Lego House // Mario Götze

Chapter Eleven

My uncle bought me seats in the Box. It was an alright spot to sit in, but the crowd was out of this fucking world. They had a never ending spirit and energy. The game was just about to start, I saw that Mario was in the starting line up. Along with Mario’s best friend which I soon noticed was Marco Reus. I also noticed that Marco had a little something going on with a Medic because I saw her come out of his room when I went to go get breakfast in the morning. She looked at me with shock in her eyes. In my opinion, I don’t care if she’s with him or not. If it makes her happy, then I would be happy for her regardless.

 The game was just about to start. We were going to move the ball first. It’s pretty funny because this is my first game ever in a stadium. Of course I have watched football games in general but only on T.V. BVB moved the ball and the game has started. I was nervous because I know what this means to us. It means stopping the leader of the table at the moment. I know a win could at least slow them down and bring down there hopes but it was a really tough situation.

 The first few minutes where balls leading to nowhere. During the 20 minute mark was when we didn’t get the ball at all. We got the ball but we lost the ball all the time in the middle of the pitch. Bayern was eating us alive for 20 minutes. When we finally got somewhere Bayern’s defense was to good for us to even get close. I was dying of nerves. There was a close call, Reus was about to score but he didn’t get to do any real damage. Half time soon came with a goal less first half. I was dying for something to eat, It was either the cravings or I just didn’t eat right before I came here.

 I got up and followed the people, I was assuming they where going to get food. I followed and I was right! I went into the line and to my surprise it went by really fast. In less than five minutes it was my bloody turn.

 I ordered myself a Steak, Fries, and a Coca-Cola. It wasn’t the best choice of food but it was enough to get rid of my hunger. I paid the lady in the front desk and I heard someone say my name in a hush tone. I turned around, it was two girls attempting to whisper. I walked away and went back to my seat.

 I wonder if they were talking about me. This is what the press does. My name will now be in everyone’s mouth, I rather it not be. I would’ve rather be home instead of being with a bunch of people who don’t like me.

 “Congratulations,”, I heard someone say. I turned around and I was a girl, she looked like she was 20. “on your baby.”, she said, standing above me while I was sitting down. She looked like a giant.

 “Thank you?”, I said unsure on what to say.

 “You're welcome,”, she paused. “Slut.” She said and walked away, I watched her walk away and sit down only a few chairs away with who I assumed where her friends.

I sat there starstruck, what did I do to deserve these insults?, nothing. I have done nothing but be polite to people. I don’t get in their ways, I stay quiet. I do nothing to these people. I’m not gonna sit here and be abused by people who I don’t even know or talk to.

 I got up and walked over to the girl who called me a slut.

 “I’m not a slut. Don’t ever call me that, I can sue you. You know that?”, I said without really thinking. “Watch what you say or else bad things will com back at you.”, I said and was about to walk away but I heard someone’s squeaky voice speak up.

 “I’ll call you what I want, when I want.”, The same girl who insulted me earlier. “Rumor is you slept with him when you where drunk. That makes the baby in your womb a bastard child.”, she said and laughed.

 They can insult me all I want but not my child. Not my baby, never.

 “How fucking dare you. First you congratulate me, now you insult my child?”, I said and started to raise my voice more. “Don’t you ever fucking cross me. Who the hell are you anyways?”

 “I’m Lexy a name you should remember.”, she said and got up from her seat and just walked away, her little bitc—minions following her.

 I got frustrated just standing there looking like a dumbass. What the hell was that about? I don’t even know her, she does even know me enough to insult me or my baby.

 I went back to my seat and hoped my food was still warm. I took a bite from the steak setting it on the table and eating in frustration. Through out all my meal, what that girl said was in my head. She is no one to judge me. What really crossed my mind was is she one of Mario’s ex girlfriends? or was she a night of fun? The more I thought, the more I got sick to my stomach. I felt like throwing up, on that note I ran to where ever there was a bathroom. I looked around and I saw the “ladies” sign on it. I threw open the door and opened a stall. I threw up all my meal. Also my sorrows and pain.

 I grabbed some toilet paper and cleaned my mouth. I had this nasty taste in my mouth. I began crying, silently. I was curled up into a ball and put my head in my knees.

 After what felt like eternity in there. I went back to my seat. Not without rinsing my mouth with water.

 When I finally got back to my seat, it was 1-0 already. We weren’t winning, it was Bayern Munich who scored first. I must’ve been gone for a long time because it was the 69th minute. I didn’t know I had took that long. I was to tired to even grunt could come out of my mouth. I sat there waiting for a miracle to happen. Minutes passed things got from worse to better. We had the ball for a nice long time. Everyone was jumbled up, all I knew was that Marco stopped the ball with his chest and on the first or second re bound it hit on the ground he shot it. I watched as Neur went for the ball but it was to late. The ball was inside the net.

 "GOL!", I yelled out and did my own little victory dance in my own chair.

 We finally scored. I’m not going to lie but it felt good that Mario scored. I felt heart warming.

 "You can’t see it but daddy scored.", I said and rubbed my small bump that was soon to grow in about 8 months.