The Ultimatum (ON HOLD)

III

I entered in the house of my parents.

"Mom? Dad?" I screamed from the lobby.

"In the living room!" My dad answered.

I walk toward the living room and saw my dad watching an FC Porto match on the flat screen.

"Where's Malik?"

"He left, he had to go back home, it's his sister-in-law's birthday", I answered while sitting beside him on the couch and placing my head on his shoulder.

"He told you." My dad said.

" Yep, he did. I'm sure Tio Fabio is also watching the game at the Café" I said smiling thinking about my best friend's father sitting at the café of his hometown in Portugal screaming after the players of his national team, while drinking his cerveja, hoping my dad doesn't go further on the proposal thing.

"He sure is. I'll call him after the game to joke him about it. You look tired, amor? What's going home?" He asks me as he mutes the TV.

"The foundation is taking all my energy, pai." I whined.

"There's only a week left before its opening, you can do it. And you can always leave Felipe here, you know your mother's vacation starts tomorrow she'll be happy to take care of him. She knows how much this foundation is important to you. Who wouldn't? Beside your stupid of boyfriend." He affirmed.

I rolled my eyes and raised my head. I know he treats me like his own daughter, he is trying to protect me. He is doing his job of godfather... and father, but sometimes I feel like he doesn't understand me! Cristiano is my first love; we have known each other for 12 years now. He has been part of my life since a long time. Even after all the wrong things he did to me, I have love for him. We are raising a child together. I know he loves me, but he's being a jerk. Dating and sleeping with all these women who look nothing like me. All superficial and being with him for his money, his A-list events and the publicity that comes along. They would have never fallen in love with the 15-years-old Cristiano with crooked teeth and rudeness. I fell in love with him way before he became famous. Although my dad marks a point on his stupidity, I know Cristiano is aware of how important that foundation is for me. He helped me building it as a dream 12 years ago. I know he's aware of its importance to my eyes, he's just being a jerk and driving me nuts.

"Dad, he knows. He just can't show it" I said giving him a kiss on his forehead and getting up.

"Where are you going? We are not done talking." He said seeing me getting up of the sofa.

" I have to go; I'll call you later."

I leave the living room and walk towards the wooden stairs and climb them. When I reach the second floor of the house, I walk toward the room of my parents. I slowly open the door of the room and notice Felipe sleeping with his hand around my mom's waist. Strange, it's only 4 of the afternoon. He might have played to much with my dad.

I closed the door, climb down the stairs, and exited the house. I entered my car, sat on the driver's seat and sent a text to Cristiano before dropping my cellphone in my handbag and starting the car.

To: Babee😍💎

I'm on my way, want to watch a movie?

I backed the car and drove to exit the parking.

It took me 25 minutes to arrive home because of the traffic. I parked in my usual spot and noticed that Cris' car isn't there. I turned off the engine and took the key out of the contact. I took my bag and dove my hand in my handbag searching for my phone. I received a text from Cris: