Summer Of Broken Hearts.

chapter 18

This last week passing by fast, like last week. Every morning I will wake up, do my thing, run with my new friends, and then Otto will show up, everytime, way more elegan casual. Like if he would like to get my attention.

He brought me to very beautiful and amazing spots, he would take from Jutladen to Malmö in sweeden. Weather If we have to get boat or not, best food places and lots and lots of coffee and photos. There were no picture without us. Mostly always together, like a couple.

The week was nearly gone, and reality was going to come back. We were in Copenhagen center, walking in the canal. As all the week, Otto would grab my hand and sticked like glue. A sealing difficult to broke. We will drank wine and have fancy food. Something that I was not actually comfortable. We were in a fancy place. It was quiet new, floweles making it feel like we were in the middle of nowhere, but fancy.

" so, I hope you like being here" said Otto while he drinks wine.

" I did, thank you" I smile.

" so... what the plan?" Making small circles with his glass of wine.

" back to reality, I guess"

" you can stay here, and we could still doing things together " making it as an option.

" if it your way, to tell me you are going to miss me, I will miss you too" I smile again." Who is going to take me to cinema, or the theater with a story that I barely understand..." laugthing." Or starling me and making broke the house. Or show me amazing places." Being funny, I saw he was smiling. That was my full intentions make something sad in actual not big deal.

" but you can stay here, and we could still doing things like this" lowing his voice, while he was losing his smile.

" maybe, in another time"

We ate and still talking, we walk a bit much longer and then he took me home. He got at the door like last time that he took me at home. " are you coming in?, or tonight won't be as well." I said looking at him. He was starring, he didn't say anything for a moment.

" do you enjoy, your job?" Broken his silence.

" no, but I promess, that if I leave I would grant a persone to work with my college." I answered lookingnat him.

" so, why do you still working for them?"

" because, I am working on something else, and until doesn't give me any profitable currency I have to be there"

" I can take of you"

" thanks, but I am not interested on your money, nor the fact that you are a famous actor here"

" why not?"

" I... I want to creat my own name, based on my belives, so I don't want to be the girl of... who is with who... and she got it because... I want to earned by myself"

" but I can help"

I walk to Otto. I hug him. But nothing for what he want right now stand for, I don't want it with him. I still have somehow my mental battle with Lydia on my head and heart.

" I know, but I don't want it" I said while I layed my head on his chest.

" just stay " he muttered.

" I can't, sorry... do you want to do the last one ?" I separated from him, he looked at me, I saw those fires on his eyes. I was affraid he would grab me and do something to regret.

He step out, down his head " good night Marta" he close the door, and I can here his steps go further. I still standing in front of the door.

" good night " I muttered. Something deep down was bothering me. I run tonthe window I can see him leaving the building, he turns to my window, we were looking for a moment. I am having that feeling. The heavy weight, the nude on my stomach, the tear up. What the fuck is wrong with me. I though.

I went to sleep. I could stop to roll, left right, I left the bed walking side to side from my room, I went to the livingroom, I am watching through the window. Nobody on the street. Back to bed. I lost track of time, when Kevin find my instagram.

<< hey it is Kevin, I wonder if you need a ride?

I can take you to the airport
Xx>>

I read it. I am nervous. I started to tap.

<< Hi Kevin,

If it doesn't bother you, I will accept your ride gladly
Xx>>

<< cool, time?>>

<< my flight it is at ten o'clock >>

<< got it>>

I tried to go to sleep, I still rolling, I still walking, god dam it. I thought again. I didn't stop to think what was Otto trying to pull off.

It next morning I woke up, my small group of running was at my door, ringing the bell. " coming " I open it, it that moment I wish was Otto, I need so urgently to talk him. But it wasn't, but I still glad to say good bye them too.

" we know you leave, so let's make breaky!!" Said Simone, she walked in like if it were her own very house, leaving bags of food on top. In no time breakfast was done. We laught, eat and told how much we all going to miss each other. I picked up everything, Lukas help me with the baggage, to go down. Kevin was already there. He was in a classic SEAT panda. I was stonished that those cars still rolling in roads.

" hop on, we are going to do late" hurries up Kevin putting everything in his car. Meanwhile I was hugging and saying good bye to everyone.

I was finishing an adventure, I contemplated during my driving to the airport, the houses, the monuments, how the city was changing. We arrived to the airport. I hug Kevin, and he began to tear.

" oh don't cry baby, I will come to visit you as soon as I can " hugging way harder.

" ok, but I am not good saying good bye." He sobs.

" then let's just say see you soon" cherring up.

He noods his head affirmative, we spend a little bit longer hugging. I went inside, and then I walk till my door. There were three hours of flight, and reality was ready to slap me in my face again.

If I was wondering something. I still not understanding what happen with Otto and I. But something was telling me this is the end of what it could be us.