Carnival Of Lust(Ronaldo sequel)

Chapter 12- You Know We Can Get Away

The song goes along with Paige's dream. I really hope you enjoy it. I want to try to get to 20 chapters in this story. Maybe I might create a spin off? Hmm? You like that? Does that tickle your liver? Gosh I'm so werid(: But you love me anyway, right? *sigh* I know.

*Paige*

I knew that I was dreaming, I could feel it. The constant feel of lightweight yet rock hard stone covered my body like a blanket. You know, I was almost certain that I was dead. Almost choking for air, but I could breath oh so perfectly in this fog Everything around me was spinning around rapidly until it was a string of blinding lights. I didn't open my mouth to speak, nor blink to miss a moment.

Out of the fog, an arm extended towards me. "Paige." His voice whispered to me, begging for me to come forth to him. Man, did I ever want to run into the arms of my beloved, but my legs were stone. His silhouette stood like a statue behind the wall of fog with his arm extended towards me. The spinning grew faster and I almost felt like falling.

Next to the silhouette, something crawled towards him and his head snapped down. Instantly, he picked it up and began to carry it. I was afraid to blink, afraid that this might be the last time I would be able to see Cristiano.

In my dreams.

His head turned to look at me and soon, both of them extended their arms towards me. Struggling, I managed to lift my arm, but once my fingertips touched his, they caught on fire.

"Ah!" I hissed and examined my fingertips only to find them looking uneffected.

"Cris, wait!" I yelled. They put their arms down and soon it felt like two arms were pulling me away from him. They stood in place, watching me go.

"Paige." He kept whispering.

"Paige."

"Paige!!"

My eyelids snapped open and I was in the same nightmare I have been in for days. Marina studied me carely before helping me sit up. "Paige, what's wrong?" She mumbled once she noticed me begin to whimper.

"I want to get out of here. If there were any phones, I would call the police."

"What about the laptop, you skyped Cris yesterday?"

My head snapped up, and before I could speak again, my legs were moving to the corner of the room where the laptop was laying.

Once I opened it, a website popped up. Its demonic like setting almost sent chills down my spin. As I scanned the website, I became nauseous. Not because of the morning sickness, which by the way was kicking my ass, but because my eyes landed on orders sent to Cristiano.

"What are you doing?!" His voice boomed. It was werid, years ago, I would of been ecstatic but now it only made me flinch. It had begun easy to make him so angry. Angry enough to send him into a frenzy and make marks on my body.

His cold, clammy hands wrapped around my neck and dragged me away. "Bitch." He spat in my face. Marina was held tightly by someone else, making it impossible to speak her mind. "You're so nosy." He lifted his hand as if he were about to strike me, but only smirked and lowered it to his side.

"How do you feel?" The cold in his voice was lightly sprinkled with warmth. Somewhere deep down, Jonas was in there. "Jonas .." my voice was weak, but it had got his attention.

"What did I do? You..you were my best friend.."

"Was"

"Jonas I -"

"I've always wanted more. But you didn't." His tone was sorrowful and he managed to skip eye contact. "No matter what..no matter how much I'd dry tears, make you laugh.."

From the corner of my eyes, I could see the rage course through his body. His pale arms began to tremble and a dull growl was stuck in his throat. "You didn't know..or care..you didn't do anything.."

"I'm so--"

"YOU DID NOTHING!!!!!" His scream surprised me and scared me in many ways. At this point, Jonas was long gone. I would never see him again.

"YOU DIDN'T CARE!!!" Before I could speak or even move, he lifted his foot and kicked me hard in the belly.

"That baby will be dead. I garentee you that." Was the last thing I heard, before falling into a deep, dark sleep.

*Cristiano*

"Cris." Marcelo placed a hand on my tense shoulders and passed me a drink in the other. This was my 8th shot but I still was flustered. "Everything will me okay."

"Fuck him." My voice slurred greatly. As I looked up at Marcelo, I saw double. I haven't gotten drunk in a while, not since the first day Paige moved in with me. Tears prickled my eyes at just the mere thought of my love. I felt hopeless, nothing I didn't brought any leads to Paige.

"I need to go to the store, want anything?" Marcelo stood quickly and grabbed his Real Madrid training jacket. I shook my head quickly, instantly regretting the quick movements, and he vanished. Leaving me alone in his large villa that only reminded me of mine. The quiet, loneliness aura warped around me and consumed my body and thoughts and morphed me into a depressed mess. 3 years ago, I wouldn't of seen myself this sprung over a girl.

My body jolted as the doorbells rang. "Marcelo you ass, forgot your house key?" I padded my way to the door miraculously without knocking anything over and opened it.

Standing before me was like a breath of fresh air. She pursed her beautiful lips and spoke softly. "You're drunk?"

"Paige.." I whispered too low for her to here.

Stepping closer to me, her scent unfamiliar, she wrapped her arms around my waist and brought me closer to her. I thought it would feel right, that it would be amazing to have her in my arms, but it didn't. It felt foreign and odd. Maybe I was hallucinating, but her form was too real. She looked in my eyes, and in seconds we were at each others throats. It was hot and heavy and a piece of clothing was left in each room.

"Oh Cristiano, " she moaned as I kissed her neck. "I missed you so much."

"I missed you too."

This roughness wasn't like Paige, she was more of a freak, not a rough chick. Once we were in bed, there was no stopping us, no matter what I thought. It was so intense and I loved it. She layed her head on my chest and mumbled, "I knew I could get your mind off of things."

Then it hit me. This wasn't Paige at all. I pulled back and ran to the bathroom. As I splashed cool water in my face, I finally got some sense and could see somewhat clearer.

"Are you okay?" She murmured behind the door. With a huge gulp, I pulled the door open and standing before me wasn't Paige.

"Lexi?!?!?"

"Who else did you think it was?" She cocked her head innocently.

"Get out!!" My booming voice caused her to jump and back away. "Get out and never come back!!! Never see me ever again!!"

Without a second word, she picked up her close and slammed the door behind her. A tight feeling filled my heart.

I don't know if it were because I was missing Paige or ..because I loved the time I just received.

*Marcelo*

I'm incredibly stupid! I can't believe I haven't thought of this before. My hands scanned over the keyboard as I entered codes and formulas.

"Why such the hurry?" Sergio handed me a beer, but declined since I had driven here. It wasn't until on the way home that I had thought of the solution to save Paige and Marina. I pulled over at Sergio's house because seeming as it were on the way. "It's going to solve everything." I mumbled.

After imputing the final formula, a loading screen popped up. "Thanks man, I owe you." I said to Sergio without looking away from the screen.

Finally a page with information printed out of the printer. "Got you."

"Explain later?" Sergio shrugged his shoulders.

A wide grin grew on my face as I spotted what I have been looking for forever.

I finally got the address.

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