Soccer Or Pain { Cristiano Ronaldo}

Chapter 19 - Stressing

*Lizete's POV*

I sat at the table drinking water, my head had a minor headache. I heard slight footsteps coming down the stairs. "Good Morning." Cristiano smiled as he stretched and opened the fridge to have something to eat. "Mornin'" i replied as placed my cup down on the table and scrolled through instagram.

"So, how was the appointment." Cristiano asked as he sat across from me at the table. "Well, My mother has Pancreatic cancer." I bit my lip, i couldn't handle the stress. "It's the most deadliest cancer out there." i added

"What is Pancreatic cancer even?" Cristiano asked as he took a bite out of his apple. " It forms when cells in the pancreas, or known as the glandular organ behind the stomach begins to multiply out of control and forms a mass. The cells can invade every other part of my Mother's body." i choked on my words tears startiing to form into my eye's. Cristiano looked helpless as i looked at him through my tears. "I just feel like its my fault." i sighed as i whipped my tears away.

"no, Lizete this isn't your fault.. dont blame something on you. She could of had bad health issues, or she drank to much alcohol. Or even your Immune system wasn't as strong enough anymore. DON'T blame this on yourself." Cristiano said

I sniffled and wiped my tears away.

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Cristiano and i sat watching Tv there was really nothing for us to do today. i snuggled into Cristiano's warm chest; smelling his cologne reflecting off his chest. "You smell good." i smiled as he chuckled Cristiano started slowly tickling my arm. "so." i asked as cristiano stopped tickling my arm. "Hm?" he asked confused

"Well, there's nothing to do, I'm bored" i sighed as i pushed my hair to the left side. Cristiano smiled at me today is gonna be a very boring day.

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Cristiano's POV*

Lizete and i hanged out the whole day, without training it's boring. Lizete and i headed to bed as our training was very early in the morning. I took off my sweats and muscle shirt and was left in my boxers. "i don't get it, i do the same work out as you and yet don't get muscular legs." lizete sighed as she check out my legs. "I don't know why your complaining so much, your body is perfect as it is. i like it alot." i responded as she showed her perfect white teeth.

"I want to do it again.." Lizete admitted as she sat up on the bed.

"do what?" i asked in confusion as lizete smiled.

"sex." she stuttered i raised my eyebrow as she bit her lip.

"are you sure?" i asked her wanting her to feel comfortable.

"yes." she nodded

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(I'm sorry for the short chapter guys! i'm so fed up with teacher's lately i couldn't write this longer ugh..)