My German Footballer// An Erik Durm fanfic

Erik

It's been a few weeks since this whole incident, and we've seen or heard nothing so far. It's getting quite suspicious if you ask me. I would've imagined that it'd get hectic, Gerald would show up at my house, he'd try to take Eliza, and then something else would happen, but nothing has happened.

Eliza called her college back in the States to tell them that she won't be attending in the fall. They didn't ask for an explanation, and she wasn't planning on giving them one anyway. I tried asking her how she felt, but she would brush it off and change the subject. I know she's upset. It wasn't her dream college, it was a community college, but it's a start to the career wants. 

Kathrin is doing okay. She definitely knows what is going on, she's not dumb. I tried telling her that everything will be okay, but I don't even know that myself, so how can I comfort a 4-year-old when I can't even comfort myself? On a good note, I enrolled Kathrin at a local school. She starts next week, and she's excited, to say the least. She said she can't wait to meet new kids and make friends, something she never had. Apparently, her real parents never enrolled her in school, or any other interactive place for kids, and kept her isolated from other kids her age, which is bad for her mental health. I'm just thankful to God that I found her soon enough and was able to help her from the hell she was living.

As for me, I'm currently not playing any football, because of an injury to my knee. I'm fine, the doctor said I'll probably need surgery, but it's nothing too serious and I'll be back on the field in no time. I don't care if I'm not with the team, though. This way I can keep an eye on Eliza and Kathrin, although Eliza tells me she doesn't need any protecting. She can be so naive sometimes, but I wouldn't trade her for anything.

Jason's "friend" arrived here safely. I went with Jason to the airport to pick up Kari, and they definitely don't act like friends do. Eliza told me what happened with his last girlfriend Amy, and I'm happy that Jason is finally happy again. And I think him and Kari make a great couple. But she makes an even better detective. She immediately logged into her computer and pulled up all the data she had on Gerald, once she got here. It was fascinating. She told us his exact location, which at that moment was still Charlottesville, Virginia. Kari also told us that in the last couple weeks that he had escaped prison, he was all over Virginia, looking for Eliza, perhaps.

But the one piece of information that she gave us that actually terrified me, and still does if I'm being honest, is that Gerald had recently purchased a laptop at a local Best Buy, and had a file that was secured. But Kari is an expert hacker, and she managed to crack the lock. Inside the file were pictures of me. Pictures of me in my Germany jersey and Dortmund jersey. Pictures of me during one of my vacations in Ibiza. And pictures of me with Eliza and Kathrin.

How he got those pictures are beyond me. He could've gotten them off the internet, but there were also pictures that the press doesn't even have. Pictures that I've never seen before. Kari said it's possible that Gerald is keeping tabs on me because I'm with his daughter now, and he doesn't want to get involved with me physically yet, so he hired someone to watch me. I tried not to let it affect me, I even told everyone that I was fine and not worried about it, but I am. I am terrified, I don't know what to do. This is the first time I have my girlfriend's father after me, and not in a good way. This guy is stalking me. And I can't do anything about it. We think it'd be best if we just let it be for right now, it's not like Gerald is going to attack us when he's all the way in Virginia.

Eliza knows that I'm worried about it, too. She has that look on her face she makes whenever she knows something. She even tried telling me that we would figure this out soon, and everything will be back to the way it was, but I snapped at her telling her this was all her fault, and she hasn't spoken to me since. That was last week Saturday, now it's Friday.