~Carla~

I drove along the roads quickly because i was already late. It took longer than i thought when me and manny got back to make sure he was okay and to get changed for diner with Cristiano. I was wearing a short black dress with some nude color loubitons.

I looked up in the mirror of the car as i started applying a nude pink matte lipgloss over my plump lips, it was one of the many things cristiano bought me at mac last week. I didn't have time to do it at home so i was having to do it now, luckly i was an expert at this because running late was one of my main features. The car behind me blew its horn loudly, i looked up and realized the lights had changed to green ages ago but i didnt notice. "Ooops" i muttered to myself stepping back on the gas.

I didnt know why i had to put so much effort into getting ready, Cristiano told me to dress up nicely but then he was coming from training, he was probably going to be in jeans and some nike top or something. I shook my head and told my self i was being stupid, Cristiano had probably had people running round for him all day, taking suits to him or whatever. He isnt the average man i had to remember that.

I drove through the security gates to the real madrid training ground. The barrier was lifted for me with out the guard even bothering to check who i was, i guess it was because i was in Cristiano's car again. As i drove forward i looked how fancy and serious this place looked, it almost made me feel nervous being here.

I pulled up in the jag and got out. I looked around the parking lot. I had literally no idea were i was supposed to go. I began to walk towards the big building i could see, there would be someone in there to tell me where Cristiano was.

"Umm carla?" A voice said behind me. I turned around and saw a kinda familiar man stood there. "Thats me" i replied
"Oh good, i was putting my bag in my car and saw one of Cristiano's cars pull up and i guessed it was you" he explained "im james by the way, i play for real, you probably saw me at la liga final" he smiled leaning into kiss my cheeks.
"I thought i recognized you" i laughed. I looked at him, he was quite good looking guy but he looked kinda beaten up, i guess real madrid worked their players hard.

"Do you know where Cristiano is?" I asked. He pointed to the big building.
"he went in there, um he had to talk to the coach about something" james replied awkwardly. I dont know what was wrong with him but ignored. "I'll never find my way in there" i sighed "i dont want to be a pain, but will you show me the way?" I asked a bit shyly. His eyes widened and he almost looked scared. He broke eye contact with me and looked down at the ground. "Um yeah i'll show you" he mumbled "but im going to have to leave as soon as we find cris, um i have somewhere to be"
"Thank you thats kind" i smiled. He smiled back and began to walk off, i followed after him.

"So you have a son right?" He asked as we walked
"Yeah, manny" i smiled
"He's Neymars son right?" He asked and i nodded. "Ah thats right, i remember seeing them together at la Liga final, they looked really happy together- i am so sorry!" He suddenly blurted out putting his hands across his mouth and it made me jump. "I didnt mean it in a bad way! Please dont tell Cristiano!" He pleaded. I looked at him shocked, the poor guy looked completely terrified. "Its okay, i didnt think you meant it in a bad way, i wont say anything" i soothed trying to calm him down, i was starting to think he had some kind of nervous issue.

He took a deep breath and started to walk again. "Anyway, i have a daughter around his age, called salome" he said, i noticed his eyes lit up when he spoke about his daughter, they same way mine did when i talked about manny. "She's coming to the next game, so her and manny can hang out together" he said happily
"Aww that will be nice, he doesnt have any friends in Madrid yet" i replied smiling.

We arrived at the big building. We were a few meters away from the door and James reached out his arm to open it when it suddenly flung open and Marcelo appeared. "Carla!" He exclaimed with a big smile on his face as he hugged me and kissed my cheeks. I had met him before at the game last week but i didnt expect him to be so warm. "Hey Marcelo" i laughed hugging him back, his warmth made me smile. James stood next to us with wide eyes like a rabbit in the headlights.

"So how have you been since i last saw you? And hows manny? He really is one of the cutest little kids ive met" he grinned at me. I was about to reply but suddenly the door flung open again and a kinda angry looking Cristiano appeared. James instantly jumped about 3 meters away from me but Marcelo stayed where he was. Cristiano focused his glare on Marcelo, the coach stood next to him just looked fed up, "please Marcelo" the coach sighed. Marcelo rolled his eyes and walked off, i heard him mutter something to himself as he went
"Cristiano one more thing then i'll let you leave" the coach said.
"Fine" he groaned and the two dissapreard back behind the door.

