TRYING NOT TO LOVE YOU

~Sixteenth Part~

After a while, Alex come to Marc. He's not laughing and joking anymore and he looks very worried. Marc tries to cheer him in any way, but he doesn't succeed.
A nurse enters the room with a tray in her hand: "Time for lunch, Mr. Marquez," she said kindly. "Oh, thank you... but I'm not hungry," Marc said seeing that potatoes and vegetable soup were cooked for lunch. "Marc, you have to eat," I encourage him.
"Okay, I'll eat if you promise me that you'll also go to lunch," Marc said looking at Alex. "Don't look at me. Sara is pale, she must eat that she won't faint," Alex said as I stuck: "I'm pale?" I quickly run to the sink, where the mirror was and look into it. I'm really a little pale, but I am feeling okay.
"Well, I am a bit hungry," I say when my stomach growled. "Okay, then I'll invite you to a juicy steak," Alex said and laughed. He finally laughed! I quickly looked at Marc, who was digging in the soup and turns up his nose. Poor thing. I walk to the bed: "What do you want to eat?" I whispered to his ear. He smiles widely: "Steak and baked fries!" he almost shouts. "Okay, you'll get it," I say and kiss him on the cheek, but it was so dangerous near the lips so we both flinch. I quickly look at Alex, who laughs. "Okay, let's go. See you soon, good appetite," I say and leave the room. "See you," Alex said to him and then he comes after me. "What was that?" he said when we walked down the hallway. "What?" I ask him. Yeah, like I don't know what he thinks. "A kiss on the cheek, that are not," he makes fun. "Stop it, it was not that close," I say. Yes, Sara - you're looking for excuses.
"It looked pretty close from my side," he said and I just swing with my arm: "You better tell me what's wrong with you," I tell him and I punch him in his shoulder and he just shrugged with it. "Did you go out with your friends?" I ask him. "No. How can I go out if my brother is in the hospital."
"Ah, come on. Marc is much better and he will soon go home."
"You don't know how much I miss him. An old Marc, who is always making fun of me."
"I miss him too, Alex. You can't imagine how. I can't kiss him and tell him how much I love him." The tears come in the eyes again.
"You can, Sara. You can still tell him the truth."
I shake with my head: "No, I can't."
We came to a restaurant that is not far from the hospital and sat down at the table. We ordered food and drinks and talk further.
"So," Alex starts, "you still love him, right?"
"Of course I do. You can't stop loving someone overnight."
He nods: "What about Lorenzo?"
"What about him?"
"Well, I don't know. That's what I'm asking you."
"He's weird. He promised me yesterday that he would go to visit Marc with me this morning, but today he changed his mind."
Alex laughs: "Did you really believe he was going to visit him? Sara, I thought you were less naïve."
"I don't know why he wouldn't visit him... I know they're not the best friends, but anyway. It would be great if Marc sees someone from his circles."
"Then you should call Dani to come visit him."
"Yes, but he remembers him. He also remembers Emilio and Santi. But I want that someone visit him whom he doesn't remember."
Soon we get our food and start eating. Meanwhile we don't talk much. In the end we drank a coffee and then return to the hospital with food for Marc. I was happy to get Alex in good mood again, so we both laugh when we return back to Marc's room.
"Did you order delivery?" I say to Marc who looks at me seriously. "Hey, what's up?" Alex asks. "I had a visit," he answered shortly. "Really? Who visited you?" I ask him and exchange look with Alex. "My girlfriend," he answered shortly again. I stare to Alex, who shrugs with his shoulders. "Girlfriend? Probably there was one of your fans who think that is your girlfriend, brother," Alex laughs. "Be serious, Alex. There was no fan. It was Ruby," Marc said.
Alex starts to laugh even more, but when he sees that both of us are serious, he stops laughing. "Marc, Ruby is not your girlfriend," he said afterwards. Are you wondering what about me? Nothing. I am just standing there in the middle of the room and I am not saying anything. Absolutely nothing. I don't even know if I still breathe. I look towards Marc, who looks in my eyes right at that moment. His dark brown eyes meet with mine and if the looks can kill, I'd be probably lie down on the ground right now. I take a deep breath and we're looking for a few moments face to face. Yeah, he's probably waiting for an explanation. But can I really explain it to him? Why he doesn't look at Alex so ugly? Oh, yeah, really. I am the one I told him that he doesn't have a girlfriend. Bravo, Sara. The angel on my right shoulder just started to cry. Should I also start crying?
"I'm waiting," Marc said, looking at me. "Khm, I... look, Marc. Ruby is your ex-girlfriend. I don't know why she told you that you're still together."
"Don't look for excuses, Sara. She told me everything. When you returned from London, you attacked her badly and turned me against her," Marc said angrily. "What!?? That's not true!" I shout. "Marc, she lied to you badly," Alex said. "Don't defend her. I know you don't like Ruby either. I don't know how you could convince me that I left her."
"Marc, I..." I start again but he interrupts me badly: "Please, go. I don't want to see you again."
"Marc, what are you saying?!" Alex asked shocked. "He's right. I need to go. Please, stay with him," I say with tears in my eyes. "He can't act like that. She came and made him the brainwash while we were at the lunch," Alex said angrily. "Forget about that now. Stay with him, please. I have nothing to do here anymore," I say and push the package with Marc's lunch in his hands, then I turn and leave without a greeting.
I don't even know how, but at once I find myself at the door of our house. I take the keys from my pocket and unlock the door. Nobody's home. Thank God!
I close and lock the door behind me, then I get straight into my room and throw myself on the bed and start to cry.
He hates me. My Marc hates me.
I cry inconsolable and then I fall asleep in tears.