Thinking Unthinkable||Cristiano Ronaldo

Chapter twenty-five

[Emilys POV]

The yelling and arguments from a few days ago were horrible. I got up, as I had recovered. Not totally but mostly.

Then I saw a figure on my bed. What the fuck?
I couldn't really see who it was because the bedroom was dark. The body moved around, like a cat.

Then the body sat up.

"Cristiano?" I questioned. He mumbled and turned.

"Is that you?" He sat up looking at me. He rubbed his eyes as his raspy voice answered.

"Yes...I'm sorry, should've told you that I was going to come back. I wanted to see you, to see how you But, when I returned you were asleep and I didn't want to wake you up."

"You didn't have to come, plus with the drama that occurred, I think it's better that you leave." I scolded.

"You didn't let me explain, and now I'm going to." He said as he got off the bed. His hair was quite messy, and he looked tired.

"The reason I fucked Leo's face was because I didn't like the way he was trying to blame you. He wasn't there for you and he didn't admit it. Family is important and he wasn't acting like it. It triggered me." He sighed.

I frowned as I knew Cristiano was right, Leo wasn't acting like it.

"You're boyfriend as-" I cut him off.

"Ex."

"You broke up with him?" He asked. I nodded as his eyes lit up. I hope he didn't get the wrong idea to try something on me. It's too early.  The Media, didn't know about Neymar and I. There were rumours but I never confirmed it nor Neymar. Which I found it better because, the more the relationship is out the more problems it causes.

"well, good to hear." He added. He gave me a slight smile, which I returned. I missed him a lot, but it's too soon.

"Emily, I really don't like to see you hurt . Which is why you should hear me out, I did what I did because I couldn't-- can't, bare to see you get hurt in anyway." His eyes, looked down in resentment.

I felt truly bad, I did.

"It's okay Cristiano." I smiled. He gave me a smile back.

"Do you need anything?" He asked, I shook my head no.

"Well, then I'll be back I might been gone for a few hours. Just call me when you need me." He said. I raised my eyebrow questioning where he was heading. But I decided it's best not to ask, after all he could do what he wanted.

[Cristianos POV]

I exited Emily's apartment and decided to call Luis.

"Luis, can I ask you something?"

"Que pasa?" He asked.

"Well, are you training right now in Barcelona?" I questioned.

"Yeah, why?"

"I'll be there in a few." I hung up. I went to the airport and got on my private jet.

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Once I arrived at Barcelona, I called a taxi. I arrived at Camp Nou, I entered and all eyes were on me. Glares, and so forward. But I was only here for one person, and that is for Lionel.