One In A Million

Chapter 29

25/10/2014

"Brooke's POV"

"What the hell is going on with Dortmund" I have asked myself many many times as this nightmare alike game came to its end.  Everything was clear and obvious, Borussia Dortmund was going deeper to the ground, and dragged as a piece of shit.  How was that even possible.  Their black series of lost games has turned into like a habit, gosh what the hell was going on with the boys, the whole team.  I had seen no motivation from them, as if they were giving up from the very first seconds of the game. They might havr run, but no real actions were enhanced to turn the situation at their advantage.  As a football fan, it was frustrating to watch Dortmund playing that way.  Even though that tough moment and no matter how complicated was their current position nothing could stop me of loving and supporting my team." 

Even Marco hasn't been that extraordinary.  The fact that I was his girlfriend doesn't meant I had to be fexible if he played shit, I would make this remark that to him without a hesitation.  Honesty was one of our code in our relation, and it worked so well.  "

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The phone in my hand, I starred at the screen clock which shown eleven past forty six.  I changed my laying position in my bed, turning on my right side and sighed with bother because I couldn't find sleep yet.  Yes my mind has been mainly aimed on Marco, mixed up with some worry, I guess it was a perfect combination to prevent the sleep to come to me.  I still had echoes of Marco's voice running across my mind, poor baby.  That voice which had me a constant sugary taste was drained off of all its splendor.  His voice that would always bring me a  smile on my lips only by hearing it.  That sorrowful and empty trembling voice just brought the tears to my eyes.  Hearing all this pAin and tiredness from him through the phone was too hard, but I managed to not showing him the emotions exploding from my heavy heart.  If he had told me to come over, I would have jump out of my bed, not caring of what I had on, a Stewie night tee and rush at his house even bare feet.  But MArco was way too moody to ask me for that, and it was like that every time he came to lose a game.  I have known him long enough to discover that side of Marco without him needing to tell me about that, or further explanation needed.  We all had our different manners to.express our feelings and that sulky behavior was his, and I really respected that. 

My eyes still focused on my phone screen, checking all my facebook notifications, mostly sent from my sister, gosh, she spammed me with her stupid silly comments on my status.  It was one of Sophia's most annoying habit, but I loved her despite her teasing manners and her too much frequent use of the word bitch.  Typing a few words on the screen, I never stopped thinking on Marco and his bleeding feelings, it was bothering me, I feel I had to do something to make him feel better.  While composing some comments on my facebook, I made my mind worked so hard to find a solution, a way to help my boyfriend, when I got enlighten by an idea.  Just thinking at it widened my lips, I knew it was the perfect one, it would have a special meaning to Marco.  Immediately, I switched to my text message inbox and typed a reply to Marco.  I yawned soundly, my eyes were so heavy of sleep but I didn't care, I had to write this to Marco.  "Hey woodi, hope you sleeping and snoring heavily hun, because a tiring journey is awaiting you on tomorrow, fetch me at 11am and you'll know why ♡♡♡"  I pressed the send button and smiled, as my eyes got heavier, and sleep invaded me. 

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26/10/2014