Invincible ?Marco Reus?

Tuesday

Knocking on the door, I waited for Sam to open it. "Hi." he said while rubbing his eyes and I sighed. "You have keys. There's no need to knock." he mumbled. "You look...great." I said sarcastically and walked past him. "I drank a little too much, that's it. Oh, thanks..for driving me home, Charlie." he said and I nodded. "No problem." I mused and sat down on the sofa. "Do you need anything certain? Or did you come just like that?" he asked and lied down on the other sofa. "No, I just came to check if you're alive. And to my surprise, you are even though you smell like a cadaver." I said and he rolled his eyes. "Wasn't Sara there too?" I asked looking at him. "Yeah, she was. But she left after I had kissed her." he answered and I furrowed my eyebrows. "What?" I asked and he groaned. "She...she doesn't want a relationship. Not now." he said and I raised my eyebrows. "Weren't you two on a date 2 days ago? She realized that now?" I squealed and he shrugged.

"I don't care, Char." he said bitterly. "It seems that I'll never find the girl." he groaned and I sighed. "That's a stupidity. One day, you'll find the right woman for you." I said and he looked at me. "I just...why did she behave as if she liked me when, deep inside, she knew we wouldn't end up together?" he asked and I sighed. "I don't know, Sam. But...don't fall into depression." I posed softly and he shrugged. "I'll live as any other men who don't have a girlfriend." he said and I raised my eyebrows. "And that's how?" I questioned and he put an arm over his eyes. "I'll have one night stands." he said and I made a face. "You cannot be serious, Sam! You can do so much better!" I exclaimed and he looked at me. "I'm a man, Charlie! A man who has his needs and I'm not gonna sit around and wait until I find the right woman." he exclaimed and I stood up. "One night stands are...poor! Especially if you're doing it just because of spite!" I said and he shrugged. "I'll do what I want." he said. This is so poor. So low... "Stupid idiot." I muttered and stormed out of his flat shutting the door. Idiot. Stupid idiot.

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Getting off the elevator, I grinned seeing Marco in front of my door. "What are you doing here?" I posed hugging him. "I told you I'd see you today." he said and I nodded. Leaning in, he pecked my lips while smiling the whole time. "White roses for my beautiful girlfriend." he said pulling the bouquet from behind his back. I gasped for air and blushed. "Thank you. It's beautiful." I said and took it from him. "Don't I deserve a little treat for it?" he squealed and I unlocked the door. "You do." I confirmed and pecked his lips briefly. He closed the door and furrowed his eyebrows. "Are you angry?" Marco asked and I sighed closing my eyes. Rubbing my face, I felt that he took my hands in his to pull them away from my face. "What's happened?" he asked softly and I looked up at him. "Sam likes a girl named Sara. He kissed her yesterday, but she left saying she doesn't want a relationship. He got drunk and today, he said that he's probably never gonna find a girlfriend, and so he...he wants to...have one night stands." I explained and Marco furrowed his eyebrows. "That's the solution?" he posed and I shrugged. "It seems to be the solution for him." I mumbled and he pecked my lips. "Let's lie down and watch a movie." he suggested and I shrugged. "Don't be this bitter, Charlie." Marco sang and I smiled lightly. "I'm just a little...disappointed." I mumbled and he lifted me up. I squealed and hit his back playfully. "Marco!" I squealed and he patted my ass playfully. "I don't want you that serious. I want my happy Charlie." he said and settled me down on the sofa. "The Charlie who was here yesterday." he said and I bit my lip nodding my head. "Yup! She's just returned and says hi!" I said and he giggled kissing me.

7 pm

I was fiddling with the hem of my T-shirt while a movie, I didn't really pay attention to, was on TV. "Hello. Earth to Charlie." Marco said and kissed the top of my head. "W-what?" I mused and he chuckled. "You could just say that the movie is boring." he said and I shook my head. "I couldn't. You look...very into it." I explained and he paused it. "We...we can watch it til the end. I've resisted for an hour. Another 30 minutes ain't that difficult." I said and he smirked. "I don't wanna let my girlfriend get bored." he posed softly and pecked my lips. He deepened the kiss making me wrap my arms around his neck. I've got lost in the kiss. Feeling the passion, I couldn't help, but loose myself in it. "Sorry." Marco whispered after breaking the kiss and pressing his forehead on mine. 'Why sorry?" I mused quietly while he was rubbing my cheek. "Nice and slow." he reminded me the promise we made. "But I'd like to get another little kiss." I quipped and he chuckled shaking his head. "In a little while. Because if I kiss you now, I wouldn't be able to stop myself." he said huskily his eyes darker than usually and I blushed.

I pecked his lips and pulled away gently. Standing up, I smiled at him and pointed on the TV. "Can I pull the USB out?" I posed and he nodded watching every single move I made. He...his eyes are darker. And...there's lust written all over his face. And I'm becoming nervous about it. I mean...the last time I did it, it was...not very pleasant, nor enjoyable. "Char?" Marco said softly. "Are you okay?" he mused and I nodded furrowing my eyebrows. "Y-yeah, why?" I asked and he shrugged. "You were just standing there with the USB in your hand looking at a blank space." he explained and I cleared my throat. "It's...okay. I'm fine." I said and put it on the table. "Could you come over here? For some more cuddling?" he asked and I shivered. "I...I have to wash the dishes." I excused myself and went to the kitchen. He's not the same, Charlie! He wouldn't do it like Oliver. "Charlie? You're not okay and we both know it." Marco said and I put the plate back on the cupboard. "Did I do anything wrong?" he added softly and wrapped his arms around me from behind. I turned around and shook my head. "No...it's just...the thing..." I rambled while he was looking at me. "The thing that?" Marco didn't understand and I pulled away from him. "The night when...Sam told you about Oliver, you remember?" I asked. It's better if I tell him the truth. It's gonna hurt, but...it'll fade away. He nodded letting me continue. "He didn't tell you one...important thing." I mumbled and took a deep breath.

He put his hands on my hips, but I shook them off shaking my head. "He was...the cuddling and sweet guy. He liked...kissing me all over my face." I said. "In a good way." I added and the light smile on my face disappeared. "Then it changed." I said and wrapped my arms around my body protectively. "Instead of going out and...lying on the sofa, he...he wanted to do different stuffs." I said my voice shaking. "I...I'll kill him." Marco muttered clenching his fists angrily. "He could handle doing it...twice a day." I said and the first tear fell down. "We...we did it almost every day because he wanted to." I whispered. Marco was about to step closer, but I took a step back. "I...I stayed with him because, after all, it wasn't that bad. I mean...being slapped every day would have been much worse than..you know." I said and sniffled. "I just don't wanna do it. Not now." I said and Marco nodded pulling his arms out. "You don't have to be afraid of me, Charlie. I'm here, but not because of sex." he said and I peeked up at him. "I'd never do that to you. Never ever." he said and I wiped my tears away. "Don't step aside. Please." he whispered pointing on the distance between us. "It'd be a step back for us." he said and I took his hands in mine. Pulling me close to him, he hugged me tightly and kissed the top of my head. "Look at me." Marco whispered, and so I looked up. "One day, when I meet him, I'll beat him so hard for what he did to you." he said cupping my cheeks. I shook my head, but he nodded. "A wonderful woman like you doesn't deserve to get that from anyone." he said and pecked my lips. We stayed cuddled up on the sofa for the rest of the evening until he left. I'm glad he knows it. It was painful, the memory is likely to stay painful for a very long time, but telling him was a good thing.

× So Marco knows everything now. Great, right?
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