Tattoo

Chapter 43

"Guys I'll miss you so much." Lisa said and pouted. Yeah, she's already leaving. "Come here." I said and hugged her. "You have to visit me and our parents Luc. They'll love you." she said and I nodded. Well, they live in a town near Dortmund, but they're in Pirmasens sometime. "We'll visit you." Erik said and hugged her. "Byeee." Lisa said and left. "Lucy can we talk?" Erik asked. Shit, that was a serious tone. "Yes." I said and smiled. "Well, Lisa, she told me Marco was here yesterday." he said and I sighed. "Yeah." I mumbled while looking down on the floor. "When have you wanted to tell me?!" Erik exclaimed. Well, never. I knew how angry he would get. "I don't know. It's just unessential." I said. "When did you fall in love with me?" Erik asked. What? I-I... What a stupid question. "Excuse me?!" I mumbled. "You've already heared it. When?" he asked again. "When? It was when I relized that you'd never hurt me. It was when I relized that you truly love me. It was when I relized... when I relized that you're the right one." I said. "Why did you ask this stupid question?" I exclaimed while caressing his cheeks. "Lucy, I.. Baby.. There isn't a chance that part of you loves him, right?" he asked. Honestly? There is. "No. No silly one." I said and kissed him. "So you love me?" he asked me doubtfully. Why is he like this? "Of corse I do. I love you and only you." I said and he smiled. I guess this is what he wants to hear. "I love you too. Very much." he said and kissed me again.
Friday

I came back from school before 20 minutes. It's currently 11:00 and Erik is nowhere. He's leaving today, cause they will play in Berlin. Arggg. I hate it. I mean the thing with leaving. Can't they play at home all the time? "Hi Lucy." Erik called. "Hi." I said while sitting on the sofa. He came behind me and kissed my cheek.  "I'm going to take a shower." he said and left. Since we've been dating I can't even leave the house. There are paparazzi everywhere. My phone rang. Oh a text message froom.... Marco. Crap it! I opened it and saw 3 pictures. On the 1st pic is Erik with a fan. The fan is touching his shoulder and is really close to him. The 2nd one is Erik with a fan who is really close to his face. And the 3rd picture? Erik is smiling widely and to my surprise there's a fan girl! But there's also a text under those pictures. 'Yes. He really loves you. Lucy, let's meet somewhere. Please.' What the hell? To top the pics there's the text! Why shall we meet? And.. and why the hell are those fans that close? There's anger and pity inside of me. "How was your day?" Erik asked me. Pfff. My day? And what about yours? Have you been with fans all the time? "Fine." I said and kept looking out of the window. "What's wrong this time?" he asked. This time? This time?! "What's wrong? This time?" I asked and looked at him. "I can feel the tone of your voice. What's wrong?" he asked again. The stupid fans being that close to you, touching you and you smiling like an idiot on every single pic. "You should know it." I said coldly. He came closer, but I took a step back. Fuck the crutches! I could move faster without them. "Why that? Lucy, tell me what's happening!?" he asked after I had taken the step back. "Do you feel sick? Have I done anything? Has Marco told you anything?" he asked. So he's smart. "Has Marco something to tell me?" I asked. "No. I don't know. Baby what's the matter?" he asked me. "Figure it out yourself." I said and walked in the kitchen. "Lucy, I'm leaving today. I don't wanna leave like this." he said. "Then you better think really fast." I said with a sarcastic smile. "Please. please just tell me what have I done?! Why are you acting like this?" he asked with tears in his eyes. I just shook my head and looked down. "Lucy, I love you so why are you so why you act this way? Why?" he asked me. And the anger in me burst. "Why?! Because I saw fucking pictures of you and some of your fan girls! They were fucking close and you were smiling like an idiot on each of them! You were smiling like you're the happiest person that moment!" I screamed and felt the pain in my ankle. "What?" Erik asked me breathlessly. "What what? Do you wanna deny that they were that close to you?! Go! Take my phone and check it by yourself!" I said and pointed to my stupid phone. Everything is stupid now. "Wh-.. wait! Who has sent you those pics?!" he asked me. "It doesn't matter. It can't change the fact that you were fucking close to them!" I said. Erik took the phone and looked at it. "Reus. Sure. Luc he sent you them just because he wants us to break up. Because he wants you." Erik said and I shook my head. "I freeeaking don't care who sent them! I don't care!" I yelled. "Lucy, okey. I admit that they were close, but I love you. You are my girlfriend. They are just fans." Erik mumbled. "Sure they are just fans." I said and walked in the living room. "Lucy, please.." he said and sat next to me. "I just can't look at those pics! Just the way they're touching your shoulder. Look at it!" I said and showed him the picture. I held the phone a few centimetres away from his face. He took the phone away from me and sighed. "Lost words?! And look at the other one! The girl is as close to your face as when we're kissing!" I said and chuckled sarcastically. "Lucy! I've told you that I love you. Haven't you heared me then?!" he asked. "Fine. Explain me why the hell they're touching you that way, the way they're looking at you and the way you're smiling on each picture!" I said. He sighed and caressed my thigh. "Babe, they're fans, they wanna be close to me and the smile? I have to smile, I don't wanna look like a weirdoo on those pictures." he said and smiled. Does he love me? For real? I wanna believe him, but my past...yeah... "Why don't you wanna look like a weirdoo?" I asked and he smiled. He looks like a huuuge stona has just fallen down from his heart. "I don't want you to be ashamed of me." he said and pouted. "I love you. Get it into your head. I love you and only you." he said and brought me closer by my waist. He kissed the side of my neck and sighed. "Did you think that I could love somebody else?!" he asked. "I just can't watch them touching you. They have no right for it!" I exclaimed. Erik smiled and brought me closer by my chin. "Okey. But remember that I love you." he had said before he kissed me. "Don't be angry with me. Please." he said and pouted. Okey. It's not his fault. But what if I'm not good enough? Stop it Lucy! It's Marco speaking in your head! I nodded and smiled. "But you're cute when you're weirdoo." I said and Erik laughted. "Okay. I'll always look like a weirdoo if you like me that way." he said and I smirked. "You're leaving today, aren't you?" I asked. "Buuut I'll be back soon." he said and I felt tears in my eyes. "I know. I just miss you. That's all." I said and looked down. Erik lifted me up and put me on his lap. "I know, I know. And I miss you too, but this is my job." he said and I nodded. I think that I can say that I love him. It's not as big love as I had for Marco a few months ago, but still... "I have to pack and then I'll go." he said and I nodded.

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"I'll call you. Be careful." Erik said and I nodded. A tear has fallen from my eye. "Don't cry. Don't make it even much harder then it already is." he said and I nodded. "Go or you'll be late." I said and pushed him away. "Promise me that you won't cry." he said and I smiled. "Promise. Good luck." I said and kissed him, "Bye." he said and closed the door. Right after he had closed the door, I started crying. I called to the one person who I can rely on. "Leo?" I asked. "Yes Lucy?" he said. "Well, I... Erik left aaand I feel alone." I mumbled and he sighed. "What about a party?" he asked. "I don't know. I mean, how can I party when I have these stupid crutches?" I asked. The crutches are making everything harder. "We can sit there and drink." he said and I laughted. "Drink vodkas?" I asked. "What else?! Okay. No more talks. I'll pick you up aaaat... uuum... 19?" he asked and I laughted. "I'll be ready. Thank you." I said. "This is what friends are for. Okay. See ya!" he said and hung up. I will get so drunk. But I don't care. There's the stupid mess in my head again. Vodka is my hero at the moment.