"What was that about?" I asked a little surprised.
"Umm" james stammered as we watched Marcelo walking off to his car "i guess you could say its just a little politics" he shrugged managing a small laugh.

The door opened again and the coach stepped out and walked off with out bothering to look at me and James. A few seconds later Cristiano appeared. He looked at James suspiciously. "Um well i helped you find Cristiano, just like you asked, have a nice evening guys" he smiled walking off, his voice almost sounded a bit nervous. I looked up at cristiano so he could explain what the hell was happening but he completely ignored it.

"Hey babe!" He smiled happily. He stepped towards me and opened out his arms. I thought he was going to hug me but instead he lifted me up into the air. "Hey" i giggled.
"I missed you!" He cooed pressing a kiss on my lips.
"I missed you too" i laughed "you ready to go?"
"Yeah, lets go" he said putting me back down. He took my hand in his and walked me back across the parking lot to his car. "I'll drive, i know a really nice place to take you" he smiled.

Cristiano's car pulled up outside a fancy old building with steps leading up to the entrance. A valet opened to door for me and i got out. Cristiano hurried around the front of his car to join me. "Lets go" he smiled taking my hand. He lead me up the stairs towards a man in a suit who was stood at a little stand by the entrance. "Do you have a reservation?" I asked as we got closer. "Pfft! I havent made a reservation for about 10 years" he laughed.

The man at the stand looked up and his eyes widened when he saw cristiano walking towards him. "Two please" Cristiano said casually. "Umm right away sir!" The man said. He lead us through the main part of the restaurant over to a quieter table by the window. "Is this table okay for you sir?" He asked.
"Yeah this will be fine" Cristiano replied looking around. The man sat us down and gave us menus before leaving.

"So" Cristiano said looking up at me with his sparkling eyes "have you enjoyed your first week in Madrid?"
"Every minute of it" i smiled.

Before he could speak again two waiters arrived. One placed an expensive bottle of champagne down on the table and the other one took our orders.

"Am i treating you okay?" He grinned
"Youre treating me more than okay" i laughed "i feel like a princess because of you." He smile on his face grew bigger when i said this. "You are staying here right?" He asked. I thought to myself. He looked into my eyes and i felt my heartache a bit, he looked so desperate for me to say yes. "Of course im staying" i smiled and he instantly looked happy again. "I do have to go back to Barcelona though, just for a bit" i said "so i can sort stuff out"
"Like what?" He asked
"My appartment, friends, family, then i guess mannys dad too"
"What about me?" He smiled
"I mean Neymar" i said looking down. The second the words left my mouth i regretted them. I looked back up at Cristiano, i expected him to look hurt but he didnt, he was sat up in his seat and with raised eyebrows, like he was concentrating. "Sorry, i didnt mean that" i mumbled
"Thats okay" he shrugged.

Suddenly a waitor appeared and broke the awkwardness with our meals. He put them down and left again and we started to eat quietly. I still felt really bad for what i had said and i was trying really hard to think of something to say that would make it better but i couldn't. I watched him as he ate, he was obviously distracted by something, probably something to do with what i said. He looked up and we made eye contact with each other.

"Carla theres something i need to ask" he sighed putting down his fork. I did the same and looked back at him.
"What is it?" I asked
"Look, you dont have to tell me if you really dont want to, but please, i really think i should know, what happened between you and Neymar?" He asked seriously. I felt a bolt of nerves shoot through my entire body, i hated that question more than anything in the world, i hated it so much that i had only ever managed to tell it to the closest people in my life, and even then it normally ended up with me shaking and in tears. I looked down and bit my lip. "Please carla" he said gently. I looked back up into his eyes. I guess he deserved to know. "Okay" i said quietly.

I took a deep breath and started from the beginning. "When i was 17, i lost my mom" i began, already my voice was coming out weak. His eyes widened "carla i am so sorry!" He exclaimed.
"Its okay" i said quietly, i really didnt want to get into a conversation about my mom as well, that would finish me. "Anyhow, her loss damaged my family so bad we had to get away, just so we could think about something else for a change, my dad decided since my sister in law had been so good to us, we should go to her home city for her birthday, so a few months after i turned 18, we got on a plane and went to Rio De Janeiro" i paused to take a breath and calm myself before i had to say the more difficult parts of the story.

