Carnival Of Lust(Ronaldo sequel)

Chapter 6-When all is demented

I don't promise this to be a long chapter, I'm sorry. I wanted to get this one out soon though(:

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*3rd Person*

Yandel strayed sprawled across the sofa watching sports center. Real Madrid appeared on tv as one of the hightlights, making him scoff. He honestly did not know why they made such a big fuss over that team. Over soccer in general. Hello, Lacrosse!

Soon his face was on the tv again. This, Cristiano Ronaldo. He scoffed again. The image on the tv made him laugh. It was of him on the grass holding his calfs and everyone seemed to be looking at him with a confused expression to how he had gotten hurt(A/N..only reason I don't like watching him play guys!)

Without Paige in the house, Yandel was left to do nothing all day and do what boys had done. Nothing. They do nothing. So what is he planning on doing for the next 4 weeks while Paige is gone? Nothing.

*ding*

The noise from his phone signaling that he had a text message nearly made him shit his pants. Yeah, it was that loud.

"I'm coming over!" He read the text. Nacho was obviously bored as well with the lack of Paige since she was always the party of everything and anything. Boy, did he miss her, like crazy. But he couldn't fight the pain in his stomach. Her with Cristiano for a month. A month. 4 weeks. 31 days. Too much, too much!

All he could reply was a simple 'k'. Atleast he was going to have a tiny bit of fun. Although, Ignacio's version of fun was way different than Yandel's version. All Ignacio wanted to do was goof off and do stupid things, unlike Yandel who wanted to play lacrosse. He always dreamed of graduating college and getting noticed by a scout so that he could become pro. Ignacio just wanted to be like his brother, minus the pro part.

Within about a 10 minute time frame, the door knob began to turn. He raised his brows, it took Nacho more than 30 minutes to get from his dorm to Yandel's apartment. "You're quick." He said before standing up to open the door for his brother.

Before he could lay hands on the knob, it swung open.

"Yandel Martin?" A man walked in slowly with shaky hands and a grim smile. His hair was long and looked as if he hasn't put any shampoo or conditioner anywhere near his head. Crooked teeth framed his mouth, and a sick, sinister looked filled his eyes. He would be decent looking if he washed his hair and cleaned his teeth, but Yandel was obviously unthreatened.

"Yeah?"

"Paige Lazaro's beau?"

He couldn't help but notice the think Spanish accent this man held and he figured that he was a friend of Paige. "Yes I am." He mustered a smile.

"Whip that damn smile off your face." The man growled and pulled out a knife from his back pocket. As a reflex, Yandel lifted his arms up and backed up. "Woah, bro.."

"I'm not your bro." The man walked up slowly to Yandel, causing him to back up more. The phone was too far away to be able to call the police and he was afraid that it would only make the man more angry. "Give me my love back!" The man finally charged towards him and sliced the area that Yandel was once was standing in. He punched the man in the face and he kept lunging at him.

Grabbing the closest thing, he hit the man on the head with a flower pot that Paige bought before she left. It made no effect and the man only charged at him faster and more furiously. Before Yandel could pick up anything else, he felt a sharp pain on his side. "Fuck." He growled while grabbing the gash with his hand. "What is your deal man!"

"I'm tired of my love running away. To men like Ronaldo. Men like you."

Yandel grabbed the sharp objects on the table behind him and threw them. All being dodged, the plan was to distract him so he could knock him down. He picked up the stool by the edge of the chair and threw it at him. With a thud, he fell to the ground but got up almost instantaneously.

"You asshole! You'll pay for this!"

The man made his way over and sliced another gash across the first one and created a cross. He fell to the ground and received many beating from the man all over his body. Laughter filled through the house as Yandel stayed and allowed the beatings. He had to think of something fast.

As an attempt to knock him over, he kicked the man in the face and set him back. It gave Yandel enough time to make it to the kitchen and grab the phone. Before he could dial, two arms wrapped around his waist and dragged him down.

The cold metal of the knife was then inflicted on his skin. He managed to push him off and grab the butcher knife. "Leave my house. Or I will kill you." He growled, but that only seemed to amuse him. The man laughed evilly and crossed his arms. "You didn't put a mark on me. You think you have a chance?"

"Fuck you." Yandel growled and walked up to him, and aimed for his neck.

Once he lifted his arm, the man dug the knife well into Yandel's side. Blood began to spew out of his body and he started to become dizzy and fell to the ground.

The man leaned close to him and whispered,"Tell Paige that her prince is coming to save her." With a chuckle, he left the room, knocking many more items down in return. Yandel didn't sigh in pain until he heard the start of a car screeching away.

He layed there for what seemed like hours, until he heard his brothers voice.

"Yandel!!"

As an attempt to make himself noticed, he did numerous moaning noises. Soon Ignacio ran inside and paled at the sight of his brother sprawled on the kitchen floor. "Who did this to you?!" Was all he heard him say. All Yandel wanted was his family, friends, and Paige to be safe and happy.

He made Ignacio promise to send his messages and to be good. One last touch, he placed his hand on his cheek and soon closed his eyes.