3 weeks later.
Shakira pov
My baby boy is almost a month old. We named him Milan. Its time to put my plan into action. Neymar is in Paris. He's not coming back for 3 more days. Milan's asleep I packed all his things and mine. I moved all out suitcases and boxes downstairs. This is it I opened the front door and went upstairs to get Milan before I put everything in the car. I picked him up and suddenly felt something against my back. I turned around and it was Neymar pointing a gun at me.
N:Where do you think your going?
S:I....I.
N:Put the baby back in his crib
I did as I was told.
S:Neymar I...
N:I didnt say you could talk. Shut up!! Sit
I sat on the couch that's in Milan's room.
N:Why are you trying to running away?
S:Because you wouldnt have let me go. I know you were lying
N:Your damn right I was lying. Now I'm angry you lied to me you misused my trust and now you try to take my son away from me. I should kill you right now.
I got up and went to Milan's crib.
N:But I wont you are the mother of my child.
I remembered the front door. I opened it.
S:Thank you
I picked milan up and walked closer to the door. Neymar just came closer to me and then I kicked him where it hurts the most and ran. I made it to the car and when I tried to open the door I remembered I didnt unlock the car and I left the keys on the living room table. I held Milan tight and ran inside again. I looked for the keys it wasnt where I left it. I wanted to go to the kitchen but I stopped dead in my tracks when I heared the sound of keys dangling
N:You looking for these
S:Neymar. How did yo
N:I ask the questions here. You shut up.
You clearly cant control yourself but I can. So your gonna go upstairs and put Milan back in his crib then your gonna come back here. And I swear to god if you try anything. I will kill the both of you. Starting with him.
I did as I was told and took Milan upstairs. The fact that he would threaten Milan's life scared the hell out of me.
