Don't Let Go

Chapter 8

Okay. So I thought that Star's POV would make more sense for this chapter but every other chapter, it's Marco's unless I say otherwise XD. I've been running out of ideas! And just so I don't look lazy, AND for my entertainment, I made a one-shot book XD.
Although the first chapter wasn't even mine...
OKAY, ENOUGH OF MY RAMBLING XD.
ON WITH LE STORY!

(Star's POV)

I went home, I was angry. I stomped into my room and slammed the door shut.
"UGH!" I groaned. "Marco's such a jerk! I wouldn't care if he jumped off a bridge! I wouldn't care if he ever came back! He can leave forever! I. Don't. Care!"
But... then... I sighed...
What am I saying?
Marco's my best friend. He's always been there for me. He's always looked out for me. I'm the only jerk here...

I got off my bed and knocked on Marco's door. "Marco, I'm sorry." I said.
"Marco? Marco... please don't do this. I'm so sorry."
Silence.
I opened his door and gasped. He wasn't there! I opened his closet, and almost all his hoodies were gone.
"Oh, no." I said softly.
Marco.... Marco's gone.
I quickly ran downstairs to the house phone and dialed his number.
"Ello?"

It was Marco! Thank god!

"Marco!" I shouted. I sighed a sigh of relief. I heard Marco groan.
"Star, I don't want to talk to you right now." He said.
"Marco please. I'm sorry. I can't do this without you... Please... I made a huge mistake... and I don't know how to fix it..." I said, tearing up.
"You should have thought of that earlier. I'm done. I've said it already." Marco said coldly.
"Marco... please. I... I should've listened to you. I was blinded by Oskar's stupid music! Please! Goddammit. What is wrong with me?!" I yelled.
"Star..." Marco said softly. "Calm down... I'm coming home."
It felt so good to here those two famous words, "coming home".
"T-thank you.." I said softly.
"You're welcome."

It's short! I don't give a flying f*ck XD. Next chapter will be updated soon! As soon as I got some better ideas for this story!