Neymar Jr. Imagines

5: My Best Friends Brother (Part 2)

Warning: This chapter contains strong language.
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I gulped with worry and apprehension, looking at the feminine figure that stood in front of the tent. I wished in that moment, I would disappear, but I couldn't. There was absolutely no way in earth I could get myself out of this mess. I was breaking little by little, Neymar on the other hand didn't comprehend what was going on. I pointed to the zipper door and he saw Rafaella walk away. I heard him cuss and he palms his face.

I quickly get up and ran after Rafaella. "Rafa, wait." She kept walking and headed to the lake which was very close to our tents.

"Let me explain." She had come to a stop and I walked to her, I stood in front of her. She had this face of rage and anger as though she could choke me any second. I examined her face and got scared by the minute, I have never seen my best friend look at me with much fierceness and resentment.

"I wanted to tell you, I swear but I didn't know how. You're my best friend and he's your brother, you wouldn't have accepted us together." My throat was stuffed with nervousness, I could barely talk.

"Then why did you do it in the first place? Why the heck would you date my brother behind my freaking back?" She yelled at me, her eyes and words threw fire at me.

"Rafa, don't yell at her." I saw Neymar come out of the tent, he looked calm.

"Don't tell me what to do, you idiot!" Retorting back, Rafaella hasn't moved her eyes off of me.

"Please Rafa, don't be mad at me or Neymar, I-"

"Don't call me that. Ten years, we've been friends for ten years and you betray me for my own brother! Don't be surprised that I won't accept this! You guys have been going behind my back on dates and kissing. My best friend and my brother!" She threw her hands up in the air. My stomach turned into knots and swirled with guilt and regret. Even though I love Neymar, at that moment I regretted going out with him. Tears were bullying my eyes, threatening to leak.

"Rafaella what did you expect me to do? Run to you and tell you how much I like your brother? You would've hated me, and I didn't want to risk my friendship with you. You mean the world to me and I don't want to lose you." This time I couldn't contain my tears, they started seeping from my glands and my breathing got heavy.

"No (y/n), I hate you." I gulped down, hoping she would take that back. "I freaking hate you for doing that and congratulations, you lost me! I don't want to see you again, hear from you again or freaking have anything to do with you." She yelled at the top of her lungs. Every time I opened my mouth she got angrier and every time she yelled back I got hurt. It's like she didn't care about anything we've gone through together and all the moments, it's like she didn't care about me. She truly hated me.

My mouth got drier and the loudest thoughts overcame me. "Rafa please," I whispered ever so quietly. I was officially breaking, every bit of me was pained. While Neymar stood there watching me beg and plead for forgiveness, he just watched like it was a movie, so calm and so quite.

My heart beat kept increasing to a point where it's almost noticeable through my shirt. Vulnerability took over me, I was shaking and hurting.

"You're a b*tch, you know that (y/n)? You might as well tell me now if you're f*cking my brother!" I was pushed off the edge there, her accusations and her fumes, it got too much. A sob with a mix of a gasp escaped my lips. It only got more humiliating and disgracing, when I saw our friends come out of their tents. Shock was expressed in their faces and some held their mouths. Rafaella stood there watching me suffer from her words, with clenched jaw, teeth and fists, her body tensed when she realised her accusations. She knew I had never slept with anyone before, only she knew about that and she dared to alleged me with false information.

I couldn't take it any longer, I bore with her yelling but her last accusation stabbed me through the heart and sent me down the edge. A stream of tears rolled down and I secretly hoped she'd apologise and take it back however she just stared at me blankly with no emotions. My breath got shaky and my chest rose higher and higher as people's gaze was all on me. In a split second, I held my last sob and weep with my hands and ran away.

I had nowhere to go to, but I continued to sprint until my breath took the last strength of me. I stopped in the middle of a dark alley, as the wind blew the trees. Away from everything and everyone, I stood lonely and still like the trees, I heard howling from the other side, which frightened me. I was nowhere, alone and powerless. I hugged myself for warmth from the cold while my body shivered unendingly. I wrapped myself, so consumed by all the hurt and pain.

Through everything Rafaella and I went, it was that easy to let go of me, to hate me, to hurt me. But what hurts the most is how Neymar observed that silently. He said he cared about me so how was it okay to him that his sister humiliated me? He said he loved me so how could he stare at me when I'm breaking and not defend me? He said he would be there but he let her go deep and watched me sink. I got the blame and the pain for both of our actions while he got nothing.

I lost a dear friend, a family, I lost people I loved. But mostly, I lost myself in this black abandoned alley.

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