Thinking Unthinkable||Cristiano Ronaldo

Chapter six

Emily's POV

"Alright, here's the game plan... Emily you substitute one of the midfielders, I still don't know who but you will certainly play." Zinedine said. I gave him a firm a nod.
"Gareth, Cristiano and Karim I expect at least a goal each from you." Zinedine said.
"It's all about attacking, and defending so Marcelo, Ramos, Pepe, and Varane you will be the ones in charge of not letting the ball go threw as well as Modrić, Kroos, and James." He stated firmly. We all gave him a nod as we headed out to line up. I went and sat on the bench, as I took number eight. A legends number, Florentino had called Káká asking if it was okay with him. He said it was perfectly fine. I got a chance to speak with him, via call he's a delight.

The whistle blew.
Cristiano, passed the ball to Gareth and Gareth to modrić. Most of the first ten minutes were passing and passing until Sevilla attacked. They ran threw the left side, crossing it in for a shot. But luckily Navas saved it. Navas threw the ball to Ramos, and ran up with it to the half of the pitch, passing it to Kroos. Kroos passed it to Gareth, and Gareth threw it to the center.
"Gooooaaaalllll delll Real Madrid!" Cristiano had taken the shot and scored. They scored in the 37' minute!
They started the game again, Sevilla had few attacks here and there but didn't clearly make it. The half time whistle blew.
we all walked into the locker room.
All the boys were exhausted, and I was just focusing on how I was going to play later on.
"Okay, well you guys did an amazing job. But I think that we need more attacks, and a bit of defending. We can't let Sevilla continue all the attack towards our nets." Zinedine said.
They all nodded.
"James you will be replaced by Emily in the 55' minute." His eyes dropped as if he didn't want to get replaced. I felt bad because this happened a lot.
"Uh, Zinedine I wanted to request if I could replace James a bit later then what you said. I'm having a bit of ...uh....cramps! " I needed to make something up.
He turned to look at his team, and looked back at me. The whole team had a confused look, and they were staring at me. Especially, Cristiano, Gareth and James.
"Very well." Is all he said. I looked at James, and he still has a bit of a confused face so to not confuse him I gave him a wink. Then he immediately understood what was going on.
But I turn to look at Cristiano and he was looking at me dead in the face.
I just turned back, and looked at Zinedine.
"Well then I'll will take out James later, kroos you'll be taken out at the same time as James for Lucas Vasquez. Varane, for Casemiro." We all nodded. I walked out, next to James.
"Thank you for what you did." He whispered.
"No problem." I whispered back before he ran off to the pitch.
The whistle blew off again. Sevilla had the ball, and made an amazing attack which didn't go threw because of Marcelo.
Marcelo passed the ball to Navas and Navas kicked it high, reaching Modrić. Modrić passed to Gareth and Gareth kicked into the middle.
Karim passed to Cristiano, and Cristiano back to Karim.
"Gooooaaaaaalllllllll del Real Madrid!!!" Karim had scored. The full BBC celebrated as well as the rest of the team.
I smiled. The game started again, and it was basically pass and pass during the next 10 minutes.
At the 75' minute Zinedine decided to put Lucas and I, as well as Casemiro.
I saw a few eyebrow lifts in the crowd.
Whispers like, "a girl is playing?"
I tried to ignore them, and James came over to me giving me a high five, and whispering "you'll do great." I gave him a nod and jogged to the pitch. People, clapped still not knowing what was going on. Then , Varane switched with Casemiro and Kroos for Lucas.
The game resumed, I immediately had the ball at my feet, so I ran up threw the left side of the pitch, I saw Gareth opened so I kicked towards him, but he didn't make it as someone from Sevilla beat him to it.
I threw up my hands, and ran to the back because Sevilla was attacking quickly.
Sevilla, took a shot.
But Ramos made an incredible header, saving it. I sighed in relief. Lucas had the ball passing it to modric, he passed to me but I passed back because I realised that a player was coming towards me. Modrić passed to Karim and Karim to Gareth.
"GOOOOAAAAALLLLLL DEL REAL MADRID!"
I went and hugged Gareth, he scored in the 83' minute.
We started the game again, Sevilla was determined. They quickly came to the attack, a player centralised the ball, and another one kicked.
"Goooooaaaaallllll de Sevilla." I got pissed, to be honest it wasn't just the goal keepers fault it was everyone's fault. They scored a minute after.
The score was 3-1.
I was determined to score.
We resumed the game again, Cristiano passed to Modrić and Modrić to me. I passed to Lucas, as he passed to Casemiro.
I ran up towards the penalty box, I knew I was a bit out of my position but I wanted to score. Modrić was running with the ball when someone from the opposing team kicked him harshly, which even Modrić had to leave the pitch for a minute. The referee added about two minutes.
We earned a free kick, which Cristiano was going to take it. The free kick was not far from the Goal box.
He stood as he always stands in his signature standing position. He took a few steps back and slowly ran up to kick it. He didn't make it, but I jumped and gave it a header.
"Goaaaalllllll del Real Madrid!" I scored! I scored! My first goal! I ran doing a fist pump in the air. People still couldn't believe it.
Gareth came over to me giving me a high-five. Cristiano did as well but instead he gave me a hug which had me a bit taken back. The other team mates gave me high-fives.
We started the game again but time had ended so we won 4-1. Which I was happy of.
We went to locker room and Zinedine said,
"You all did great, we had a slip up but it's okay because we scored four. Emily, I'm really proud of you and I think you will be a stupendous player. Cristiano, great goal and assists also Karim and Gareth I'm proud of you all. See you on Monday for training, because we have a hard game next week against Barcelona."

