Everything's gonna be alright (English)✅

Chapter 38

So we are all sitting on the sofa and Marshall has taken Lily on his lap. He tells exactly what happened and we listen eagerly. At that moment, a call comes in. It's an unknown only...

Ma: hmm...unknown...maybe the hospital...

Jo: Yeah, you should pick up...

He puts Lily down and goes to the kitchen. We look at him and he takes off.

Ma: Hello? Who's there?

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Ma: Is he fine?

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Ma: What message? Shall we come?

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Ma: he- he died?

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Ma: thanks...bye...

He lets the phone sink and turns away from us. I see exactly how he twitches... He leans on his arm at the kitchen counter. I get up and walk slowly towards him. I nudge his arm and I hug him. My tears are running down too...

Jo: he didn't make it, right?

Ma: no...they killed him...

We release ourselves from the embrace again and he pulls an angry facial expression...

Jo: what do you think of?

I ask him insecure...

Ma: they killed him, so now it's my turn to kill them...

Jo: come down... Lily is next to us...

Ma: I don't care! They didn't either!

Jo: Marshall no, please just don't get in trouble...

Ma: he died! Okay?! Just let me...

There he breaks off with his sentence, opens the kitchen drawer, pulls something out and puts it in his trouser pocket. I'm still trying to stop him, but he just gets out of the way and grabs his jacket and leaves the front door with a loud rattling...

Jo: Marshall! Don't!

Ma: Take care of Lily! See you later! Or not...

Jo: What?! Hey!

I keep calling after him but he pulls his own thing through me... great... I sit down with Lily and lean back on the couch and let my head sink on the backrest...

Fuck.

Whatever he does now, it's not good...

Li: where is he going?

Jo: he thinks he has to get revenge on someone...

Li: On who?

Jo: I don't think he knows that himself...

Li: he will be fine, right? And I can get a new pair of shoes...?

I look down at her, in fact, her shoes have almost disintegrated...

Jo: yes Lily, I promise you everythings gonna be alright...

She smiles and then takes out her painting block. She scribbling something on it. Then she looks between us and offers me a pen. I'll grab this one and we'll paint together. After all, it's already evening. I cooked Lily something else to eat. Then I put her to sleep...I must have tried to call Marshall 20 times, but he was never available...slowly I'm really worried...

I sit desperately on the sofa and look at the TV. After all, it rumles loudly. The door opens and Marshall stumbles in.

I jump up and go to him.

Jo: what happened?! It's 11pm?! And how do you look?!

He looks badly dressed, a black eye, scratches, blood flows down his face and he holds his arm. He falls to the ground and I sit down with him.

Jo: Hey?! Can you hear me? Marshall?

Ma: yeah...

Jo: who did that?

Ma: actually, I did it myself...

Jo: Funny, so?

Ma: those guys who did that to proof...

Jo: You found them?

Ma: yeah, and they aren't very social...

Jo: I already noticed... Com'on...

I go up and he lets himself fall on the couch...I bring him a glass of water and a damp cloth to clean the wounds first... He looks really bad too straightened...not nice...

So I help him and he stumbles first into the bathroom and then into bed. I can't close a single eye this night. Not even blinking is really possible. So compared to Germany, this is basically somehow survival of the fittest, isn't it? Well. In any case, I'm lying awake as long as I am. Until it slowly gets a little brighter again. Then I'll get my cell phone and sit on the sofa.

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683 words, 03/29/2023, 00:14

So, here's another part, yeah...

I watched Germany against Belgium earlier, unfortunately 3:2 for Belgium, but the Germans were actually relatively good in the second half...well...please vote again, I would be very happy :)

Bye :)

~L.S.