Tough Love (SEQUEL)

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The sound of a baby crying danced in my ears. I smiled and looked over to Neymar.

"It's your turn to change his diapers." I sung, getting up to make Zanthus some milk.

Zanthus is our son. No, Neymar and I aren't married. Yet. I moved in with Neymar just a few days before little Zanthus was born.

Everyone was at our place: Hulk (Godfather), Felipão (Godfather), Fernandinho, Dani, Thiago, David, Marcelo (Godfather), Paulinho, Oscar (Godfather), and basically the whole Brazil team. They didn't get to celebrate Zanthus's birthday yesterday, so they're making it up to him by visiting today.

I heard the sound of Zanthus crying get closer, as I finished filling his bottle with milk and twisting the top closed. I turned around seeing Neymar carrying Zanthus on his side and trying to calm him down by gently bouncing him.

"He likes his mommy more." I teased, giving Zanthus his bottle and taking him from Neymar.

"He doesn't like you more, he likes me more. He looks more like me anyways."

Neymar put a small towel on my shoulder as I gently patted Zanthus's back.

"Pft! He looks like you.. Funny, but no. He gets his looks from me." I quietly shot, giving him a smile with my signature glare.

"Hey Cat, how old is Zanthus again?" Hulk asked trying to be as quiet as possible.

"He's two."

I walked over and sat on the floor having Neymar by my side. He really doesn't like leaving my side.

"I told you Marcelo!" Hulk scream-whispered, smacking the back of Marcelo's head.

"Hey, at least I remembered his birthday GODFATHER." Marcelo shot making a smirk.

"Kit Cat, let me hold my nephew, will ya?" Uncle Marcie asked having his arms wide open. I slowly got up and put the towel over his shoulder before giving him Zanthus. "He has your eyes, Cat."

I smiled, seeing Uncle Marcie still alive and recovering makes me the happiest person in the room. I couldn't imagine little Zanthus without an Uncle. Considering I never met any other relatives but Uncle Marcie, I don't know the rest of them. I don't want Zanthus to go through what I've been through. It makes me want to cry knowing he won't have a grandma and grandpa.

My parents, both died when I was just a kid.