Carnival Of Lust(Ronaldo sequel)

Chapter 19- Double white flag

*Author's note*

Ok I know this is forever a needed update. I know, and I have read your ASK.FM questions practically demanding me to update. But anyway, I have been doing a lot of work for school ect and I have been totally swamped. UGH. This story is almost to an end. I say this chapter has 1 or two chapters maximum to it. I hate for it to end but I honestly can't update much in this story anymore. This was my first ever story and I love this one so much. Anyway I hope you like this chapter (:

 

*Paige*

I sat in the middle of my living room, narrow minded. The house was quiet, which frightened me terribly due to the fact that she had Benjamin for the day. As if on que, Benjamin waddled in and once he had his eyes set on her, started speaking baby. This made me smile softly at my son. His eyes were genuine and had a hint of worry. It amazed me how much emotion I could spot in this little boys eyes. His curiousness, desperation, excitement, and more would pop and change drastically in seconds. He walked up to me, repeating the same baby language as if I didn't hear him the first time. His body language was frantic, like he had to tell me something.

"What did you do baby?"

With that, he grabbed my index and middle finger and pulled me up from the sofa. He looked up at me once again and started to speak and pull me his direction. Once we neared the kitchen, he let go on my hand and pointed to the ground with a gasp. "Miilkkk!" He gasped as if spilling milk was the worst thing in the world. "MIIIILLLLKKKKK!"

"Benjamin," I tried my best to hold a stern voice, but the somewhat worried and aggravated expression that he wore on his face was pure gold. "Why did you spill milk?"

This made him jump and run towards the milk and grab the now empty glass. "Uh oh.." He mumbled.

A knock on the door made him sigh in relief, thinking that I was going to forget his punishment for spilling milk on the floor after I had just told him that he had to wait until lunch time, which was 10 minutes away.

"Don't play with the-" Before I could finish my sentence, Benjamin jumps to his knees and begins to slam his hands into the forlorn milk.

My lips formed a tight straight line once I saw who was behind the door. I was honestly thinking that it was Marcelo, Marina, or even my new friend Belle, but it wasn't.

I opened the door carefully and smiled soflty at Cristiano. "Hey." I said simply. He returned the smile and looked down at his shoes. "Come in," I said, feeling the cold roar of the newly winter weather's wind slapping against our faces.

Cristiano's smile grew larger once he saw Benjamin playing in the milk. "Daddy!" He ran into Cristiano's arms and squeezed his neck. "Hey Benji! Were you a good boy today?"

Benjamin shook his head and said 'no.' causing everyone to laugh in the kitchen.

Cristiano put Benjamin down and watched as he half waddled half ran into the other room. Quickly, Cristiano's smile dropped as he looked at me. His eyes were clouded and it gave me a pang in my chest. "So how have you been, Paige?" He asked quietly, his voice just above a whisper. It took all my self respect and all my will to not break down in front of him. This boy gave me so many unidentified emotions. With just one look in the eyes and I was completely weak. No matter what happened or what kind of past we had.

"Fine."

"Just fine."

"Yes, Cristiano. Just fine."

In an attempt to hide from his captivating eyes, I spun on my heels but couldn't find myself to move a muscle afterwards. "Paige I..If I did anything wrong then--"