Thinking Unthinkable||Cristiano Ronaldo

Chapter twenty-four

[Cristianos POV]

I woke up the next morning, to the sound of a door opening. That must have been Lionel. I got off the bed quietly so the floor boards wouldn't make a squeak. I put my ear towards the door as I heard two voices speaking.

"Hey sister." He greeted Emily.
"Hey." Emily said a bit gloomy.
"So, why didn't you contact me to come visit you." He said. Leo, actually had the nerve to say that? I was about to bust out the door and tell him his rights from wrongs but I didn't want to bother Emily.

"Brother, you saw me fall. You saw me leave in a stretcher, and you even saw my dad leave practice for me and you still ask me that?" She ranted, she was pissed off.

"I'm sorry I was bus-" she cut him off, with a loud voice.

"No leo, so you being busy is basically more important then my fucking health? Are you fucking serious? You, nor Neymar came. What the fuck? Fucking at least Cristiano was there with my fucking dad. You? We're a ghost-" she got cut off by him screaming.

"Cristiano? YOU KNOW WHAT I SAID ABOUT HIM AND HERE YOU ARE STILL NEAR HIM?!?" That's when I cracked, no one was going start with Emily because of me. I pulled the door open and there stood Leo and Emily was sitting on the couch.

"this bastard..what THE HELL IS THIS SON OF A BITCH DOING HERE" Leo narrowed his eyes. I walked closer to him.

"bastard? Bitch? you know leo, you're a fucking idiot, okay your sister was hurt and you're fucking dumbass just sat there. I fucking took care of her. What the fuck. FROM HERE TO BARCELONA IT TAKES ABOUT FOUR HOURS and you couldn't come? Ha how pathetic of a brother are you." I knew I pissed him when he took a step closer and we were chest to chest.

"I can't believe she let a ignorant Bitch into her house, I was going to go. But I didn't think it was serious YOU DUMB CUNT. You know, her boyfriend wouldn't like this." He stated as if using the words 'her boyfriend' would bother me. I laughed.

"and if Neymar doesn't like it who the fuck cares? I certainly do not, if he comes back to argue with me I'll continue what I didn't finish back in Barcelona." I smirked.

He gasped and so did Emily.

"Guys stop!" She yelled. We both turned to look at her.

"Cristiano I told you stay in there." She softly said.

"I know darling but-" The bastard cut me off again.

"You better take that nickname back." Leo growled. I chuckled.

"I know princess but I couldn't bare to hear this jerk using my name in his mouth." That set him off the edge. He kicked me in the gut, a bit of air escaped my throat.

"You fucked UP big time." I punched him, as he fell to the ground.

Emily yelled my name as I ignored it. I picked him up by the shirt and punched him again. I opened her apartment door and threw him against the hallway wall. I snaked my hand around his neck, "if you ever even come near me again or hurt Emily again. I will fuck you up, big time." I let go of his neck as he coughed. I shut the door behind me and I took a look at Emily.

Tears flowed down her face. I ran my hand on my face.

"Emily..." I said.

"Leave. Now. Before I leave." She stuttered.

"Please let me-"

"LEAVE." She yelled. I didn't want to upset her even more so I left. Leo was no where in sight, but Neymar was. He was walking to her apartment. I punched the wall as I saw him. My shoulder brushed against him as he passed me. I shot him a glare as he returned it. He's lucky I didn't beat him again.  He opened Emily's door and disappeared.

"Fuck." I muttered as I ran down the stairs. I got into my car and went back to my house.

[Neymar's POV]

I looked at Cristiano, wondering why he was in my girlfriends apartment. Leo was left with yet again, a bruised face. He was really fucked up. Caused by Cristiano, I was sent by Leo upstairs. I walked into her apartment without knocking, and I saw Emily crying.

"Hey baby, what's wrong?" I asked her. She looked up, and her expression changed.

"Don't BABY me." She fumed.
I gave a confused look.

"I was here, in the fucking hospital and you didn't even bother to show up." I didn't think her injury was that serious, so I didn't know. Plus she never actually informed me.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't know I had-" I got cut off.

"YOU DIDN'T KNOW, FOR GODS SAKES NEYMAR I WAS IN THE FUCKING HOSPITAL IT WASN'T SOME FUCKING SPRAINED ANKLE" she yelled.

"Oh my god, you're over reacting. Can you just calm down, jeez." I sighed.

"Then how am I supposed to feel? Am I supposed to be happy that my boyfriend wasn't in the hospital when I needed him?" She rolled her eyes.

"No but you're over reacting, okay I'm sorry that I didn't go. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to go, plus I was very busy and-" I got interrupted by yelling.

"BUSY? YOU SOUND EXACTLY LIKE MY BROTHER. YOU KNOW WHAT IF YOU'RE THAT BUSY THEN MAYBE IM BUSY FOR OUR RELATIONSHIP WE ARE OVER!"
My heart dropped, we couldn't be over. I love her, and honestly. Maybe I was wrong, but why is she making a big deal, she looks fine.

"Baby, OKAY listen. I'm sorry-"

"Leave." She softly said as if she didn't want to argue anymore.

"Baby-"

"Leave Neymar. Just leave before I call Cristiano to leave you like he did in Barcelona." My eyes widened as I came to a realisation.

"It's because of him isn't it?" I asked her. She narrowed her eyes and stayed silent as if was her form of talking.

"You cheated on me-" she cut me off once more.

"I didn't cheat on you. In fact I stayed loyal. You just aren't being WHAT a boyfriend is supposed to be. You're being like my brother, you're not playing a part in my life where I need you so you can take your bullshit else where I'm done with you. Good day, and you can shut the door on your way out." I didn't say one word, as I left her apartment building.

She had, just done the last straw.
I dialled a number, that had rung me a few days back.

"Hello?" The voice said.
"Hey, buddy it's Neymar!" I told him.
"Oh, what's up?" He answered.
"You can proceed with the plan Koke, I'm done." I grinned. He laughed.

You deserve what you get.

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A/n

Short ass chapter (: Plot twist,,,🔥