NEYMAR'S POV
Bruna tapped away at her phone while Rafaella and Cara were chatting away about old times. They were acting like they hadn't seen each other in a century or something- but honestly, it actually did feel like a century since Cara left Brazil for Spain.
"So... How's Spain anyway?" Rafa asked. Cara and I hadn't even talked much about her Spanish life since she came.
"Amazing. It's been really nice to live along crazy but amazing people." She laughed, but something seemed off about it.
"Met any cute guys?" Rafa why would you ask that question? No one cared... Well, I didn't really want to know if she's met any.
"Well, I don't know. There's cute guys and all but I've never really thought wanting anyone as a boyfriend."
Anyone? Wow. All the boys back there must've been heartbroken.
Then stupid girlfriend had to join the conversation, "No. What Cara meant was that no one liked her back."
"Shut up Bruna." Rafa snapped and rolled her eyes.
Hasn't Rafaella learned to just let whatever Bruna says go? This was going to end well...
"It's completely true. Why would any guy want her? She's looks like a dull donkey next to that friend of hers. What's her name again? Bella." Bruna...
"It's not like your perfect you spoiled brat." Rafa shot back. Cara seemed hurt but didn't say anything. Me? I just shut the hell up because then I didn't know what to say?
"I can't believe you would take her side Rafaella. I mean I'm just being honest. Plus aren't you my friend?"
"You only try to act nice with me 'cause you like Neymar. Actually no you don't like Neymar. You're just using him to get more famous. You can't even act Bruna. And I would take Cara's side any day rather your spoiled ass."
"Guys. Stop, Please. Rafa, Bruna's right. I do look like a donkey next to Bella. She's beyond beautiful. I don't really care though. I have a great life and all so my looks don't matter." Cara said. She was so calm for someone who was being offended and taken apart piece by piece...
"You sound like an old man what the heck." Bruna raised her eyebrow. "But I preach your low self-esteem and how you admitted you look like crap."
That was too far.
"Bruna." I said. I hit the brakes and the car halted. "Get out."
We were on the side of the road near some restaurants. It wouldn't be too far for her to walk at least or get a cab.
"You're kidding right?" She said.
I heard Cara gulp and saw Rafa in the rear view mirror bite her lip.
Was I being serious? I honestly didn't know the answer myself.
My next two words sent that brat pacing quickly in her heels down the sidewalk.
"We're over."
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