Tattoo

Chapter 51

I woke up and looked at the watch. 10 in the morning. I can feel my legs shaking. Oh, yesterday night. I stood up and went to bathroom. Erik is not in the bedroom, nir in bathroom. I did my job in the bathroom and changed my clothes. I went to the kitchen and saw Erik with a I-am-sorry look on his face. "Hi." I whispered and he stretched his arms. I sat down on his lap and he put his hands on my lap. He is careful. Too careful. "How do you feel?" he asked me and I shrugged. "My legs are shaking a little." I mumbled, giggled and he kissed my shoulder. "I'm sorry Lucy. It's just... The thing with Marco turned me on and I couldn't have helped myself." he said and I sighed. I was right. I've known that Marco was the problem. "It's fine. Nothing bad happened." I said and he smiled. "But I should have controlled myself. I shouldn't have been so rough." he said and sighed. "Do you regret it?" I asked him. I need to make him feeling better. This is none of his fault. "I do. When I relize that I could have hurt you..." he said, but I didn't let him continue. "But you didn't hurt me. I have a few hickeys, but it's fine. I'm marked."I said and we both giggled. "Now seriously, do you regret it? That you slept with me?" I asked and he giggled ironically. "I don't. I enjoyed it, because you feel so right to me. But I didn't mean to be that rough. It's just the stupid Marco." he said with his fists being pale. "That stupid Marco can't do these kinds of things with me. I love you. And only you. And he can't touch me. You can. So don't be afraid of losing me. I don't love him." I said and Erik's face started shining with happiness. "I know. And I will relize it everytime." he said and I kissed his nose. "Do we have something for breakfast?" I asked and he giggled. Pfff. Thanks God he feels better. "Bread with pasty." he said and I laughted. "Bring it pleeeasee." I said and he brought me a pasty bread. I started eating and Erik was watching me the whole time. "Do you really have hickeys?" he asked and I laughted. So, he likes that I'm marked. "Yes. On my chest and one on my neck. Happy?" I asked and he shook his head. "I'm sorry." he said and looked down. I stood up and kissed his head. "You can't be sorry. I enjoyed it. I loved every second of it." I said through my teeth. I can't tell him that it wasn't good. It was. I just wasn't feeling like doing it the other night. "I'll take a shower. Think about what we're doing today." I said and left for shower. I looked at myself in the mirror. 1. 2. 3. 4. 4 hickeys. On my neck, breast, the other one and between them. Cool.
Tuesday
The past days have been great. Erik doesn't practice, so he's at home with me all the time. Mom will come here tomorrow and we will spend the day together. We'll visit Erik's parents the next day. I was cooking the whole day yesterday. Preparing dinner, baking cakes. So today - well-deserved free day. I'm currently lying on the couch when Erik appears. He lifted my legs, sat down and put my legs on his lap. He's acting more natural since I told him that I really don't love Marco. He is kind, sweet, but he's kissing me most of the time. I guess he just wants to make sure nobody can steal me away from him. Right now, he's massaging my foot, what tickles like crazy. "Eriiik, stop it!" I said and started laughting. "That tickles uuuuh?" he asked and continued. "Erik, I swear if you don't stop you won't eat tomorrow." I said still laughting. He pouted and laughted. "Okey." he said, but still he's massaging them. "Erik!" I exclaimed and he laughted. He then climbed on top of me and kissed my lips. "Tickle queen?" he asked and I laughted. "Get off!" I said and he shook his head. "I like it, it's comfortable." he said and smirked. Puuf. Why are the football players so heavy? "Comfortable for you! Not for me!" I exclaimed. I really feel terrible. When he gets off, my chest won't be the same I guess. He started kissing me tenderly. Here we go again. Kissing like this is on daily programme. "Shall we go for a walk? Please?" he asked and I sighed. A walk? Why? Have I killed anybody? "Okay. But not a long one." I said and he giggled. I put on my jeans, warm sweater and anorack. We headed out. Now we are in the park. The park in which I always meet Marco or Marcel. There aren't many people. They are in those department stores. "Do you wanna sit down for a while?" Erik asked me and I nodded. I hate walks! Literally. We sat down and Erik put my hands on his lap. "Lucy can I tell you something?" he asked and I nodded. This sounds serious. "Lucy, when I met you at the parking lot, I knew that I have to meet you. And I would have never, not even in the most beautiful dream, thought that we'll be together. And I wanna thank you. Thank you for forgiving me, for staying with me even when I'm a football player, what means that I'm not spending every single day with you. Lucy I love you. So much. And if anynody would steal you away from me, I wouldn't get through it. I just love you so much." he said. I didn't loose a single second and I hugged him. He's probably the purest man around planet. "Nobody, nobody could ever steal me away from you. I love you. So much Erik." I said with tears in my eyes. And I can say that those tears are tears of happiness. I know that I feel something for Marco, but I can't imagine him saying this to me. I pulled away and looked into Erik's eyes. I smiled and he rubbed my cheek. I kissed him with as much passion as my body had at the moment. "Let's go or we'll have a cold." Erik said and helped me get up.
Marco's POV
Seeing him with her made my heart ache. She was sitting really close to him and her hands were on his lap. I hate the way he's looking at her. I hate that he can touch her. And everything is just because of my stupid mistake. Because I'm a jerk. Because when she wanted to be with me, I didn't give a fuck. I was heartless. When she wanted to hear my voice, I was silent. My stupidity tore us apart. And I hate that feeling that I'll be without her tomorrow. She will probably be with Erik. But the worst has just come. The way she kissed him. The way she pulled him closer. I feel like screaming. The way they're smiling at each other. My heart has just broken into million pieces. But it's my fault. I lost her. No matter how hard I try to get her back, she's strong. She hasn't changed her mind. She feel something for me. I know it.But yet she's been with Erik and she's pushing me away all the time. I still know where she lives. I drove to her place and knocked on the door. Her mom opened it and had the most surprised look ever. "Marco." she breathed out. "Good afternoon Mrs Wilson. Could I talk to you?" I asked and she nodded. She opened the door wider so I can walk in. "I would invite you to the living room, but I guess Lucy.. she would be mad." her mom said and I nodded. "So, what do you wanna talk about?" her mom asked and I smiled. "Lucy doesn't answer my calls, she doesn't read my messages and when I sent her flowers, she throws them away." I said and her mom chuckled sadly. "That's my daughter. She's stubborn. She's been through a lot. That's why she's acting like this." she said and I nodded. She acts this way just because I didn't know what I had. "Could you please tell her that I'm sorry? Sorry for everything? I love her and I hate that I hurt her. But I did it and I can't take it back." I said with tears in my eyes and her mom sighed. "I'll tell her." she said and I nodded. "I lost the most perfect girl to me and I... I know that it's all my fault. Just tell her that I love her, and I regret all the stupid mistakes I made." I said and stormed out of the house. I lost her. I lost my baby girl.