"Anyway, thats where i met Neymar" i said, the name made all sorts of emotions start racing around my head.
"How old was he?" Cristiano asked
"19 i think, maybe 20" i shrugged "we were just stupid kids, we didn't know anything about each other but i still fell for him and he fell for me" i felt tears form in my eyes "we did the typical stupid thing and slept together, i didn't even know what was happening, it was my first time, then two weeks later, i found out i was pregnant with Manny" i said. I was hoping to god that Cristiano wouldnt ask more questions and i could leave the story there, but he didnt. "Then what happened" he asked quietly. I took a breath in trying to calm myself. I felt sick to my stomach with nerves, those were memories i was trying my hardest to forget about and i hadn't looked back on them in years. I took another breath and started to revisit them.

FLASHBACK

"Well, ummm Im pregnant, and youre the father" i stammered. The smile disappeared from his face instantly and instead his face went unreadable . "Youre serious?" He said looking into my eyes. I nodded silently.
He put his head into his hands "shit" he groaned to himself. "Youre sure its mine?" He said looking up again
"Of course!" I said a little offended "i told you, that was my first time"
"Okay" he nodded looking straight ahead and he bit his lip. It was silent for at least two minutes. I could tell he was thinking in his head, i couldn't tell what though, he hadn't reacted as badly as i had but he definitely wasnt happy either. I sat there in silence, almost too nervous to breath.

After a few more minutes he finally spoke "Right" he said standing up " umh i think i should go and get you my contact details, you know so we can arrange anything that needs to be arranged. Umh thanks for telling me, i think thats what im supposed to say right?" He said. He stood up and walked away heading over to the elevator doors. He looked back over his shoulder at me a few times, his face expressionless. He got into the elevator and the doors shut behind him.

I leaned my head back on the couch and took a deep breath. I looked down and saw my hands were shaking, i didn't realize i was that nervous. I felt myself calm down a bit, he took it better than i thought he would. He obviously wasn't happy about it right now, but at least he was being mature about it. Adriana was right, telling him made me feel better about it. Maybe if we kept enough contact and he helped me through it this wouldn't be so bad.

I was glad he wanted to keep contact, i know it was stupid but i really liked him. He wasnt like any of the boys i used to talk to back in Spain, i wasn't sure what it was about him but there was something that made me feel something i couldnt describe when i was with him, no one had ever had that effect on me before.

I leaned back in the couch and though to myself. About my baby, about Neymar, what we should do about it. The more i thought about the more i wanted to keep the baby, this was my baby, with my genes and my blood, i didnt want to give it away. I thought about what my brother and dad were going to say, obviously theyd be furious, with me and even worse with Neymar. Maybe i should tell them when we got back to Spain, just incase Miguel tried to do something.

"Carla!" A voice made me snap out of my thoughts. I looked across the lobby and saw adriana running towards me. My brother and dad were following behind her with all the bags. "Carla thank god there you are!" She exclaimed reaching me. "Whats going on?" I said looking around. My dad and miguel were talking to the man at reception.

"Carla we've been looking for you everywhere its time to go" Adriana said sounding panicked
"What are you talking about?! You said i had 40 mins before i needed to be back!" I exclaimed getting worried, we couldn't leave yet, Neymar still wasn't back. "Carla its midday, youve been gone for over an hour"

As soon as she said that the world around me seemed to freeze, all i could focus on were the emotions that had just crashed in to me like a tonne of bricks, i didn't know what emotions they were but they were horrible. "Carla? Carla!" I could hear Adrianas distant voice. I couldn't focus on her though, i had realized what was happening, he wasn't coming back. "He left me" i said unable to believe it.
"What?!" She exclaimed quietly with wide eyes.
"He left me, he's not coming back!" I said to her completely shocked.
"Oh my god!" She exclaimed sitting on the couch next to me.
"He left me!" I said again and i immediately began to burst out in tears.
"I cant believe this is happening!" She breathed as she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me in close "filho da puta!"

