From the exterior appearance and his chilly behavior, it was impossible for anyone to realize what was Marco really going through. He was smiling all the time, smiling to his entourage, family, being the most of caring sweet uncle with his little Nico, laughing at his own improvised silly jokes, if you didn't get well along Marco, you'd have said the boy was doing fine indeed. Honestly, among all the people around, the little Nico was the only one that could bring out the best of Marco, and some smiles, Nico was Marco's little sunshine. Beside his jovial expression, a sad man was hiding there. All what his close circle could do was to follow up Marco's motion and his will, and act as all was so normal, though of the severity of the situation, also it might was a sort of tactic to not twist the knife deeper in his mental agony. A diversion perhaps. They did were mindful of his ongoing pain, and their worry did rise higher on each day. Each new day was a supplementary day filled with brain torture, and surely dark thoughts tormenting their dearest Marco. He was so helpless.
06/12/2014 - @iroom club
Again, it was one of those Cocaine party held at the Iroom club in the city of Dortmund, one of these parties where fun had no boundaries, fun and pleasure enjoyed at the fullest. For sure, Marco couldn't miss one of those, for any reasons, nothing, and not even for a painful foot would have stop him to allow him some fun even though of the disapproval of his friends. They all did came to the agreement that it might wasn't the best of the ideas for Marco to go to that party, considering his physical injury, weakness, and most of above all, his broken heart. Marco had been clear on his intentions, only one word, fun, was sorted with an important emphasis on, that's what he really wanted.
Like every at cocaine parties, all the players of Dortmund had some VIP tickets bracelets, invitation, and every drinks were free. Despite of these premium advantages, many would always turned down the invitations, but on that night, it seemed that some people thirst for fun went unruly, and the Cocaine party could satisfy that need.
Loud music, alcohol in abundance, some sexy chicks around for those hot males, some hot and good looking guys for those girls looking out to have some good time and a hot night, or perhaps ready to mingle, well, the Iroom club had all the perfect and elements needed to make that party so excitingly explicit. The night looked to be hot a hot one, especially for one among of the famous boy present.
"Seems that our blondie is having the hell of a fun." Ilkay spoke, pointing his finger at his pal, who had been engaged in what seemed like to be a very interesting conversation. "More interesting than what is going on between the other side, Mats and Cathy, damn, he seems to be so annoyed or bored, I still don't get it why he's going to marry this." Ilkay said pointing his finger now at Mats and his girlfriend Cathy, these two had preferred to keep away from the BVB group, an idea from Cathy that Mats had to approve without a choice, poor man.
"Crazy... Our captain is sinking deeper, ughhhh, and our Marco is having some fun." Neven said, gulping the last remain of whiskey from his glass. Ilkay starred at his friend with some confusion, perhaps it wasn't really the answer he was expecting out, as if Neven didn't really care of Ilkay's remarks about Marco's behavior which was something of uncommon.
"That's all you have to say Neven, that he is having some fun, it's clear that Marco is not doing well, since when Marco to hit on 3 to 4 girls on the same night was an habit."
"What's this inculpating voice tone Ilkay, you think that I'm not worried enough on Marco, is it that you mean Turkish?"
"Hey hey guys, keep it calm and don't start a fight over this sensible matter." Roman said, as he suddenly came standing between the two men, in order to prevent what had the scent of an arising fight, Auba presence brought an additional help. Ilkay seemed to be the coolest dude ever, while Neven was being drowned in alcohol, and some frustration shown up, but what really caused it to rise out?
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One In A Million
FanfictionIt started in Ibiza with a first but cold contact. Brooke is an ordinary girl, living her life, enjoying the simple things that life has to offer. Marco is rich, a famous footballer, and living a luxurious life style. Something with Brooke definite...