Thinking Unthinkable||Cristiano Ronaldo

Chapter thirty-one

Emily's pov:

"And I would like thank you all for sending me supporting messages through social media, cards, and letters. He was a great man. The man who walked this earth as a hero and left as a legend. Today marks 1 year that he has been gone. It seems like it's been forever. As you all know he died at 6:24 am, the date of his birthday. June 24th. My older brother loved every single one of his fans. It's with great honor that I accept his ballon d' oro this year, as we mourn the tragedy that struck 1 year ago today. His son, his wife and his family thank all of you for the support they have received. Thank you Lionel Messi for the years of football and entertainment that you have gave us. I know your newborn son will love to hear about how great his father was and so will my baby whose actually kicking in my stomach right now just hearing your name. I hope you're doing well big brother and we all love you." The crowd cheered chanting 'gracias messi'. I indulged my fiancé in a hug as we got engaged rather quick. We had only dated for two months. My big brother is resting in peace in his grave. My heart ached at just recalling the events of that night. I'm so glad I got out alive but if i could relive it again, my brother would be standing here right now with his newborn.

My stomach ached as I was 8 months pregnant. The baby was going be quite the star as football ran in his family.
"It's all okay baby, I know he's doing well." My future husband said. I sighed just hoping that , that was true. I let out a deep breath as I walked out the pitch holding my fiancé's hand.
"Luca, can you help me." I said as he helped me into the car. I had a doctors appointment, and I needed to meet the father. After Leo's death, cris and I tried dating for a while but we didn't work. He got me pregnant just before we broke up. Luca is my fiancé and he's understand of the situation I'm in with Cris.

As Luca and I drove in silence I was into my deep thoughts. I missed my brother, I didn't even get to hang with him for that long and boom he was taken away. As for Nicole? Well she got life in prison. Walking out in public would be murder itself. She killed a legend.

We arrived at the office as I saw cris' car parked outside already. I hadn't seen him for a while since our last appointment which was two months ago. My fiancé parked the car and helped me out as I could feel a set of eyes watching my every step.

"Well isn't it the lovely couple?" Cristiano smiled as he flashed his perfect teeth. I rolled my eyes knowing that he was being sarcastic. As all three of us walked into the office I could sense tension which was annoying. After checking in and waiting my doctor finally called us.
"The room is tight , maybe just the parents?" She asked as she saw that all three of us got up. Luca understood even though he frowned, poor baby. I saw a smirk form on Cris' face which made me annoyed. Move on.

We walked into the room that would be my last check. I laid on the table as my belly was uncovered. We decided to get surprised with the sex. "Well Emily your baby seems to be perfectly fine." My doctor smiled. I looked up at Cristiano who was fully amazed of what he was seeing. I looked into his eyes as he looked at mine. His brown orbs pierced through mine giving us a moment. Like nothing was moving around us, it was just me and him.

"You might experience contractions, unless they're two minutes apart ignore them." Ms.Ramos instructed. I nodded as i sat up and cleaned the cold substance off me.
"Emily, you know that I still-" I cut him off right there. I don't want feelings or any stupid emotions coming back. After all I am hormonal.
"Cris not right now, I'm engaged and you have a girlfriend who hates me already so stop trying to-" he cut me off with a chuckle.
"I was going to say that I still wanna be part of the birth." He said now with a big irritating smile. Fuck.
"Right, yeah you are." I muttered as I left the room. Luca and I are happy . I love him and we are getting married soon. I don't want to complicate things because cris wants to be the douche of the year.