Carnival Of Lust(Ronaldo sequel)

Chapter 5- How The Hell Did We End Up Like This?

Why hello there. Your face. Your face is what I want to see. That face..reading my story!! Creepiness gone right? No? *sigh* haha jk anyway, its a bittersweet thing right now. I loved writing my trilogy but it has to come to an end somewhere, right? Only a few more chapters left unfortunately. Well we all know this is my last story, but here's my question of the day.

When I finish this story, who would you all want me to write about? (No justin bieber, one direction, or any other people I don't like)

Enjoy Madridistas!

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*Paige*

Is it so bad to recover from something so bad? I know I should be mourning for weeks, maybe even mouths, but after about 3 days I sucked it up. Maybe, in some sad way, it was meant to be, maybe I wasn't ready to have a baby. Or maybe having a baby with Yandel wasn't meant to be...maybe me and Yandel weren't meant to be.

For some strange reason, my heart didn't drop once I spoke those words in my head. Me and Yandel not meant to be. It was almost like I was..relieved.

"Can I sit with you?" A voice pulled me out of the sea of my own thoughts and brought me back into the rough reality. My eyes landed on the melancholic pair of eyes that belonged to Cristiano Ronaldo. He held bags until his eyes and he wore a pair of sweatpants and a Real Madrid sweatshirt. His overall appearance was terrible and he looked like he hasn't slept in weeks. Suddenly all the anger I held for him melted and pity was replaced.

"Uh, sure.."

He sat across from me and kept his head down and pretended to be really interested in the napkins that surrounded the fork and knife. "Well, I think its time for me to-"

"No, Paige!" His head shot up and his eyes were begging me to sit back down. "Please."

"Is there something on your mind, Cristiano?" I spoke with irritation in my tone. I really wasn't in the mood to sit here and watch Cristiano play with a napkin and ignore her.

"Look, I'm really sorry. For everything." His eyes finally met mine. "All I wanted was this feud between us to be over with. Your happy, I know. I don't want you as a lover..I just want you as a friend."

The look on his face told no lie. All over his pale face was concern and proved to me that this wasn't another plan to get in my head.

"Lets just forget about this. Okay?" I mumbled and got up from my chair. "I'll see you tomorrow at the wedding."

"You're not coming to the party tonight?"

"I tend to have bad luck with parties. " I said with a straight face but managed to give him a slight smile. A smile curled on his lips and caused his dark eyes to sparkle slightly.

*Cristiano*

"Kiss me, Marina." I continuously made kissy faces at Marcelo as we tried on our tux for the wedding tomorrow. A pink tint spread across his best friends face but he tried to hide it by turning around to check the back of his tux.

"So she's here already?"

He nodded and tried his hardest not to smile. "She's with Paige." Marcelo has been dating Paige's best friend for a few weeks now and I haven't seen him this happy in a while. Seriously,he was glowing. Like a pregnant woman.

"When you spoke to Paige, did she talk about the incident?" Marcelo rubbed his stomach signifying that he was talking about Paige's miscarriage. I shook my head slightly and shuttered, not wanting to think about it, nor talk about it.

"I think we are good now though."

"Do you still like her?" Marcelo bit the corner of his lip as he concentrated on tieing his bow tie. He huffed and turned to face me so that I could tie his tie for him. "Course I do. But hey, I think I caused enough drama for her already." Marcelo shrugged and pursed his lips. It was obvious that he doesn't want me to have these feelings for Paige because of the rough part we've had. There really isn't anything I can do anymore, if she loves Yandel then I need to let her go.