I went to the bathroom, changed into shorts and a t-shirt that said,
"roses."
I was walking a long narrow hallway when I was approached by A tall figure.
"Baby, you can't be mad at me forever can you?" I immediately recognised the voice.
"I'm not your baby, and yes I can just watch me."  I walked away carrying my bag. After about two minutes,
I heard foot steps, behind me and I decided to confront him once and for all.
"Look...Cristiano-" I stopped mid-sentence realising it wasn't Cristiano.
"Uh, may I help you?" I asked.
"You might know me as Luis Enrique-" He said as I interrupted him.
"Yeah, I know who you are but why are you here? In the Bernabéu. Shouldn't you be training for your next match against us?" I said a bit rudely. But I was still a bit confused why he was here. I just wanted to get home because I was tired.
"Can I continue?" He said raising a eyebrow.
I nodded, he had a attitude just like me.
"I need to speak with you in a private place." He told me.
I had a confused face, what did he need to speak about?
"Can I take you to a café?" He asked.
I wasn't sure what to say, but hey! I had nothing better to do.
"Sure." I told him.
He led me to a taxi that he was riding in.
"dichito café porfava." He said in Spanish which I understood.
We arrived in ten minutes. I got out, and we walked over to a table with two seats.
Someone, came to take our orders.
"Un café." I said in Spanish.
"Pastel de chocolate." Luis said.
"Well, Luis you have me here so what do you want?" I asked sternly.
"I know all about your past."
"What?" I squeaked.
"You're mother died, with you're brother in a car crash. Your dad left when you were young."
He said.
"how..how do you know that? Who told you? What the hell! Is this a-" I cut off by him.
"I'm your father" he spat out the words.
I chuckled.
"You're lying"
"How do you think I know all that?" He added.
"Oh my gosh, you're...you're my fath..father." I breathed.
"You're mother, threatened to kill you if I didn't leave. She threatened to kill herself and I couldn't have that." He said.
"She had cheated on me three years before you were born. She got pregnant with another mans baby. She said she would take care of it and I believed her. I was in love with her, but instead she gave it to the dad abandoning the baby. And that baby is your half-brother. That baby was and still is Lionel Messi."
I gasped.
And the lights went out.
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Plot twist. If you guys are wondering no, I don't like Barcelona. I despise them.
But I thought it would be interesting (: