Close to You ➳ Antoine Griezmann

Chapter 15 ♔

♔ Marisa's POV ♔

Three weeks later..

"Hey Cris, can you send the driver please? I'm back." I leave a message on voicemail and then hang up. 

After two weeks of filming and working on an american TV series, it was time I came back home. I hadn't spoke to Sergio, Antoine and anyone really and it felt weird but I just wanted to use this time off to forget about everything that happened. I avoided Antoine's and Sergio's calls, especially Sergio who left me tons of messages and missed calls.

After a while of waiting, the driver arrives and halts in front of me. He gets out and smiles at me and says 'It's been a long time ma'am.' and then picks up my bags and places them in the car. I decided to stop by at a Starbucks so I could get coffee and then made my way home.

I opened the door and was attacked with a hug from little Cris who clearly missed me as he shouts "Aunt Marisa! You're back!"

"Yeah, I am. I missed you my little man." I smile kneeling down and wrapping my arms around little Cris.

"Cristiano jr, who's at the door?" Cris shouts as he walks over to the hallway where he sees me and a small smile appears on his face.

"Marisa? You're home!" He shouts happily as he walks over to me with a mug in one hand and pulls me over for a hug.

"You didn't tell me you were coming? And it's been a month. I've missed you so much sister." Cris smiles, sitting down next to me on the sofa and places a cushion on his lap, with his arm resting against it.

"Yeah, that was the whole point I guess. I didn't really want to say" I say, sipping my latte.

"You're not still upset about Sergio-"

"I don't want to talk about it right now Cris." I interrupt and get up and leave the room.

I open my bedroom door and it felt good to be back in my room. My eyes scan the room until I notice something on my bed. I walk over to my bed, putting down my handbag and pick up what seemed like a little note. I also noticed there was a rose beside it. 

Curious to what this could be, I unfold the piece of paper to find it was a letter. It read:

Baby,

You haven't been picking up my calls or replying to my messages. I know you're mad at me baby and I wish I listened to you but I'm sorry. I love you so much baby, I hate that you're mad at me. I promise, I'll make it up to you. Please, call me later or message me at least. Let me know when you're back home baby, I miss our cuddles and laughs.

Sergio x

I give off a long sigh and sit down on my bed pushing the paper away from me and the rose. I lie down on my back with my hands on my stomach. Was I being petty? Do I reply to his messages? But I then remembered how much I was hurting, how angry I felt. 

***

I decided I'd go out, just chill out by myself. I wanted to get some fresh air and take my mind of things. I felt bad for shutting out Cristiano but when a girl feels hurt, she doesn't know what to do.

I walk out of the house, grabbing my purse and phone. Just then the driver hands me some keys and tells me to walk over to the garage. What was going on? So I did as instructed and walk over to the garage with many cars. However, there was just this one car that caught my attention. It was a black high shine Mercedes Benz, the newest and latest model. It had a large red ribbon wrapped around it and a massive bow on top.

I walk over to the car and unlock the door. I get inside the luxurious car and find a note placed on the seat beside me. I sure as hell was getting a lot of notes today. Picking it up, I read the note. I smile so much when I read the message and see Cristiano's name signed on the bottom. I loved my brother so much, just everything he did for me really made me happy.

The driver took off the ribbons and bow and waved at me. I wave back and start the ignition. It felt great to have a car, my own car and one of the most amazing cars ever. I drove to the park and decided I'd take a stroll.

***

I sat on the bench, with a latte in my hand and my phone in the other. It wasn't long before I heard someone say my name. I look up and notice Filipe was walking over to me with a smile on his face. He seemed so happy to see me.

"Filipe?" I question.

"Marisa! What are you doing here? When did you get back?" He asks again, giving me a hug.

"I got back just a few hours ago aha. What are you doing here?" I reply taking a sip from my latte.

"I was just walking with Antoine. We decided to go for a stroll." He smiles. 

Just then, the smile from my face disappears and I look down.

"Filipe? Filipe why did you walk off? So you're sitting here talking to Mar-"

"Marisa" He pauses as he realises.

"You know, I think it's time you both had a talk. Come on, Marisa." Filipe says as he grabs my hand to pull me up and sits down. 

"Where are you taking me?" I ask looking confused.

"I'm not taking you anywhere. He is." Filipe laughs as he points to Antoine who did not look happy at all.

I noticed Antoine was wearing all black, with a hoodie and some joggers paired with some white sneakers. 

We both stood there starring at Filipe who was smiling until he shrugged his shoulders and says "What? you two are acting like a couple all mad at each other. Shoo."

"Excuse me?" I scoff as I walk off leaving them both behind.