A/N: The last chapter was from Star's POV, I just forgot to put that in. Oh well! Heres Chapter 9!
Chapter 9
You got issues, I got tissues.
STAR POV
"He's a what?" Squid yelled, his face turning a pretty shade of tomato red.
"A murderer," I sobbed, covering my eyes.
"What did he do?" he asked, suddenly intrigued.
"My parents. . . he killed them," I cried, letting my hair fall into my face.
"What happened? Why?" he asked, grabbing me and cuddling me. Soon, his shirt was soaking wet from all my tears.
"It all started a week after I dumped him. . ."
FLASHBACK
It's night time, and 15 year old Star is settling down to sleep, when she hears a knock on her window. She goes over to it and opens it, to find that Josh, her ex-boyfriend, is clinging onto the windowsill
"Could you let me in Star?" he asks.
She nods and opens the window. He slides in.
"What do you what Josh?" she asks, sighing and crossing her arms across her chest. Her hair hangs down loose.
"I was thinking. . . we should never have broken up. I'm sorry I tried to cheat on you with Leah."
"I don't know . ." she says, uncrossing her arms.
"I won't do it again babe," he says.
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"Okay, fine," she says, smiling.
"Cool. And, now to make it official. . ." he pauses.
"What Josh?" she asks
"This."
He pushes her down on the bed and leans over her, one hand on the hem of her shirt. She realises what is happening and screams.
"Mom! Dad!"
He puts his big hand over her mouth. She pushes it off, struggling.
"Help! Rape! Rape!"
He is even closer now, and is about to kiss her when her parents rush in, brandishing kitchen knives.
"Get off my daughter!" her dad yells, pushing him off her, "Get out of my house!"
He marches him towards the door and throws him out.
"I will get you back for this!"
Star is still lying on her bed in shock.
"Oh, sweetie, did he hurt you?" her mum asks, concerned. Star shakes her head.
"No Mom."
Her mom nods her head and hugs her tightly.
FLASHBACK OVER
"Yes, but how does he kill your parents?" Squid asked.
"It was a few weeks since that happened. . ."
FLASHBACK
Star and her friends had been out clubbing. All their parents were at a parents evening for their little siblings, and they were left to their own devices.
They partied until after midnight. They said goodbye to each other at their streets, and Star was left to walk alone.
When Star walked down her driveway, the first thing she noticed was a flashy police car parked in her drive. The second thing was a couple of burly policemen standing just outside her door. Confused, she walked up and greeted them.
"Good evening officers."
"Not anymore," the one on the left grumbled.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"You're parents were at a parents evening at Dyke High School right?"
"Right."
"At about 8:00 there was a fire at your school."
"Oh that's terrible! Are my parents okay?"
"Your parents are dead sweetheart."
"What?" She yelled, struggling to turn the doorknob.
"They died in the fire. I'm so sorry."
"The girls, what about the girls?"
"Everyone in the building died."
"Oh. My. Gawd." she sobbed repeatedly.
She finally managed to open the door. She stumbled towards the phone.
"What are you doing?" one of the policemen asked.
"Call. . . must call. . ." she spluttered, dialling a number and waiting for them to pick up.
"Hello, this is Gold."
"Our parents, their dead. Their all dead."
"What are you blabbering on about Star? Our parents are dead?"
"Yes."
"I don't understand. . ."
"Call the others. Bring them round. Please," Star sobbed.
"Okay. See you in a few."
She hung up the phone. Star slumped on the floor in a dead faint.
It was morning. Star, Gold, Ginger, Pepper, Neon, Myth and Crazy were round Star's house packing to be sent to an orphanage until one of their family members could be traced.
"I'm scared," said Gold.
"Me too," Star confessed, "I'm worried we'll be there for a long time."
"I'm so worried, I can't even think up anything weird to say," Crazy said, picking up a pair of underwear and inspecting them, "Yep, these'll do."
"Congrats, Crazy, you just did," Neon mumbled, chucking piles and piles of checked shirts, baggy jeans and head scarves in her rainbow coloured suitcase.
"Don't worry, if anything happens, i'll be there for all of you," Pepper said, throwing her sunglasses in her blue suitcase and closing it.
"I just hope nothing happens. . ." Ginger stated.
Myth held up two t-shirts, one black with Tinker Bell on it and one green with a dragon saying 'I see Stoopid', "What do you think guys?"
"Oooh! The green one definitely!" Crazy said, pointing.
"Nah, that'll get us into a fight on out first day. How about this one?" Pepper said, grabbing a blue one from Myth's pile.
FLASHBACK OVER
"Why are you talking about clothes?" Squid asked.
"I just wanted to give you the full explanation," I said, jamming my toothpick into my mouth.
"Okay then. . . continue."
FLASHBACK
It had been one month since they had arrived at the orphanage.
"Girls, I have some good news. . ." the matron in charge of them said.
"What?" asked Myth.
"They've found a living relative of Ginger's to take care of you. Ms Lou Walker!"
"Auntie?" Ginger yelled, leaping up.
"Stop jumping around Ginger," Pepper said, "And wait for us to join in!"
They jumped around, ecstatic that they would finally have a home.
FLASHBACK OVER
I sniffed.
"Oh, so that's what happened," Squid said.
"Yes," I sniffed again, looking into his brown eyes. He lifted my chin with his hand and tilted his head towards me. . .
Uh oh. I knew what was coming next. Gotta think of a distraction, gotta think. . . AH HA! Got it!
"Boink boink boink ba-boink boink boink!" I yelled, dancing like crazy. I probably looked like an idiot, but at least it was a distraction.
"What the hell are you doing Star?" Squid said, obviously annoyed at me messing up our moment.
"Oh sorry. This tune was really bugging me and I wanted to get it out of my head," I smiled.
"Well. . . then. . . ok. Let's get back to the subject. . ." he said, again tilting his head and puckering up his lips. He looked like a spastic goldfish.
I didn't want to kiss him really, not yet anyway, so I gathered up all the air I could and did what I had to do. . .
I burped.
"Eeew! Disgusting! What was that?" he spluttered, pulling away.
"I'm sorry Squid but I did what I had to do," I said, shaking my head.
"Ugh. Why?" he asked, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Because, quite frankly, I know nothing about you and I really don't want to kiss you yet."
"Yet?"
"Yet. That does not mean you can go doing your fish impression at me any time you want. I can now see why they named you Squid," I said, still a bit annoyed.
"You'll tell me when?"
"I'll tell you when. Or I won't. Depends," I confirmed.
"So, what was the real reason you won't kiss me?"
"Because your just not hot."
"You know your joking."
"Am I?"
"I do think you are."
"You'd be surprised."
