His daughter // Pablo Gavi

Forty seven

2022

"So? what's going on?" The lady asks her daughter, who now sat on the couch; after the boys fell asleep.
Isabel shrugs looking down at her hands, playing with her fingers.

Isabel feels a a gentle hand get placed at her chin, tilting her face up to meet her moms eyes.
"Isabel" he mom whispers.
Isabel couldn't control it anymore, she let the tears fall down her eyes as she moved her head back down, covering her face. She hated crying in front of her.
"He cheated on me Mami" the girl cries softly.
Shakira pulls the girl into a hug, slowly rubbing her back as she cried.
"I'm sorry baby"

"and i feel so stupid because i want to go back to him, he said he'll make it up to me but what if he just does it again" she hiccups into her mom's shoulder.
"he says he still loves me"

The lady press a small kiss to the girls head before pulling away. If this was any other boy she wouldn't say this to her daughter but Pablo. She could see that Pablo loves her, she could see that Pablo would do anything for her. She doesn't have an explanation for the cheating and deep down she was furious and wanted to rip his head off but she knew he could make up what he did even if it means waiting.
"Talk to him, let him explain and if you're not convinced leave him, okay? Don't stay. Or give him a chance to make himself up, make it hard on him, make him work for what he messed up, make him prove himself to you" she tells her daughter.

Isabel nods while wiping her tears away.
"I don't want to talk to him right now she whispers" Shakira nods understanding.
"You don't have to talk talk to him right now and that's okay..but just send him a small message that you'll talk to him when you go back home but right now you need space" Isabel nods agreeing with the idea.
"Have you told your dad?" The lady asks.
Isabel quickly shakes her head letting out a small laugh.
"gosh no"
Shakira smiles softly before standing up from the couch.
"I'm going to go watch a little bit of my show upstairs, are you sleeping In my room?" She asks.
"Yeah, I'll be up there in a few" she tells the lady.

Pressing a quick small kiss to her daughter forehead, the older lady makes her way upstairs to the TV room to enjoy some peace and quiet before her hectic day tomorrow with her 3 kids here.

Isabel pulls out her phone staring at her Lock Screen.
It was a picture of her and Pablo back when they were still friends. They stood in Camp Nou's tunnel, He had a wide smile on his face, with both arms wrapped around the girls shoulder, pulling her to his chest while she was very obviously blushing but had his arms wrapped around his waist also smiling widely.

She smiles softly before swiping up and clicking on messages.
It was currently 6 am in Barcelona meaning Pablo wouldn't wake up for another 3-4 hours since he doesn't go back to training till next week.

She presses on his name ignoring the previous messages that he had sent.

Messages with
Pablito <3

hey, I'm fine I'm visiting my mom.
I just wanted to say that I want
space right now

i'll talk to you when I get home

Isabel sighs clicking of his name, noticing that she had a few messages from Pedri, her dad and Ale. She clicks on her dads name first. She knew if she told her dad what happened he'd want to pull Pablo apart, like he had always told her he would if he does anything but as much as she loves her dad and appreciates it, she'd find it very hypocritical of him to do so.

messages with
Papi 🫶🏼

Glad you got there safe nena. ❤️