Carnival Of Lust(Ronaldo sequel)

Chapter 18- Reassuring

A/N:

Hello Madridistas, I don't know if this will be a filler or not..but I just want to say that this story is coming to a finish in the next few chapters. I am honestly running out of material and all I can actually think of are the endings. Don't worry, Paige and Cristiano will end up reappearing in my other stories..if you haven't seen already with my Don't Forget My Name story haha. I'm not promising you about the ending. It could be bad, it could be good. Who knows. ;D. Anyway, hopefully this might be longer than a page but if not..hey atleast I updated. I know I have put off in writing but I wanted to gather ideas to write it properly. Usually I write spontaneously but in the next few chapters, the updates will take longer because I am actually writing down the plots of the chapters like you do in school before a writing test aha. Well, anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter. But before I end this authors note, I want to say that I put my heart in all of my chapters. I love writing and love how much you enjoy it. Wow ..long note..sorry but here you go!

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*Cristiano*

"Dadadadadada" Benji sat in his high chair entertaining himself by speaking baby. It was sad that he had to entertain himself when he had his father right here. But no, sorry son. Daddy is too depressed to even move an inch from the couch. It was a good thing Marcelo used Benji as practice now that Marina is 6 months pregnant or he would have Benji sulk with him.

"Ronnie." Marcelo grumbled while facing Benjamin with happy, bubbly, eyes. "You're acting like a little bitch."

"Language! " I spat, using my energy to lift myself up and glare towards Marcelo. Ever since Benji has been born, my father instincts kind of kicked in high gear. Marcelo threw me a wary look before walking over to Benjamin. With a large animated smile, he said, "Benjamin, do you think mommy and daddy will get back together."

"Don't bring the kid into it."

Benji answered his question by tipping over his bottle and laughing erratically. The harder he laughed, the more the bubble forming under his nose grew, causing more laughter when it popped.

"That's a yes." Marcelo said simply, while shrugging his shoulders. "He resembles Paige so much in the face."

I pouted causing my face to make an unflattering expression that caused the newly found stress wrinkles to poke out slightly. "That's what everyone says." I recalled the night of me surprising my ma with a visit and an introduction of baby Benji. Seeing him for the first time led a pethlora of tears to form on her eye sockets. "My grandson! He looks just like her." She cooed.

As Benjamin saw me approaching his high chair, a beaming smile covered his face and as the smile spread, it was Paige's. The resemblance was uncanny and only made my heart ache more. Benjamin was a pure rememberance of Paige and all I could think about when I looked at him was how she rejected my proposal.

Sure, it wasn't romantic. When you love someone, it shoudn't have to take a lot to propose. Maybe the timing was bad?

"You think it was a bad idea to propose to mommy?" I asked Benjamin too much like an adult. He may not have understood a word I had said, but it was amazing to see his whole facial expression change epically one the mention of the question. The smile dropped and seconds later, it picked up again but as a softer more gentle smile. He may be a baby, but I felt like there was still hope, like his answer was a no and that I shouldn't give up.

I lifted my gaze towards Marcelo who was licking  icing off a spoon that was left over from the cake decorating for Benjamin's dessert. Once he had seen me looking at him, he nodded his head as to asking 'so what do we do now?'