Holding On and Letting Go

Broken Strings

Asdfgghsfdsasadfg I'm actually very upset right now beacause I had writer's block for the last 10 but now I suddenly got my inspiration back and started writing a new chapter, and I didnt even stopped until I finished it so I wrote all of this during a few hours and it was a little too much emotion for me at once but anyways, enjoy and uh, comments are still appreciated.

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„Answer the phone!" - Leo shouts as he gets up and walks around in circles for a while before he realized that Neymar is not answering. He is staring at the plain white wall, body frozen, eyes not even blinking, only his fingers are tapping on his knees nervously indicating that he is still there in spirit.

„Neymar, answer the damn phone!" - Leo kneels in front of Neymar and hands him the buzzing phone, clutching his fingers around it.

„But what am I supposed to tell him? We haven't talked in like... months and I don't even remember the speech I was preparing with... what if he's already coming back? Or if he's..."

„Ney." - Leo cuts him off, and Neymar feels it, or more precisely, doesn't feel it anymore. The phone has stopped buzzing, the light went out, Mateo is not staring at him from the phone any longer. Leo lets out a frustrated sigh and puts his head down on Neymar's knee, who is not reacting to the touch of the hard forehead landing on his knee. He weakly tries to touch Leo's hair after a while, but Leo suddenly jumps up and continues roaming his circles around the room.

„Call him back. Please." - he orders when he stops, running his hand through his hair.

Neymar's whole body is trembling. He tries to type tap on Mateo's name to call him but his fingers aren't cooperating.

„Help me." - he whines vaguely. He hears strides coming closer, then feels the mattress sagging next to him as Leo throws himself on the bed. He gently takes the phone out of Neymar's clutching hands and searches for Mateo's name. He frowns when he sees the picture of him. He just wants him gone from their life. He doesn't even want to remember that he ever existed.

„Just tap on the call button when you're ready." - he speaks slowly and affectionately to calm Neymar down and because he's not nervous anymore, just very impatient.

Neymar accepts the phone but instead of calling, he abruptly leans down for a reassuring kiss. Just closed lips pressing against each other and Leo's soft fingers caressing the side of Neymar's head for a short moment, but it's enough to stop his trembling and snap him out of his daze so he can be at his senses when he finally breaks up with Mateo.

And he finally does it. He calls him.

Mateo sounds excited in the phone, not knowing what's awaiting him.

„Hey, babe, what's up?" - he asks.

Babe. Neymar shudders at the word. He'd always hated being called babe, because he thought about the little pig from that movie he didn't even remember the story of, he just knew that piggy's name was Babe and he certainly didn't want to remind anyone of a pig.

„I'm, uh, fine. And you?" - he mutters and hopes Mateo understands every word. Leo puts a hand on his knee and starts soothingly massaging it.

„I'm feeling better than ever! Guess what! I have a surprise for you."

Neymar stops Leo's hand movements and lets him just rest his hand there, with his own hand on top of it.

„I've been calling you a lot but you never answered." - Neymar clears his throat to sound more secure, but his voice still comes out scratchy and weak.