Not a secret anymore •Marco Reus / Lionel Messi•

Chapter 9

Tuesday

My lesson will start at 10 am today, so I have some time for internet. I opened my laptop and started searching for some information about Barcelona. I am thinking about it. But still, it could get worse than it already is. Bild's page appeared on the screen and I gasped for air. 'Marco Reus has adductor problems. Seen with a woman. Did the misterious woman made some damage?' A woman? Oh. Okay. Fine. I'm not gonna cry. Shit. Tears are already falling down. Okay. Enough!

I knocked on the classroom's door and heard 'come in'. Okay then. I opened the door and put a smile on. "Good morning." I greeted the professor and he smiled. "Oh. Good morning Ms....Burton." he said and I nodded. "I was thinking about it. And...I wonder what my job would look like?" I asked and he chuckled. "Well, there are gonna be about 5 students in Barcelona. Once you will spend a day with the manager, the next time you will work on reception. 2 days working at the hotel, 2 days of school and Friday should be free. At least, that's how it was the last year." he said and I put it down on a paper. "Where would I live?" I asked. "At the hotel." he said and I smiled. "Thank you. Well, I...I..." I couldn't finish. It hurts, saying that I'm leaving a city and a man I love, but...I need to absorb the pain alone. At least I think it will be better that way. "You don't have to decide now, Miss." he said and I shook my head. "I'll go there. For 3 months. Then I'll come back and will think about the next year." I said and he smiled. "When would you like to leave?" he asked and I bit my lip. My parents do know that I really wanna leave. Robin and Marcel know too so they should be...ready for me leaving. And...Marco doesn't need to know. I don't wanna see him. And neither does he.

"As soon as possible." I said and he nodded. "What's your next lesson?" he asked and I looked on my timetable. "Actually, I have 1 hour before it starts." I said and he stood up. "Do you wanna settle some things at the office?" he asked and I nodded. This is it. I'm leaving. Actually, running away. "Could...could you give me time? Til tomorrow? I need to tell my parents that I'm leaving for 100 per cent." I said and he nodded. "Yes, sure. So, come at 8 tomorrow." he said and I nodded. "Thank you. Do...do you know any more details?" I asked and he giggled. "You will get money for working on the reception. Barcelona is amazing city and I am sure you will love it there. Because I know that you work hard. So you can manage it." he said and I smiled. "Thank you professor." I said and left. I started crying again. I am leaving a man I love over everything behind. But the target is clearly clear - forget Marco and push the love away. I need to do it. I wouldn't react like this if he hadn't said 'we can't meet each other anymore'. Okay then, you will not see the girl who loves you. You won't have to live with an uncomfortable feeling of me being around. I am leaving.

7:30 pm
Marcel's POV

I dialed Marco's number as soon as I learned that he won't play. He doesn't know that Ana wants to leave for Barcelona. We decided not to tell him so he could be fully focused on the match. But now, that he doesn't play, I can tell him. "I called Nina today. She said that Ana is sure of leaving." Robin said while he kept driving to Signal Iduna. "Does she agree?" I asked. Marco just answer the stupid phone! "She told me that Ana doesn't care about it. She just wants to leave asap." he said. Why was Marco so stupid to tell her that they can't meet each other anymore? Jesus Christ! He's a dead man if Ana leaves.

Marco got in the car and so Robin started driving at once. "She what?" Marco asked and I looked behind my shoulder. "She wants to leave. Barcelona. 3 months now, summer in Dortmund and then she'll think about going there to finish the school." I said and he sighed. "Where do you know this from? You said that she doesn't talk to you." he said annoyed. I. Will. Kill. Him. "Listen up, I know it from Nina. And believe me this is not our plan to set you two up." I exclaimed and he nodded. "Sorry. But...why would she leave?" Marco asked. Oh God. Is he this stupid about woman or he's just playing dummie? "She doesn't wanna be here anymore. She lost you Marco." I yelled and Robin almost slapped my head. "Shut up. We'll be there in a few!" Robin exclaimed and I took a deep breath. Marco was just looking out of the window. Doesn't he realize that we're about to lose our friend? "Look, if you don't wanna go, then we can drive you back. Because you clearly don't look like you care that she's leaving!" I yelled and he shook his head. "You don't know how guilty I feel. She said that she's loved me for the past 5 years! Do you understand?" he exclaimed and I shook my head in disbelief. "Believe me, she feels much worse." I muttered under my breath.

Ana's POV
8:30 pm

The kick-off is just about to happen. I don't watch it. I don't follow the result. I don't even know the line up. I just wanna start forgetting him. I was about to drag my feet into my bedroom when the door-bell rang. I opened it. "Hi Ana." Marcel said and walked in. Robin followed him. Marco. "Hi." he mumbled. I walked in the living room and crossed my arms over my chest. I feel comfortable like this. "What do you want?" I asked and Robin looked around. "You can't leave." he said and I looked away. "Did you plan to let me know about it?" I heard Marco asking. I didn't look at him because I know that I'd start crying. For sure. "No. You don't care." I mumbled and he spun me around. "I've been your friend for the most of your life. I do care!" he said and I rubbed my eyes to keep the tears away. "Friend. Here we go again." I whispered and pulled away from him. "I'm leaving. I can't stay here." I said and Robin looked down on the floor. "Ana, we love you. We don't wanna lose you." Marcel said and I smiled sadly. The one who I want to speak is the most quiet one. "But I wanna get rid of the pain. And I will do it." I said and walked to the hall. My heart aches by now, but I opened the door and looked at them with teary eyes. "Leave." I said and they padded away. "Please don't." Marco said, but I kept looking on the floor. He placed a kiss on my forehead and I pulled away. "Don't fuck with my heart Marco. Don't!" I said and shut the door. My heart is bleeding, aching while being completely broken.

Will she leave or not?
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