Popstar and the Bad Boy(StarcoAU)

Escape

IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE AT THE END!! PLEASE READ!!

Marco

I carefully sat down on the leather seat next to Star, trying not to bump my already bruised head.

"Marco, can you please explain what the hell happened? And who did this to you?" Star asked, driving to the apartment.

She can't know right now. If I tell her, she'll go crazy, and then we will all die a horrible death. "Yeah sure, but let's wait until we get home. There you can safely trash your apartment without killing us."

Janna popped out from the back of the car and gave me look saying 'boi wtf do you mean'. "Why would I go crazy?" Star questioned.

"That's for me to know, and you to find out." She groaned and stepped on the gas pedal as the light turned green.

"Alright, well I would personally like a good explanation for all of this. Mostly 'cause you ruined Star and I's coffee break." Janna said from the back seat.

"What were you guys taking a 'break' from, I didn't think you guys were working today."

The brunette heavily sighed before responding. "We weren't working today. We just wanted a 'break' from all this crazy shit!" She slumped down in the leather seat. "Next thing you know Marco's calling to be rescued by his 'princess charming'."

...

Star gently laid an ice pack on my swollen eye as she sat next to me in the kitchen waiting for an explanation. "Okay. So this morning when I got that text message, yes, it was urgent. But for a different reason."

I looked up to my girlfriend scared of what I was about to say. She nodded for me to continue, so before I did, I took a deep breath.

"The text said something along the lines of 'We know about Star's other identity and where she lives. Meet us at the alleyway next to the closest Kathy's downtown if you want Star to live'. Of course I didn't believe that they would kill you, but it was still sketchy, so I checked it out myself and found out a few things. Before getting beat to a pulp obviously."

Star rubbed her temples and took a deep breath. "But why did you even go alone. You've already gotten hurt; and if something worse happened to you I would've had to live with that the rest of my life."

My hands took a hold of hers and intertwined our fingers. "Star, the text said that they would kill you. And I would have to live with the constant guilt that I dragged my girlfriend into something that I could've handled mysself."

"Well obviously you didn't." Janna snickered.

My eyes naturally rolled at her remark. "Anyways," I sighed and rubbed my hand on the back of my neck, something if usually do when I'm nervous. "Well. W-what I want to s-say is... something that, I should probably tell you, a-"

"Spit it out dipshit!" An impatient Janna yelled.

I slammed my fists on the table. "You really wanna hear what I need to say?" My voice was heavy with fear and anger. "Toffee. Has. Escaped. And he's coming for us." I said my voice cracking at the end.

Star just stared off into the space behind me with glossy eyes, and stood up, slowly walking towards her room.

"You see!" I yelled at Janna. "This is why I was hesitating on telling her! I thought this was how she would react, and now it's all your fault!"

She gasped jogging up to where I was standing, her pissed-off looking face looking up to mine. "Woah. This is not my fault. I'm not the one who went on a suicide mission to act like a hero to his girlfriend."

I was about to talk back to her remark, but we got interupted by Star walking into the kitchen, her high ponytail swinging back and forth as she walked. She had a white tank top underneath one of her black leather jackets, ripped up black jeans and combat boots as accessories.

All of a sudden she pulls a pistol out of her back pocket. Janna and I like the concerned friends we are start freaking out.

"Star whAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT GUN?!?!"

"WHAT DID I DO THIS TIME?!"

All she does is cock the gun(let's hope that I used those words right🙃 oh well) and spins her car keys on her point finger and catches it in her palm.

"Let's find that damn bastard."

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Word count: 752

Ignore any mistakes, it's currently 1:22 in the morning

Yeah yeah, it's a short chapter. Bite me(if anyone gets that I love you)

I just wanted to post cause it has been a while. Also cause I wanted to let you guys know that there is one more chapter, and then an epilogue left in 'Popstar and the Bad Boy'. Maybe there will be a sequel, I'm not so sure yet.

Also, I need more book ideas. I have some in mind, but I wanna hear from you guys!! Leave any of your ideas in the comments, and I will be glad to read them!

P.S. I will do a Q&A next chapter, so also leave questions in the comments!!

¡Adiós mis compañeros escritores!

~Marie