Off the Deep End (Cristiano Ronaldo / Lionel Messi)

Chapter 4: It's Over Now

15th January 2015

The clock was ticking. Irina heard the key turn in the lock. She could hear some loud bangs coming from the hallway and then something was thrown at her.

A Daily Mail magazine.

"Read it", Cristiano said in a commanding voice. "Page 4."

Irina opened the paper and immediately understood, where the problem was.

Irina Shayk was 'too busy' to join Cristiano Ronaldo at Ballon d'Or, insist PR company as talk of split with Real Madrid star swells

Irina Shayk missed the Ballon d'Or to spark rumours the couple had split

The Russian model also unfollowed the Real Madrid star on Twitter

Her PR company said work made her unavailable to attend the ceremony

Cristiano Ronaldo picked up his third Ballon d'Or on Monday

READ: Has Ronaldo split with girlfriend Irina Shayk?

And so on. Irina sighed. The same shit as always. Although – she had to admit – a part of her felt a tingle of excitement. Finally, finally she could make Cristiano taste his own medicine. Revenge was sweet.

"Aren't you going to apologize?" Cristiano snapped, clearly unpleased with her lack of reaction.

"Apologize for what, Cris?" Irina asked back, angry at his selfishness. "Oh dear, has my absence left a little stain on the spotless public image of Cristiano Ronaldo the Great? I'm so sorry that the tabloids are beginning to figure out that I'm not one of your puppets anymore. Besides, you didn't even want me there."

Cristiano ripped the paper from her hands, tore it into pieces and littered them all over the floor.

"I did want you there, you ungrateful bitch. After all I've done to you –"

"After all you've done to me?" Irina interrupted, now furious. She jumped up and clenched her fists, fighting the urge to drive them into his face. "Let's see what you've done to me. First of all, you sent texts behind my back to all of those gold digging whores around the world. Then you blamed me for invading your privacy, when I checked your phone and found out. Throughout this shit relationship you've made me feel like I am the most unwanted and ugly fucking girl on the planet. That's what you've done to me, thanks a lot."

Cristiano didn't know what to say. Irina could see the wheels turning in his head, trying to come up with something to insult her back.

"I bought you a car", he finally spat out. "I bought you a boat, I let you move in here. And what can I do if you treat me as warmly as an ice cube? There's plenty more fish in the sea."

"Is there?" Irina sneered. "I guess you had a nice fishing trip in Switzerland then. How pathetic of you. I could even bet you tried to bed Lionel Messi's girlfriend just to find out, if she would give it to you. That's how low you are."

Cristiano froze and Irina caught a flash of panic in his eyes, before he hid it behind his indifferent façade. She felt a sinking feeling in her stomach: she had just hit the jackpot.

"I can't believe it."

"Believe what?" Cristiano yelled and grabbed her shoulders. "I didn't do it!"

"Yes you did. You did something. I don't even care, Cris. Fuck this shit, I'm leaving."

And with those words she pushed Cristiano roughly away from her and started walking away. Cristiano tried to pull her back but she shook him off.

"Don't touch me, idiot."

"You can't just leave" Cristiano shouted.

"Oh yes I can! I'm fucking full of this shit, in fact I should have done this ages ago. Get off me."

Cristiano had managed to grab her by the wrist and wouldn't let go. She cried out in anger, fought herself free and gave a kick on his stomach when he tried to reach for her.

"Don't you ever dare to touch me again. It's over, Cristiano. Fuck you.".

With those words she took her handbag, walked out of the front door and slammed it shut behind her.