Taken By The Fall || Marco Reus

New Years isn't Sereus Pt. 2

Chapter Sixteen:

"Anything that gets your blood racing is probably worth doing."

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"Marco?"

The whole room fell silent, even the Bayern players stopped to watch Sandra and Marco. The tension between them could've been cut with a knife.

"Guys, we should probably give them some space." Bastian cleared his throat and motioned the other players to sit on the other side of the room.

"Let's talk outside." Sandra suggested; her eyes still fixated on Marco's.

Marco nodded meekly and followed her out the door. As soon as they were at a spot where it was just the two of them, he felt the tension increase.

She looked so beautiful; Marco thought that all the breath had left his lungs once he got a proper look at her. He

"Why are you here?" Marco asked, his voice coming out in a colder tone that he thought, the same time as Sandra asked 'how are you?'

Sandra chose to ignore this question, thinking that the answer would be pretty self-explanatory. "I met Sarafina, the person sitting next to me. She's a real nice girl." Sandra stated.

"I'm lucky to have her." Marco replied in a monotone voice. Am I lucky?

"She invited me to the New Years party that you're having tonight." She stated again, fiddling with her fingers in awkwardness.

"Don't come." Marco said, in a dead flat tone; his eyes piercing into Sandra's grey ones. But what he was really thinking was 'don't come, or else I might break down with you right next to me only to know that you'll leave me again'.

Sandra was taken aback by his bluntness. "What?" She questioned, confused.

"You and I both know how it will end." He replied, shaking his head. He didn't want either him or her to get hurt, not again.

A year since I left and this is how you greet me? Sandra thought awestruck in her head. She felt her whole body go weak, losing all the confidence she built up to talk to him.

But, she held her head eye, and sharpened her eyes. "I'm coming." She said coldly.

Marco couldn't help but internally smirk at this. She still never gives up, doesn't she?

"But not for you. I've got another day in Dortmund, but I'm not spending it on you." She shook her head, before turning the other way to walk away from Marco. She did not want him to see the tears that were threatening to roll down her cheeks.

"But before I leave, tell me one thing." Sandra asked, facing him again. Her voice intended to come out tougher than it seemed, but instead sounded more like a beg. "Why bother? Making everything you said before up?" She asked, sounding a little desperate, thinking back of all the promises that Marco had made before she left Dortmund, about how he would wait for her and made sure that they would be together again.

Marco noticed her voice cracking, and noticed the tear rolling down her cheek, and his heart ached a little inside. You're hurting her Marco.

But you'll hurt her more if you let yourself back into her life. He knew what he was supposed to do and say. He knew all along that this day would come and he knew what he would have to do to keep Sandra from getting hurt.

"I guess I was just scared of commitment." Was the reply Sandra had got. Marco showed no emotion whatsoever either, as if those few months that they shared together meant nothing to him.