I went downstairs and found my mother in the kitchen. I hugged her tight and said, “Sorry mom” She kissed the top of my head and returned the hug. “I’m just so tired mom” I sighed. She nodded, but she didn’t say anything. It felt nice and comforting to be in her arms. “I love you” I said. “I love you too baby and we are all going to miss you” she said with sadness in her eyes. “I’ll call frequently” I said and kissed her cheek. I helped her to make lunch when the doorbell rang. I peeked out of one of the windows and saw his car. “Who is it?” my mother asked. “Him and I don’t want to see him” I said. “I’ll tell him that you aren’t home” my mother said. “Thanks mom” I said and went upstairs to my room. I peeked through my window and made sure his car was gone before I went downstairs again. “Does he know that you are leaving the country?” she suddenly asked. I shook my head. “It’s your choice, but tell him at least” she said. I didn’t want to tell him, because he didn’t deserve to know anything about me after what he had done. I spent the evening with my family. We played a few party games like we used to when we were children. It was lovely and I enjoyed it a lot. It was late before we knew it. My parents and Adrian gave me group hug before I went to bed. I couldn't fall asleep that night, because I was nervous about leaving Barcelona tomorrow morning. I eventually dozed off sometime after midnight.
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[Next Morning-Aeropuerto de Barcelona El Prat]
My parents and Adrian dropped me at the airport. I kissed them goodbye and we gave each other one last group hug before I went to check-in. I sat in the plane and the stewardess announced that we had to turn off all electronic devices. I grabbed my phone and decided to text him. I felt like this was the humane thing to do. "I'm leaving Barcelona for an internship for half a year. Please don't try to contact me. Good luck in Chile" I hit the send button and switched my phone off. I closed my eyes as the plane took off.▶Listen to One Wish by Ray J◀
[Neymar's POV]
I thought I was going through hell when she had been with Marc, when she wasn't mine, but that had been NOTHING compared to what I was going through now. My immune system gave up on me because of the high alcohol consumption and I hadn’t eaten properly either. It took a toll on my health. I had a high fever, but I tried to contact her nonetheless. She dodged my calls and she wasn't at home whenever I visited. I talked to her parents though and told them the truth. What did I have to lose anyways? I already lost her. I broke down in tears in front of them even, because I couldn't take this heartache anymore. They felt bad for me, I could see it in their eyes. Her mother comforted me and told me that she would talk with Olive. That gave me a little hope, but it was ripped out of my heart without mercy when I received her text message today morning. She was leaving! How could she leave me like this? How could she be so heartless? I know I probably deserved this for hurting her and breaking her trust into a million pieces. But now my heart was shattered into a million pieces and each piece stabbed into my flesh like a needle. I broke down in tears once again. It seemed like the usual ritual these days, crying seemed like my new hobby. I felt so weak and the fever got worse, so worse that I passed out. Marcela found me unconscious and took care of me. I cried in her arms and told her everything. She was truly shocked that I had kept this secret from her, since I usually shared all my troubles with her. She knew about Olive and me, but I had never told her about the blackmailing. Marcela scolded me really badly and I didn't blame her. "What do I do now?" I cried in her arms once again. "Give her some time and space. The wounds are fresh so don't pour salt into them, let them heal first" she advised. "I can't! I need her" I yelled. "Neymar you are a mess and you are sick! You even missed the game against Chile. Go to Brazil for a week, be with your family and get better" she said.
