. Who was he? Why did he pick up her phone? Why was he panting? She had someone, she moved on, she forgot me, she is f*cking some puta, my inner voice screamed. My heart started to ache and I didn’t want to believe it. She couldn’t have moved on within 3 weeks! Or could she have? I didn’t know the answer.▶Next ใน 1 ! ◀#neymar #neymarjr #njr #deathtoallcopyrats
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