I got up from the bed and my blood was definitely boiling by then. “How dare you talk to me like this? How dare you accuse me like this? You didn’t even give me the chance to explain! I didn’t sleep with Marc, nothing happened you assh*le!” I yelled back. He clenched his fists and his chest rose and fell rapidly. It was hard to think rationally, because all I want to do right now is scream and shout at him. I took a deep breath and said, “Neymar, I really don’t want to fight” with a sigh. “Tell me why you hesitated when I asked you if nothing had happened between you and Marc” he asked, controlling the rage in his voice. “Can you let that go, please?” I asked. “I want to know!” he hissed. “I didn’t have s*x with him” I defended. “Then what did you do? Why did you spend the night at his place?” he asked. “Marc was upset and so was I. He needed comfort” I said. “He needed comfort and so you jump into his arms immediately? Where the hell were you when I needed comfort?” he hissed in anger. “Neymar, why are you being like this? Please stop, let’s not fight” I pleaded. “Tell me what you did!” he yelled. I wanted to tell him, but he was furious and if I told him now it would definitely blow up everything. “Your silence says everything, puta!” he hissed. I gasped in shock, because I hadn’t expected him to use that word towards me. “I’m wasting my energy, time and love on you while you don’t give a shit about me. Go be with that hijo de puta Marc, but don’t come running to me when he decides to hit you in the face!” he yelled. My jaw dropped and I stared at him in disbelief. “GET THE F*CK OUT PENDEJO!” I yelled as tears filled my eyes. How dare he talk to me like that? I had tried to keep calm, but he had crossed a serious line right there. Adrian suddenly walked into my room and stared us two. Neymar clenched his fists and stormed out of the room. “What the hell?!” Adrian yelled. I broke down in tears a second later. “What happened sis?” Adrian asked, carefully. I started sobbing and didn’t say anything.
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