I will never let you go - Marco Reus

67. I think I did something bad

Marta POV

For heaven's sake Marta stop trembling cause I am not able to tie you up - Kaya hissed at me trying to help me dress.

I am sorry. I am just so nervous - I smiled at her apologetically.

I know honey, but everything is gonna be alright! - she winked at me - Done! - she clapped her hands with happiness and turned me so I could see my reflection in the mirror.

Oh... - I whispered realizing that the creature in white looking at me curiously from the mirror was no one else than myself.

You look hot - Kaya said hugging me briefly from behind.

I took a look at myself and she was totally right. I had a very simple long white dress wit a deep v- neck. It underlined my body in a very subtle way. My hair was left in slight waves and I had delicate make-up, the only thing that stood out was a red lipstick. I was simple and natural, just like I always liked.

Your redhead will be thrilled to see you - Kaya smiled - or to undress you - she winked - though I hope that your first night as a couple will not start to quickly, cause I spend so much time preparing you.

Thank you for everything - I smiled - I would never manage to do it without you.

I know. Of course you wouldn't - Kaya bragged.

You are stupid sometimes, you know - I giggled and she just nodded.

We still have some time so I have something small for you - she started and rummaged in her purse. After a while she squeaked with excitement and handed me a small white envelope.  - Here!

What is that? - I examined it briefly and when I saw my name on it I raised my eyebrows.

You don't remember? - she asked surprised - So that means that you hit your head really hard some time ago.

Really I have no idea what is that - I shrugged my shoulders.

Well... you gave it to me when I came back from the holidays with my parents. You were already at home recovering from the accident. - she stuttered - and you told me then to give it to you when you will be about to make the biggest step in your life. So here it is.

My hands trembled a little.

Have you read it?  - I whispered.

No. It is a letter from you to... you - she smiled - so i only guarded it all this years.

Do you think I should read it? - I was really afraid. I didn't remember at all what I wrote there and now being only one step before spending my whole life with Marco I feared that something will change my mind.

I think you should. It definitely mattered a lot to you at that time - she encouraged me.

Ok - I nodded and opened the envelope.

Marco POV

Not paying attention to the people that started screaming after me I ran to Robert's car. Definitely being a footballer had it advantages. I opened the door, entered the car and quickly closed it to make it impossible for anyone to join me. In the glove compartment I found a portable breathalyser and checked if I could drive after that small amount of whisky that I had an hour ago. I was in a rush but still I was not stupid. Fortunately I was clear to drive and I turned on the engine with a roar.

I didn't know the area at all so I followed the directions of the navi, and thanks to that in few minutes I arrived to the small bed and breakfast that Marta was supposed to be in. With big steps I ran up the stairs and banged loudly on the door.

Marco... what are you doing here - visibly nervous Kaya opened the door - Robin called me saying that you escaped from the venue but I didn't suppose you would come here...

Where is she? - I asked annoyed and went past Kaya to the room. There was nobody there, only Kaya and my heart started to pound like crazy.

I think I did something bad - Kaya put her arms around her waist and said with a trembling voice.

What did you do? - I hissed and ran a hand through my hair.

Well... - she started - after the accident she gave me a letter and told me to hand it to her in the day that she will be about to make the biggest step of her life and...

And what? - I clenched my fists. What the fuck was happening?

I gave it to her today - she lowered her gaze trying to avoid looking into my eyes - She was hesitant at first, but then she read it...

Do you know what was in that letter? - I asked and she just shook her head pointing at the table where a piece of paper was lying. I went there quickly and grabbed it. Maybe it was not polite to read somebody's letter but in that moment I completely didn't care.

On the delicate paper you could see Marta's shaky handwriting and what made my heart stop it was wet from few tears. I took a deep breath and started to read.

Hi dear,
I am writing to you from the past, and I know how completely cheesy that sounds. I gave that letter to Kaya (I have no doubts that you are still best friends) and I asked her to give this letter to you in the most important day in your life. So probably if you are reading this it has finally come!

Well, writing this is extremely hard for me and the fact that I am writing it in English is even more strange. Why? Cause I will always associate that language with love, with one person that stole my heart, took it completely and then broke it into the smallest  pieces. But it seems that it is possible to mend a broken heart cause you are reading it right now.

You know exactly about whom I am writing right now? Marco. This boy who was your first love and I am sure that you didn't forget about him along the way. He showed you that love can be beautiful and harmful in the same time. He made your heart beat so fast that you simply was wondering if it is not a heart attack but then rejecting you he made you learn that the amount of tears that you are capable of crying with is as big as the ocean.

Why am I reminding you of that? Oh, that is simple. I want you to love, I want you to feel things and I want you to remember that nothing is easy in life. So on that beautiful day please remember that you should always choose yourself and be more than sure that you are making a good decision. I am not encouraging you to run away, no, but please follow your heart and be sure that whoever it is now at your side he makes your heart beat so fast like this German boy did, because that made you feel alive.

I love you future me<3
M.

With trembling hands I folded the letter. Realizing how many emotions towards me she had back then made me nervous.

Where is she? - I asked Kaya - Please tell me she didn't run away.