I have been with Neymar for 4 years and engaged for 6 months. I was over the moon ecstatic when Neymar proposed, I was so ready to be his wife. But lately, he's been weird. He's been hiding his phone from me, coming home late, or just not coming home at all and I've been worrying. Tonight we were supposed to have a nice date night. I was all dressed up and did my hair and makeup.
I sat in my house, waiting for hours. I eventually gave up, I took my makeup off, put my hair up in a messy bun, and put my sweats on. I sat on the couch with a giant bowl of popcorn waiting for Neymar to walk through the door. I ended up dozing off waiting for him but was suddenly awoken by the door opening. I jolt up looking at the door, "Hey, what're you doing awake?" he asks, "I should ask you the same thing." I say. "What's that supposed to mean?" "Neymar, where have you been?" I ask tiredly, "I was...um out." he hesitates. "Neymar. What were you doing? Be honest with me, I can take it." I stand up, he puts his head down a bit. "I'm so sorry," he begins. I shake my head scoffing, "Of fucking course!" I yell, "How long?" "2 months." I visibly gag, "Are you fucking kidding me?" I say while he shakes his head no.
I stare at him in disbelief, I rip the diamond ring off my finger and throw it at him. "Fuck you and your broken promises," I say while I walk up the stairs. I start packing my bags frantically while dialing Georgina. Luckily, she was in Paris and I knew she'd let me stay with her. I zip my suitcase up while staring around the room. I walk out and down the stairs where I see Neymar sitting on our chair, playing with the ring on his fingers. His head shoots up as he hears my footsteps, "Baby, where are you going? Please don't leave!" he cries out. "I can't stay, who would I be to lower my standards to stay with someone who deceived me behind my back?" I harshly say as I storm out to my car.
I start up the engine of my (car of choice) and zoom out of our driveway. Never looking back. I arrive at Georgina's rental home, she opened me with big arms. I stayed with Georgina until I found myself a little house to live in. I couldn't leave Paris, all my work was here. I eventually got all of my things out of Neymar's place and once everything was out, I had no reason to keep him in my life. I had removed him and blocked him on everything.
I was walking down the streets of Paris, I was going to meet Raphinha for lunch. I hadn't seen him since the World Cup and Barcelona happened to be in Paris for some event so we decided to meet up. Raph and I were extremely close, he was actually how I met Neymar. Paparazzi lined the street, they must've seen Raphinha, so they stuck around. They took multiple photos of me entering the restaurant, I walked to the back where Raph sat. He looked up from his phone, getting up and hugging me. "Hi amor, how are you?" he says, "I'm okay, I've had a rough couple of months." "What's going on?" he asks, so I explain to him everything. How Neymar cheated on me, everything. He went from looking sad to pissed off. "Are you fucking kidding?" I shook my head no, "Well, lucky for you. Someone has been begging Taia and me to set you up with him." Raph laughs, "Are you kidding me?" "No, I'm not." "Who?" "Richarlison." I start cackling, and people started to look. "Oh my god, Pombo? Are you serious?" I calm myself down, "Yes Y/N, I am dead serious." "Well, give him my number I guess."
After my lunch with Raph, Richarlison started texting me. We became decent friends, I told him if he was ever in Paris he owed me a date. Well, that day has now come. Richi was in Paris, and he was taking me out for the first time. I know it sounds bad, Neymar and him being teammates and everything. He was taking me out to one of his favorite restaurants here. I decided to wear a white dress and some white Lou Boutins
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Richarlison texted me that he was outside, I adjusted my dress in the mirror and grabbed my clutch, and walked out.
Richarlison was standing by my side of the car, leaning against it. "Wow, you look beautiful." he says, "Well thank you," I smile. He extends his hand out which I take, he opens my door for me and I get in.
Once we arrive at the restaurant we begin getting to know each other properly. "So, you're 25 right?" He asks me, "Yep, and you are as well?" "Mhm, so do you live in Paris full-time?" "Sort of, I travel a lot for modeling anyway, but I'm honestly looking to relocate." he nods his head, "What was your favorite campaign you've done?" "Definitely Victoria's Secret, but I am modeling Calvin Klein next." "Wait really? Me too!" "Wait are you actually?" "Yeah, they chose a couple of soccer players to campaign." I smile, "Well, I can't wait to pose with you." Causing him to smirk.
Our dinner continues and we get along great. We decided to walk the streets of Paris, it was a bit chilly and he noticed, "Here Bonita, take my jacket." He says while taking off his jacket from his suit. "Thank you love." I smile which makes him smile. We walk hand in hand when all of the sudden I hear a loud shriek. "OH MY GOD RICHARLISON!" I see a young girl run at us, I turn and look up at him confused, and he returns the same look. "Im a huge fan, may I take a picture with you?" She asks, "of course!" She hands me her phone and I take the photo. "Oh my god, you're Y/N! You're Neymar's ex!!" She squeals, "yeah.." I trail off, "may I get a picture with you as well?" "Of course!" I smile. Richi takes the photo and we continue off.
Once we got back to the car, he drove me home. We pulled into my driveway and he gets out of the car opening up my door. He walks me up to my door, "thank you for an amazing night pombo." "Of course amor, I'd love to see you again soon." He leans down to kiss me, which I accept. When we finally pull away we say our goodbyes and I go inside.
Later in the night, I get a phone call from a random number. I stare at it and then answer. "hello?" "Y/N?" I immediately notice the voice, "Ney?" "Hey, can you talk?" "What's wrong?" "Well, I called Raph today, I was going to check up on you and he told me you went out on a date..." he trails off, the unresolved blood boiling in me. "So what?" I say, "I just, I don't know. Im not mad that you went out with Richarlison, im just sad because you moved on." My jaw drops, "oh you're fucking joking right?" "Y/N what do you mean?" "Neymar you fucking cheated on me and you expect me to feel sorry for you?" "No that's not what I expect y/n, I just don't know! I don't know how to explain it because I've spent months missing you, Davi misses you. It's hard." "Don't bring Davi into this expecting me to feel bad, you caused this and now your actions have consequences." "I know..." "no you really don't, if you understood then you'd know why I left. We were together for 4 years Neymar. 4 fucking years and you threw it away for a quick fuck? Shame on you, I was ready to start a life with you, a FAMILY with you, and you go behind my back and deceive me. The fact that you don't understand that is beyond me." "Y/N I do understand, I swear. It was the biggest regret of my life. And I swear if you come home, I'll spend the rest of our lives making up for it." I hear him cry, tears forming in my eyes. "Neymar, i don't know. I loved you so much, and if you loved me half as much as you claimed, you would've never hurt me." I cry, "it was a moment of weakness, im so sorry y/n I really am. And whenever you're ready, I'm here for you, I will never stop loving you." He cries even more, "I know Ney, I know." I cry as well. "I've got to go, can I call you soon?" I continue to cry, "yes of course. I love you y/n." "I know, we will talk soon. Goodnight Neymar." I say hanging up the phone. What the fuck am I going to do now... ______________________________
