𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 | neymar jr

2.

𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗱𝗮𝘆
𝗇𝖾𝗒𝗆𝖺𝗋

rafa busted through my door singing her dumbass music, i swear i'm going to kick her out. "where is my sweet lil baby davi!" she said in a sing song voice. i face palmed myself as i pointed right beside me. davi was getting to the age where no matter how hard i tried he wouldn't go to sleep in his own bed. i have tried everything, i even gave the kid money but he still failed! rafa picked him up and started to sing him a song and rock him back and fourth in his arms.

"so you going to my game today rafa?" i said looking at her. "no ney i'm watching davi, mom can't today." i nodded my head and scrolled on instagram, reposting leo's story of him. "neymar i think it's time for a baby mama for davi!" rafa said jumping on the bed doing a motion to mimic a baby bump. you're kidding me right. i kicked her down laughing in the process.

"look at the picture ney, you and davi with a woman in your life! you know one day he'll thank you for it, you need to let go of his lame ass momma." i hated conversations like this. i tried not to make it obvious but of course people still noticed i wasn't over davi's mom, i should be. she left davi. even when she told me she was having him i never thought about leaving, i took it like a man and stepped up to the table.

"it's god's decision and when he's ready he'll send me and davi someone." rafa just hummed back, much to occupied with trying to wake up davi. i got up out of the bed and started getting my bag ready, i had a long day today. i had at least two interviews before the game and one after the game. and then i had the thing that was the most tiring, the game. i was in the bathroom brushing my teeth when i heard davi run to the door and start knocking at it.

"papi papi papi, open!" i opened the door to davi laughing and having some type of lotion on his hands. i heard the big fat steps of my sister walking down to the bathroom. i pulled davi in and shut the door. "what did you do to her davi?" i said getting down to his level that way i could look into his eyes. i hated being the strict type of parent or getting onto him. i never really did it unless it was needed, but when it comes to my sister, well he can do anything to her and i won't be mad at all.

"papi i did this." he put the lotion on my face and stuck it right in my face. i looked at him in shock. traitor. i laughed and whipped my face and davi's hands off with a towel. rafa was screaming for me and davi when it was safe me and davi ran off to my room and locked the door. thank god for locks. i started getting dressed and then decided to open the door and get davi dressed. "papi i wanna go with you!" davi said with tears in his eyes. oh i hated leaving him.

"do you really wanna go davi." i said and davi nodded his head. davi stayed in his room as i tried to find rafa to tell her that davi would just go with me. i really didn't care if my coach was mad or not, davi was my kid and if he wanted to go he would. plus i always played better when he was watching. rafa was sat on the couch watching tv. "hey davi's going with me today." she looked back and gave me a quick thumbs up going back to her show.

me and davi walked out the door and got in the car. i pulled into starbucks because this kid is obsessed with there cake pops. they're not even that good but i guess it's the sugar. the whole car ride davi was absolutely ecstatic. by the end of the day i knew he would be cranky, he always was cranky after coming with me. i pulled up to camp nou for my first interview.

i asked if davi could be with me in the interview and thankfully the interviewer said yes. the questions went by slow and by the end of it i was irritated, why did they have to ask so many questions! they were all the same. "neymar any new love interests?" "what do you think about playing with messi?" "do you think this game will be a win?" "how's your son?" like god damn, i think you can find that on google!

if anything i wish interviewers would ask more interesting questions, these same questions get boring. and i promise you the answers are never gonna change. so i sit there and let them talk all they want. i don't give them truthful answers sometimes, they would probably think i'm a cocky bastard. of course in some situations i am a cocky bastard, but who isn't at this point! it was now the second interview and my poor son was dragged into it. somehow davi was actually enjoying it.

the interview was over quicker than i thought and it was time for the match. we were going up against manchester united. tee did the usual team huddle and we were all on our way. to say these united players were flashy is one thing, they were doing a trick left and right. i scored a goal because number 23 passed it to me. dumbass. soon the game was over and we won 3-1.

i walked into the locker room with leo talking my ear off about this new restaurant he wants to take me to eat at. i love leo with all my heart but man is that dude a fat ass! the time passed fast and it was time for my last interview of the day. i guess this one was different since they weren't recording me. i was sat in a little supply closet with davi on my hip. the entire game he sat in the dugout eating.

that's my kid for you! the interviewer walked in late. i would to because this supply closet was hard to find and i play for the team. the interviewer opens the door and excuses herself for her absence. something about her was so familiar but i couldn't put my finger on it. she noticed that i had been staring and quickly sat down in front of me. "hi abai!" davi said waving at her.

no way in hell that is abai, oh shit i think it is. davi ran to her and she picked him up giving him a kiss on the cheek. when the hell was she in barcelona, the last thing i heard was that she was back in brazil. at least davi was having fun. for all i know i want to die right now. i sat there looking at her she looked very different, i haven't seen her since she went off for college.

that must be like four or five years. her hair had grown longer and she looked more like a teenager than an adult. in someways she looked prettier than the last time i saw her. i was snapped out of my thought when she gave me a bitch stare and started asking me questions, this was going to be a long ass interview.

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sorry i didn't update i was at a friends house so i didn't write much but here y'all go 😭. i hope you guys enjoyed, the chapters will be way longer because i want this to have lots of detail. i didn't edit this yet so don't hate on it 😭.