Date: Fri, 28 Nov 2008 00:58:46 +0200 From: Frank Carter <frankcarter07@gmail.com> Subject: Can this be real chapter 4 As always none of these events in this story is true. It is fiction thought out by me, the author and has no real connection on Cristiano Ronaldo or Wayne Rooney. As always comments, suggestions and advice is always welcome at frankcarter07@gmail.com CAN THIS BE REAL 4 RETROSPECT Seventeen year old Taylor, a farmboy living with his father, has a reality check when the one and only Cristiano Ronaldo makes an accident infront of their gate and loses his memory in the process. He takes Cristiano in to nurse him back to health and eventually can't help falling inlove with the sexy Portuguese. He does everything he can to help Cristiano to remember and finally Wayne Rooney, finds them and demands that Cristiano goes with him to get the help he needs, and Cristiano refuses as he cannot remember Wayne. Wayne leaves angrily, threatning Taylor and accusing him for being after Cristiano's money. For a long time, Taylor just stood there next to Cris, watching this Wayne guy storm off and driving away. He feels Cris's arms around him but none of that matters. He was in big shit, no two ways about it. "You OK?" he hears Cris ask but he turns away, walking back to the lake. He feels Cristiano behind him as he pulls him into a hug. Standing there in the arms of the man that he had hopelessly fallen in love with, Taylor's young mind was screaming to be set free. Cris had to go back. It was a simple as that. Taylor pulled away from Cris. "Cris, come on get in the car so I can drive you to the nearest police station. You'll get help there and there are doctors and stuff to help you remember. Let's just go, that guy will be back with reporters and TV cameras and all kinds of shit, please let's just get you back!" Cristiano shook his head. "No, I don't want to." "Cris, if we don't do this it's gonna look like I kidnapped you or something! You want that to happen to me?" Cris leaned over and kissed Taylor softly on the lips. "No, ofcourse not. Taylor there is something that I need to tell you..." Before Cristiano could finish what he was about to say, Taylor heard his father calling him to help with the horses and to clean the stables. The leaned into Cris, feeling the slight stubble underneath the Portuguese strong cheekbone and kissed his neck softly. After that he and Cristiano walked over to the stables to do what had to be done. That afternoon as they were sitting at the lake once more, Cristiano leaned over and looked at Taylor, running his fingers through his hair. "I know that people are looking for me, I know that im a famous person, but no one can get me away here if I don't want to go, no?" "Im not sure, Cris. You've got amnesia and once you get your memory back im sure you'll kick yourself for throwing your career away. Please just go back and let professionals help you. Just remember, you'll always have a home here at Forgiven." Just as Taylor had stopped talking, he heard a noise at the gate. It sounded like a car. Now it could have been anyone but somehow both knew who it was and when Taylor stood up, so did Cristiano, taking Taylor's hand and together they walked over to the car. Once they got close they could see that Wayne guy and he had brought someone with him this time. "You see that? They are fucking holding hands, mate. Please just talk some sence into him. Maybe he will come round once he hears his own language." The tall, black guy came closer and Taylor felt he had to protect Cristiano against him. But then the guy started to speak and Taylor couldn't understand shit. He clung onto Cristiano as he looked up at him, taking in the concentration deepining on that handsome face. In seeing this, Wayne walked up to Taylor. "Bet you didn't think about this, haven't you? You see, my man Nani here is Portuguese aswell, and maybe, just maybe Cris will remember something and see you for the pervert that you are." Taylor swallowed carefully, still holding Cris's hand. This was getting ugly. Why didn't he take Cris to the damn hospital that first fucking night? He looked at Cris. For the first time a little light seemed to open in Cristiano's head while the new guy spoke to him in Portuguese. He understood what was said, and it bothered him as it actually made sence. The guy spoke faster and faster, urging Cristiano to come with them, back to Manchester, back to training, back to the fans, back to the life of luxary instead of a farm and to leave this munipulator who only wanted his money. Cris started to sweat as everything became too much for him. His head was spinning as he looked from the guy towards Wayne and from there towards Taylor. Suddenly the word `Madeira' came into his fragile mind...what could it mean...he was getting flashes as through seeing it as negatives on a photolens of himself, running with a ball at his feet...people screaming and cheering...people chanting... "That boy Ronaldo...! "Only one Ronaldo...! "Number seven...Cristiano Ronaldo!" "MANCHESTER UNITED ARE THE CHAMPIONS OF EUROPE, YET AGAIN!" "Cris, what the hell, man?" Taylor screamed as he saw Cris's eyes roll back in his head as he trembled towards the ground. ************* Cristiano opened his eyes slowly and tried to focus them. He could make out the white walls, the white sheets, why the hell was he in hospital? He looked to his right to see Wayne there. "Hey mate, you're awake! Don't worry. You're going to be fine." "Hope the gaffer isn't angry about this, what happened, Wayne? Can I play Saturday?" "Shit mate, you have no idea how glad I am hearing you say that! Tell me, what is the last thing that you remember?" Cris thought of a bit before he shivered. "I was...I was coming back from this concert I went to...i can't remember what happened after that...why am I here?" Wayne put a reasuring arm around him. "Don't you worry about that, mate. Im just glad that you're okay." *************** In the interogation room where Taylor was waiting for the officer to interview him about the kidnapping charge that was made against him, he looked up to see Wayne coming into the room. "How is he?" "Funny you should ask that. Cristiano has got his memory back. Now he will finally be rid of you. You wanted to get your hands on his money and status by keeping him there at your farm. I just don't know how you thought you were going to succeed in doing that." With that he walked out, leaving Taylor with a flow of tears and a broken heart. Thanks for reading. Any comments about the story can be sent to frankcarter07@gmail.com. I know this is a short chaper but you know how busy exam time can be. I really hope you enjoyed it.