ฉันไปด้านล่าง และพบแม่ในห้องครัว Hugged เธอแน่น และกล่าว ว่า "ขอแม่" เธอรั้งบนหัวของฉัน และส่งกลับฮัก "ฉันก็เหนื่อยคุณแม่" ผมถอนหายใจ เธอพยักหน้า แต่เธอไม่พูดอะไร มันรู้สึกดี และพบอยู่ในอ้อมแขนของเธอ "ฉันรักคุณ" ฉันกล่าวว่า "ฉันรักคุณเกิน เด็กและเราทั้งหมดจะคิดถึง" เธอกล่าว ด้วยความโศกเศร้าในดวงตาของเธอ "จะโทรบ่อย" ผมกล่าว และรั้งแก้ม ฉันช่วยเธอเพื่อให้อาหารเมื่อกริ่งบ้านที่รัง Peeked ออกจากหน้าต่าง และเห็นรถของเขา "ใครเป็น" แม่ถาม "เขาและฉันไม่ต้องการเห็นเขา" ฉันกล่าวว่า "ฉันจะบอกเขาว่า คุณไม่ได้บ้าน" แม่ของฉัน "ขอบคุณแม่" ผมพูด และไปชั้นบนค่ะ ฉัน peeked ผ่านหน้าต่างของฉัน และทำรถของเขาได้หายไปก่อนที่ฉันไปด้านล่างอีก "ไม่รู้หรือว่า คุณจะออกนอกประเทศ" เธอก็ถาม ผมจับหัวของฉัน "เป็นทางเลือกของคุณ แต่บอกน้อย" เธอกล่าว ไม่อยากจะบอก เพราะเขาไม่สมควรจะรู้อะไรเกี่ยวกับฉันหลังจากที่ท่านได้ทำอะไร ผมใช้เวลาช่วงเย็นกับครอบครัว เราเล่นไม่กี่เกมอื่น ๆ เช่นเราใช้เมื่อเราถูกเด็ก ดี และฉันชอบมันมาก ช้าก่อนที่เรารู้ได้ เอเดรียนที่และพ่อแม่ของฉันให้ฉันกลุ่มฮักก่อนนอน ฉันไม่สามารถนอนหลับคืน เนื่องจากผมประสาทเกี่ยวกับบาร์เซโลนาออกพรุ่งนี้เช้าไป ผมก็ dozed ปิดหลังเที่ยงคืนบางครั้ง.[หน้าบาร์เซโลนาเดลแอเช้าเอลซื่อบื้อ]พ่อแม่ของฉันและเอเดรียนที่ทิ้งฉันที่สนามบิน ไอคิสด์อะลาพวกเขา และเราให้กันกลุ่มหนึ่งสุดท้ายกอดก่อนผมไปเช็คอิน ฉันนั่งในเครื่องบิน และพนักงานต้อนรับที่ประกาศว่า เรามีการปิดอุปกรณ์อิเล็กทรอนิกส์ทั้งหมด ผมคว้าโทรศัพท์ของฉัน และตัดสินข้อความเขา ผมรู้สึกเช่นนี้เป็นสิ่งจรจัดจะทำ "ออกบาเซโลน่าสำหรับการฝึกงานสำหรับครึ่งปี กรุณาอย่าพยายามติดต่อ โชคดีในชิลี"ฉันกดปุ่มส่ง และปิดโทรศัพท์ของฉัน ฉันปิดตาเป็นเครื่องบินเอา off.▶Listen หนึ่งปรารถนาโดย Ray J◀[ของ Neymar POV]I thought I was going through hell when she had been with Marc, when she wasn't mine, but that had been NOTHING compared to what I was going through now. My immune system gave up on me because of the high alcohol consumption and I hadn’t eaten properly either. It took a toll on my health. I had a high fever, but I tried to contact her nonetheless. She dodged my calls and she wasn't at home whenever I visited. I talked to her parents though and told them the truth. What did I have to lose anyways? I already lost her. I broke down in tears in front of them even, because I couldn't take this heartache anymore. They felt bad for me, I could see it in their eyes. Her mother comforted me and told me that she would talk with Olive. That gave me a little hope, but it was ripped out of my heart without mercy when I received her text message today morning. She was leaving! How could she leave me like this? How could she be so heartless? I know I probably deserved this for hurting her and breaking her trust into a million pieces. But now my heart was shattered into a million pieces and each piece stabbed into my flesh like a needle. I broke down in tears once again. It seemed like the usual ritual these days, crying seemed like my new hobby. I felt so weak and the fever got worse, so worse that I passed out. Marcela found me unconscious and took care of me. I cried in her arms and told her everything. She was truly shocked that I had kept this secret from her, since I usually shared all my troubles with her. She knew about Olive and me, but I had never told her about the blackmailing. Marcela scolded me really badly and I didn't blame her. "What do I do now?" I cried in her arms once again. "Give her some time and space. The wounds are fresh so don't pour salt into them, let them heal first" she advised. "I can't! I need her" I yelled. "Neymar you are a mess and you are sick! You even missed the game against Chile. Go to Brazil for a week, be with your family and get better" she said.
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