"Hey, whats going on?!" My brother Miguel exclaimed sounding worried, he began to quickly walk over to us but adriana stopped him. "We'll all talk back in Spain" she said to him and turned her attention back to me.
"Dont worry, its going to be okay" she soothed
"I hate him" i cried quietly

END OF FLASHBACK

As soon as i finished telling my story i broke down in tears at the table, telling it had opened a floodgate to all the old terrible memories and emotions that came and washed over me. "Im sorry, its just really hard to speak about" i cried. Cristiano got up from his seat and quickly came over to me and crouched down by my side. "Hey its okay" he said taking my hand "carla i wouldnt have asked if i knew it was that bad" he said sounding shocked.
"Its okay" i cried quietly wiping my eys
"I cant believe he did that to you!" Cristiano excalimed quietly "jesus.. What a dick!"
"Im going to go the bathroom" i said standing up
"Okay sure"

I stood in front of the mirror and looked at my tearstained face, what was happening to me.. I was stonger than this, i had managed four years with out crying one single tear over what happened then in the space of ten minutes i probably cried over 100. Why was it suddenly having such an effect on me, why was he suddenly having such an effect on me, i felt like i was 18 all over again. "Dont think about him" i told myself. "Think about Cristiano. You have him now"

I wiped any remain tears away and left the bathroom. I walked back to the table. Cristiano was sat sipping on his champagne looking out of the window. "Hey" i said quietly sitting down
"Hey babe" he said looking at me sympathetically "you okay?"
"Im fine" i smiled quietly
"Im really sorry i upset you" he said sounding guilty
"Its okay, it wasn't your fault" i said. I took a sip of my champagne, i didn't want to eat any more food, i had completely lost my appetite.

"Well, at least, you got manny right" he smiled at me. I felt myself cheer up hearing my sons name.
"Thats true" i smiled.
"He really is the cutest little thing" he laughed. He looked back at me and looked into my eyes "do you want to have more kids?" He asked. I honestly felt shocked he had asked me that, we hadnt even been together a month.
"Well yeah i do, but when the times right" i replied
"You dont think nows a good time?" He asked
"Not right now" i replied
"What about when we get home?" He asked with a little smile and we both started to laugh.

"So do you want dessert?" Cristiano asked
"No thanks, I'm not hungry anymore"
"Lets go then"

~cristiano~

We got into the car and started to drive back. "Woah" I exclaimed "i didnt realized how late it was" i said looking at the clock in my car. It said half ten. "Sorry, thats kinda my fault" Carla said sounding a bit embarrassed.
"Dont worry about it beautiful" i said taking her hand.

Honestly, i felt guilty for making her tell me in the middle of a restaurant, some people couldn't stop staring once she started crying, there would probably be a stupid story in the media tomorrow about us. I felt bad about what happened to her too, i knew Neymar could be a moody psychopath, but i couldn't believe he would do that, thats why she didnt want to tell me, the story was ten times worse than i thought it would be. However, it wasnt completely bad, that story showed neymar has nothing on me, i could easily be a better man to carla than him, and if he tried to stop me, that story was perfect blackmail, if that got leaked to the media it would end his career, and he knew it.

I looked over at Carla, even if i could stop Neymar trying to get her back, i couldnt stop her going back to Neymar. What if she still has feelings for him? She said in her story she had been crazy about him, and that idiot Marcelo said she was still in love with him. If i lost a woman as good as Carla to a fool like Neymar id never get over it. somethings has to be done, and i think i knew what it was

~Carla~

We arrived home and we walked back into the house. "You feeling better now?" Cristiano said wrapping his arm around my waist as we walked through the house. The lights were off and both manny and maria were asleep in bed. "Yeah im fine" i smiled.

I opened the door to our bedroom and i was about to walk through when he grabbed my hips and pulled me back. "Youre so beautiful" he muttered
~a/n~

So do you guys think another little baby's on its way? 👼🏽

So i did two today because right now its so snowy and cold and i hate it so im stuck in my home until the snow goes, i'll probably update tomorow too and dont worrs neymar will be back very soon 😉

Ps i feel so dumb asking but does anyone reading this speak portugues because i have no idea how to say a
maria chuteira in English, does anyone know?? I really need to know for another chapter