Thinking Unthinkable||Cristiano Ronaldo

Chapter twenty-seven

Leo's POV.

"Cris get the fuck up." I smacked him across his head. He sprang up quickly and gave me a smack, it was no time to be playing childish games.
"Take a shower, you have 10 before I turn off the hot water." I said in a low but serious tone. He groaned as he got up and went to the first floor shower.

He took about ten minutes, quick and he came out looking much better than before. I sighed as this was a dream. This whole situation only happens in movies, who would do something like this. Its fucking stupid. "Cristiano , everything is in your hands. They sent me and you a text. In yours they didn't say a lot. In mine it says, "Meet me outside of Josephs bar, you'll know what i'm talking about right Leo?" Cristiano, looked at me with a confused face. "what are they talking about?" he asked me. I sighed as I knew that the truth would have to come out. "I cheated on Antonella a few years back, when we first started dating. I got drunk and I saw this brunette at the bar. She was taller than me, not by a lot. Blue eyes, caramel toned skin. I met her at this bar, and basically I had a one night stand, but this was way before I had actually became a star, so no one knew who I was at that time." I explain.

"Wow, and I'm a player?" Cris chuckled.
"Not funny idiot, get your ass upstairs." I shoved him, and gave him some of my clothes that were big on me to change into, he had to keep his own pants.  After a long ass time, he finally came downstairs, and was freshened up.

"Cris we don't got all day, let's go." I said as I grabbed my car keys. We both ran outside and got into my car, as the car ride was silent. No words came out of his mouth nor mine. I was thinking who was playing this stupid game? Who possibly would want revenge on Emily or myself or Cris.

As we arrived to the bar, memories flowed. I can recall some events that had occurred, like myself and this mysterious brunette having sex in my car. I sighed reminiscing the past.

"I'm not sure if we should go in." Cris said, as he got out of the car. "We have to." I said.
As we approached the entrance I got a text that said, "go to the back." I will admit I was scared, cris looked at me a bit worried about what could happen next, for all we know we could get killed.

We walked to the back and saw a box. We walked towards it carefully, and opened it. There was a picture of my sister, tied up with two guys next two her who were masked. She was crying, and they had guns to her head.

"What the fuck is this bullshit, who ever is out there fucking come out." Cris yelled.

"Fuck." I muttered to myself, I really can't deal with this bullshit. Who the fuck would do this.

"cristiano, who do you think is doing this mind game?" I asked. Then it hit him, he seemed like a light bulb had gone off in his brain.

Cris' pov:

"Wait, where is Neymar?" I asked Leo. Neymar hasn't been around or hasn't said anything about Emily or called Leo.

"I don't know I haven't spoken to-" I cut him off snatching his keys out of his hands. I ran to the car as he chased after me yelling what was going on. I didn't answer as we both got in and I started the engine.

In my mind I didn't want to start to tell Messi that I think I was Neymar. I want to keep it to myself until I figure it out. We got to Neymars place back in Barcelona, and when we got there, they were still awake. Messi tried in the car to get answers from me but I didn't budge I stood silent.

I knocked on the door with Messi behind me and Neymar greeted. "Hi Leo....Cris." He said bluntly. I raised an eyebrow.

I looked at Neymar, and walked into his home. I took a good look to see where may he be hiding his secrets. But there wasn't much.
"What brings you here?" He looked at me.

"Messi and I wanted to ask you something." I responded as a looked at Lionel so he understood to follow my lead.

"Well, Before I tell you, do you have a restroom?" I asked.

"Walk down the hall, to the right." He fake smiled. I could feel the tension from miles away. I quickly walked over to the bathroom, and there were a lot of doors, and I wanted to know what was in behind each one. But every door I opened it was a closet, and the last one I opened was the bathroom. Only one door was left but It was locked.

"Fuck." I muttered as I walked back into the room with Leo and Neymar.

"Neymar mate, I-" Koke walked down his stairs, with a few letters in his hand. It all clicked in my head. Fuck fuck fuck, how the fuck was I supposed to help her I mean they are the main suspects right now.

"Koke, I told you to wait." Neymar fake smiled awkwardly.
"Well, Em is impatient." He replied. Neymar widened his eyes, and smacked his forehead. He went up the stairs with Koke.

"I have to tell you this but you have to believe me no matter how dumb I sound." I looked at Leo as he shook his head.

"Neymar has Emily, it all adds up. Emily broke up with him, she was pregnant with my baby, we had sex before she dated Neymar and now she was pregnant. She had a miscarriage that's why she was in the hospital. I think Koke and Neymar are getting revenge." I said in al breath as Lionel looked at me as I was insane but he also believed me.

"We have to sneak up there before they come back down." I told him. He nodded.

We both went up the stairs slowly, as my heart was beating out my chest. Messi knew his house more then I did.

"Which is the room you have never gone into?" I whispered,m. He led us to a white door that had a lock.
"Fuck." I muttered.
"It's probably his birthday he's a dumb fuck." Leo whispered.

Leo opened it, and behold was...

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