Carnival Of Lust(Ronaldo sequel)

Chapter 8- Here's to us

This chapter was mainly a filler. I'm sorry guys. I am swamped with school work at the moment. I really would have made it better but right now, this is all I can manage to put out :/

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*Cristiano.*

I couldn't believe my eyes. The cream walls, the warm aura, the same set up since I was a kid. All of this was too unbelievable. Being here was almost breathtaking, a breath of fresh air.

I was home. 

Everything looked exactly the same. Every nook and cranny was in place and it smelled just like ma's cookies.

" Ma!" I called out happily, having my mother in my arms again would be great. We had a lot of catching up to do. Paige, Marcelo, football. Ah, just thinking about it excited me. "Ma!" I began to speed to the kitchen, but once I stepped foot on the tile floor, I stood frozen.

That was not my ma standing before me. No. Instead, it was Paige looking as beautiful as ever. "Hi,baby." Her voice was as of silk and warm. "I made you cookies." In her hands were black, charcoaled cookies were on a tray. "Paige?"

Her skin was white as snow and her plump lips were skinny and pale. "Yes, darling." The once silk voice almost change monotone. "Paige!" I screamed. The crystal eyes she had rolled back and soon she collapsed.

"Oh my fu-"

A small dagger was shoved far into her back. Crimson droplets fell on the cool tile that she has collapsed on top of.

Suddenly, shivers shook my body and I couldn't move. "Ma!!" I spun around and screamed, I didn't want to leave Paige all by herself so I remained glued in that spot. "Cris." Paige's voice sang once again. Turning around, my eyes connected with hers again. The blood was dried up and there wasn't a dagger. "I miss you." The more she spoke, the more deeper it became. Almost demonic.

"So, so much." Laughter bubbled in her chest. Her dainty hands connected to her face and scraped her flesh off. "Oh my God."

Instead of her skull being visible, another face was replaced.

Jonas.

"Hi, Crissy."

"Leave Paige alone you psycho!!"

He smirked and let Paige's body drop.

"I won't stop until no one is in my path anymore." I felt his breath on the back of my neck. The cool sensation on a gun trailed my neck, leaving me breathless.

Click.

"Cristiano!!"

My heavy eyes snapped open to reveal Paige standing over me. The cool sensation of her hands was wrapped around my head. "Just a dream." I mumbled. As I sat up, she continued to watch me in worry. My shirt stuck to my back like glue and I'm sure I left sweat stains on the couch.

"That's the third nightmare." She whispered. Her sudden touch on my shoulders made me flings. "Relax, Cris. Please." The softness in her voice was soothing and the more she spoke, the more relaxed I became.

The magic she was making with her hands on my back was heavenly, slowly calming my quivering. I've had worse nightmares, but somehow this had effected me the most. Probably due to the constant fear I have been having over Paige's safety.

It was strange, I'he only had nightmares when me and Paige made love. She's very good at it, don't get me wrong. It could be because after we make love, the more stronger the bond. The stronger the bond, the more my heart cares. I can't lose her.

"Are you hungry, Amorito?" She whispered. I simply shook my head, food was the last thing on my mind. "Mourhino called again. Baby you need to go to practice. The Clasico is next week."

Inwardly, I groaned, if I miss the Clasico, I'd be in serious trouble.

"Fine. I'll go. " I pointed my finger at her and spoke sternly. "I don't want you leaving here while I'm gone."

Her eyebrows shot up.

"Please. "

"Ok, baby. Relax"

"I won't relax until that psycho is back in jail."

If I die protecting Paige, I'll be happy.

Atleast I tried.

*Marcelo*

Cristiano arrived late to training and wasn't greeted nicely by Mourhino. I understand though. The Clasico was in a week and we need all the best players we have do we could defeat Barcelona. I had to admit, Cristiano looked like a mess.

"You don't look good, man." My arms wrapped around his shoulders in attempt to set his posture straight. "You should have stayed."

"Does it look like I have a choice?!" He snapped,making other players look our way. "Look, we don't have training tomorrow, so I'll rest tomorrow. "

There was really nothing I could say to him at this point. No convincing, nothing. He was crazy with Paige, apparently crazy enough to die for her.

I found it scary but cute at the same time. Scute. But the paranoia that Jonas was causing us to have was becoming annoying. Honestly, I don't care much to be outside, if Jonas comes, I'll fight him. So will Cristiano. But Paige being alone? No bro, not gonna flow.

Now that Marina flew back to Florida, I have been on edge lately. She will be alone in that dorm and if Jonas found Yandel, he could find her.

Why?

Well, the closer the relationship, the closer to Paige. I'm surprised that he hasn't tracked me down yet. I already assume that I am next, but until that moment comes..

"After training, we'll go back. Relocate Paige?"

A dissatisfied look flashed across Cristiano's face. "The more we more her around, the more suspicious he will get. As long as she is with us, we will be fine."

"Cris, what about the Clasico?"

Shrugging simply, he replied "We'll just take her with us."

Before I could protest, an idea ran through my mind. "Right.. too many witnesses." I breathed out. He smiled and nodded his head in agreement. "RIght."

"Now we have to watch carefully." His face grew hard, "I feel like something will go down soon.."