I looked up and Marc stood there. He walked to me and sat on the next swing. I looked at him but I said nothing. "Mum told me that you were crying," he said. I decided that it would be best if I ignore him.
"Can you tell me what's wrong?"
I didn't say anything.
"It was my fault? Are you angry with me? Have I done anything to you?" he overwhelmed me with questions. I was still quiet. God, he'll explode now!
"Oh, come on Sara! You're making me insane with being quiet! Tell me, am I guilty?" He stands up. "Yes, you are!" I shout. "But what did I do?" he asked and looked at me. Owh, his gorgeous eyes. The tears came out of nowhere again. "Nothing," I said through tears, "you don't need to be here, you can go back to your girlfriend."
"Oh, that's wrong? You cried because of that? Because I went out with Ruby and I didn't have time for you?"
"No, it's not that at all. Why did you come back? You'd stay with her. You should enjoy right now," I wiped my tears again. He gave me a handkerchief: "I ended up with her. And she even wasn't my girlfriend. She thought I love her and that I enjoy in her company... but, no... she's not my type of girl... besides she's very intrusive."
"Why you were with her?" I asked and he shrugged with his shoulders. "You two were having... you know..." I started. "Sex?" he asks and I nod. He sighs and nods. I wasn't surprised with consent. "How many times?" I asked. Yeah, I want to know everything. Is that bad?
"Whole winter, till today." Okay, now that was a surprise. "Every day?" Yes, I asked again. This time he shook with his head: "No, maybe twice a week." Fine, I think I heard enough.
"Please, don't tell anyone. Mum and dad know the only thing that I've met with her only a few times. Well, and even Alex doesn't know everything. You'll be quiet, right?" he asked.
"Of course I will," I smiled. "Thanks, you're the best cousin," he said and walked up to me to kiss me on the cheek, but I stand clear. "Well, about that," I started, "I'm not your cousin." He looked at me but he didn't seem too surprising to me. "You knew it, right?" He was silent. "Unbelievable. The only one I trusted most from my family knew everything, but he never told me," I said, "thanks, Marc."
"I promised not to tell."
"Jonas threatened to hit you, just like me today, if you'll tell me?"
Marc looked at me shocked: "He hit you?"
I nodded: "I deserved it. I offended him."
"Are you okay?" he asked worriedly and I nod again: "Yeah, I am. Alex knows too?"
This time he nodded but he looks to the floor. "Unbelievable," I said. They both knew everything. I feel betrayed right now.
"It's late, shall we go home?" he asked. "I don't want to go home."
"I'll accompany you. Come on, princess, let's go." He called me princess. Just like in childhood when we played and when I was princess and he was a prince. I love him. I really do. And I can't be mad at him.
We hold hands and walk home in silence. When we got to the door to our house we sat down on a stair. "Come here," he said, hugged me over the shoulders and gently pulled me to himself. I felt perfect. "When do you start racing?" I asked. "In one month, in Malaysia," he answered quietly. "I won't be able to go with you," I said sadly. "Why not?"
"Because I'm going back to London in a month."
"Won't you stay here now that you know all the truth?"
"Do I really know everything?" I asked and looked at him. I gazed at his black eyes and I left speechless like I'm hypnotized. I don't even know if I've breathed. He shook with his head: "No, you don't know everything," he said almost inaudibly as he began to lean closer to me. I felt that it would happen what I wanted so badly, so I closed my eyes and when we wanted to kiss, the door opened. "Oh, sorry," Gloria says and smiles. "It's okay, I'm just leaving," Marc kisses me on the cheek and stands up. I also stand up and looked at Gloria first and then at Marc. "See you in the morning?" he asks and I nod. "Okay, at half past seven, Alex and I'll be here. Good night," he hugged me and waved at Gloria. "Good night," we both say at the same time. We waited for him to leave, then we sat down on the stair. "I'm sorry I disturbed you," she said, looking at me sadly. "Oh, don't worry. It doesn't matter."
"I disturbed your first kiss," she said and I laughed. "What? That wouldn't be your first one?" I nod quickly: "Yeah, but there's still time, I guess... I don't even know if he likes me." Okay, fine. I lied. We have our very first kiss when we were five and six years old. But that was many years ago so that doesn't count.
"Why would he want to kiss you then?"
"I don't know. Maybe he wants to make sure if he feels something?" She nods: "There's definitely something between you two. We all think that there is something. Alex called me earlier and asked me if I noticed how you two like each other. And yes, of course I am. So do mum. And even dad."
I quickly looked at her: "Jonas?? Seriously?? Now he'll really kill me."
"Don't overdo it. You don't know how sorry he is for what he did to you. Does it hurt? There is a small bruise," she gently caresses my left cheek. For now, nothing hurts me.
"I'm also sorry for all the words I told him. I'm not ashamed that he was my father. He took care of me but I really don't understand why he sent me so far." I looked down at the floor and sighed. "Aren't you tired of the travel and that hard day?"
"I am and my eyes are burning," I admit. "Come on, let's go to bed. The clock is past eleven." We got up and walked into the house. We locked the front door and turn off the lights on the ground floor. When we went upstairs I asked: "Do you think dad is already sleeping?"
"Probably, why?"
"I would like to go to apologize," I said. "Wait till tomorrow. Let's go to sleep now." I agreed. We stood for a while outside my room, then we wish a goodnight to each other and go to bed. I took the pajamas from the wardrobe and went to the bathroom. When I was showered, I washed my teeth and brushed my hair, I threw myself into the bed and suddenly fell asleep. I dreamed that Marc and I went to the Maldives were we met Ruby. Because she was jealous that we're together, we make a fight. I don't remember how it ends because I was awaken by some kind of clatter on the window. I looked at the phone and saw that I had 6 missed calls and 4 messages.
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Marc <3
at 6:00 am
Morning princess! Hope you're ready to start a beautiful sunny day with your favorite family member (me) and Alex :D xxxx
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Alex :D
at 6:05 am
Morning sunshine! Ready to run??? See you in 20 minutes :P
Marc didn't sleep for whole night HAHAHAH
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2 missed calls Marc <3 (6:25 am)
2 missed calls Alex :D (6:26 am)
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Marc <3
at 6:27 am
Princess???? Are you still sleeping???
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Alex :D
at 6:27 am
Sara????????????? Did you forget to change the time zone??? It's 6:30 am here in Cervera!
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1 missed call Marc <3 (6:30 am)
1 missed call Alex :D (6:31 am)
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FanfictionAnother Marc Marquez story. Sorry for grammar mistakes. Every comment, vote, suggestion are welcome :)