Thinking Unthinkable||Cristiano Ronaldo

Chapter sixteen

Emily's POV

"Cristiano junior would you like lunch?" I asked Cristiano's son, whom I had been babysitting because his father was at the doctors getting his injury checked. It's been about a month and a half, after the whole incident with Leo and Neymar. Ever since I haven't spoken with Leo nor Neymar. I've only spoken to My dad. Cristiano, got injured in the euro final, which meant he couldn't play in the pre-season and in the first few matches of La liga. The pre-season is about to start so the Madrid team are training now. But I wasn't going to go because I had decided to take care of Cristiano.

"Grilled cheese!" Junior said. I nodded and went straight to the kitchen and started to cook .

The doorbell rang threw the house, and I went to get it. It was just a white box, with no saying whom it was from. It said it was for me, but it's weird because it came to Cristiano's house and I didn't have a home in Portugal so they assumed that we live together. I found it a bit strange but I opened it.
A letter was on the top of the package.

"Tell my mom to take care of Cristiano junior, then go to the nearest hotel, and go to room 623. There will be waiting further instructions-cr7."
I had a confused expression, why didn't he just tell me himself. Were we going on a date? I wonder what he had planned.
I finished cooking for Cristiano's son and went straight upstairs so knock on his mothers room.
"Si?" She said.
"es Emily!" I yelled back to her. She told me to come in.
I told her what was going on and she agreed to take care of him. I changed into a simple blue dress and called a cab.

I arrived the hotel that was nearest to his house. I went in and I got the key. It took me a while to find the room but I found it.

I open the door, and I see a bag on the bed and a letter.
"Hey, put this on, and meet me at my house again at 7:00pm. I have a surprise.-cr7" I sighed. Did he really make me come over here, just to go back to his house? The note was a bit strange, usually he would call me a pet name, but he started with 'hey' but maybe I was just used to being called pet names?
I took a shower in the hotel room, then changed into a white dress that was up to my knees. This was far different from the last dresses that he had bought me.

It was 6:30, so I called a cab. Once the cab arrived I got in it and I was off to see what Cristiano had in store.

I arrived at Cristiano's house, I paid the driver. I walked the narrow path to the door. I open the door and I couldn't believe my eyes.

There stood my boyfriend, and his ex. She was on him, and he didn't seem to pull away. I looked at them after a second, which seemed forever. Cristiano saw me. He pushed Irina back, and I just looked at them. I didn't cry, I just stared at them with no expression.

"Looks like he didn't need you after all." Irina said, I looked at her in disgust and took a a deep breath, trying to not break down on them both.

I walked up to Cristiano.
"It's not what it looks like-" he got cut off by a slap that he would never forget. He grabbed his cheek, and I threw his stupid ring on the floor. I went to Irina and punched her in the face a few times. Her nose bled, and all I could do was just stare at her. Then I broke down, I broke down in front of them. I ran out of the house as I heard Cristiano calling my name. Luckily the cab was still there. I got back in, and told him to take me to the airport. I needed to get back in Madrid as soon as possible.

I paid the guy again, and ran into the airport buying a ticket to Madrid. I got in the flight.

I sniffled, and I had stop crying. I had no more tears to shed. I didn't think that he was capable to do that. I never felt as much pain like this, only when Kevin died is the only time I cried like this.