Not a secret anymore •Marco Reus / Lionel Messi•

Chapter 2

Tuesday

The moment I came back home I fell asleep. So my cheeks are pinky pink right now. I sat down on the chair in the classroom and waited for Lena. She texted me that she fell asleep so she will be a bit late. I was readying something in my economics' textbook when my phone rang. A new message? If she textes me that she won't come, I'll kill her. I need somebody to talk to. I opened the text. 'Hi Annie, Marco got us tickets for the weekend. There's one for ya too!' from Marcel. No. It's like a torture, but also pleasure to me to watch Marco playing. Pleasure, because I can see the way he enjoys it. Torture, because every time he hits the ground, my heart stops.

Lena ran into the classroom with the professor following her. She sat down next to me breathlessly and I chuckled. "Slept good?" I asked and she rolled her eyes. Her blond hair were messy and there was no mascara to show off her beautiful blue eyes. On the other hand my brown hair, which used to be auburn about 5 years ago, were in a pony tail and my mascara showed off my green eyes. I need to look normal though I don't feel like it. "You'll tell me what happened after the lesson, okay?" she asked and I nodded. I sent her a message that I'm gonna kill myself right after coming back home yesterday. Yeah, I was desperate.

I sat down on the bench and Lena joined me. "So, why did you want to kill yourself?" she asked and I leaned my head on the wall behind me. "Marco." I said and heard her sigh. "What happened?" she asked and I looked at her. "I've been too emotional around him lately." I said and she looked away. "You will have to tell him one day." she said and I shook my head. "No." I said and heard that my heart started beating harder. "Ana, this is not good for you. You keep suffering." she said and I nodded. "I'll keep suffering if it means that I won't lose him." I said and she looked at me again. "Either you tell him, or he will find out somehow." she said and I stood up. "Lesson calls." I said and started walking to the classroom. What I said is truth. I'd rather keep suffering than lose him.

"Ana!" I heard Lena calling my name while I was walking towards my car. "What?" I mumbled. Well, talking about Marco took some energy out of me. She reached me and smiled sadly. "An, I'm sorry if I was pushing on you." she said and I chuckled sadly. "It's fine." I said and she nodded. I got in my Audi q7 and took a deep breath. My eyes are teary. Again. I won't cry. I just won't.

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I was under my blnket lying on my sofa and watching some kind of soap opera on MTV. My phone started ringing and so I reached for it. "Yep?" I answered still looking on the TV. "Ana? Are you at home?" Marcel's voice. "Yeah. Why?" I asked. "I was expeting you to come and get your ticket." he said and I chuckled sadly. "No. I'm at home." I said. "Are you okay?" he asked. If I say yes, he will want to see me. If I say no, he will freak out. "I am fine. But I'm tired." I said. "Oh. Okay. I'll let you relax. Oh, Robin says hi." he said and I giggled. And Marco? Marco doesn't say hi? "Bye. I say hi too." I said and hung up.

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The door-bell rang what got me thinking who the hell is at my door at 7 in the evening? I wrapped the blanket around my body and dragged my feet to the hall. I opened the door and smiled. "Hi Robin." I said. He's always cared about me the most. Marcel and...and Marco care about me too, but Robin does the most. "Hi Ana. Just to let you know, I'm not buying any of those I'm just tired talks." he had said before walking past me. "I really am tired." I tried to made him believe it. He sat down on the sofa and I did the same. He looked at me and sighed. "It's not cold here. Wh are you wrapped in this?" he asked and pointed on the blanket. "I..." I couldn't think of any excuse. I guess I just wanted to imagine how it'd be like to lie next to Marco with his arms around me. I know that you might think I'm crazy, but imagine my situation for a moment. Being in love with your friend and looking at all those women who want him while not being able to do anything with it because you have no right for it.

"Ana listen. You've been strange since yesterday. What. Is. Going. On?" he asked slowly and I sighed. I can't say. "Ana, either you will speak or I'm gonna pour cold water on you!" Robin exclaimed and I rolled my eyes. "I am fine." I said and he stood up. "I came after Marcel told me that you are just tired. You can be happy that I came alone without Marcel and Marco who would beat you just to get some words out of you." he said and I stood up. I hugged him because he really cares. "If you could help, I'd have already told you." I said and he furrowed his eyebrows. "So something is going on." he said and I bit my lip. He deserves to know, but I know that he wouldn't keep his mouth shut. "But you don't have to worry." I said. "Ana, are you in troubles?" he asked. Yes, in whole lot of troubles. And it won't change itself anytime soon. "No, I'm not." I said and I can say that he is annoyed right now. "Robin thanks for coming. But... let me sleep." I said trying to get him away so I won't have to face any more questions. "Okay." he snapped offended and started walking away. "Robin say hi to Marcel. Thank you for caring." I said and he turned around. "What about Marco? He cares too." he said and my heart skipped a beat. "Marco too." I mumbled and he sighed. He opened the door and took a step out. "I don't know why, but my head keeps saying that you aren't as fine as you say." he said and closed the door behind him.

I wish this would be just some kind of fever. I'd get some pills, hot tea and I'd sleep it off. What a shame it's not a fever. It's like a war, you go there, but you never come back the same.

Thanks everybody who commented and voted on the 1st chapter :-) I hope you'll like this story.
So, Robin might know something. What will happen next?