Jackie's POV
The walk to Marco's house felt longer than it usually did. I was normally able to make it in five minutes, but because of the pain I was feeling in my legs everything I moved them, it was taking me longer than usual. The sun was beginning to set causing a beautiful orange light in the sky. For a long time, that was my favorite thing to look at, though it's still beautiful, something else has took its place.
I ignore the pain in my legs and speed up the pass I see Marco's house in the distance. As I approached it, I saw Marco walking out to the mailbox. He had the some old monotone and emotionless look on his that I had grown to love. I started to sprint to him. My footsteps were loud and they echoed through the otherwise silent street.
Marco had his hand inside the mailbox when he heard the sound of me running. He turned to his left and his arms became wide when he saw me. I finally made it up to him and I hugged him tightly. He was really taken aback by this. It even took him a while to realize what was even going on, but once he did, he hugged me back.
"Hi", he said. He didn't really know what else to say.
"Hi", I responded. My face was buried deep in his chest, so my voice came out very muffled. We stood there for who knows how long. For a very short minute, I was able to forget what just happened to me and I was able to enjoy life.
"Marco? What are you doing h-"
Marco and I quickly broke our hug and turned to face his mother who was now standing in the doorway. "We don't have any mail Mom", Marco sai probably hoping his mother didn't see me, but she did.
"What were you two doing?", his mother asked with a little smile.
We both blushed and Marco said, "Nothing inappropriate. Jackie just came over to visit."
"Y-Yeah, I was just in the neighborhood and I decided that I would come over and say hello to my closest friend ", I said as put my arm around Marco. This only made the both of us blush even harder.
"Sure you were", Mrs. Diaz said with a smirk on her face.
Marco and I were extremely flustered. "Excuse me ma'am", I asked, "May I use your restroom?"
"Of course you can sweetie", Mrs. Diaz said, "Marco, can you show her to the bathroom?"
"Yeah", Marco said as he grabbed my hand, "I'd be happy to show her." I already knew where the bathroom was, but I wasn't gonna pass up the opportunity to hold Marco's hand. We entered the house and I immediately saw that all the furniture in the living room was wrapped in bubble wrap.
"What happened here?", I asked Marco.
"I'll tell you later", Marco said as he softly kicked a bubble wrapped covered chair.
"No kicking the furniture, Marco", Mrs. Diaz said, "When will you start listening to me?"
"I'll listen to you when you stop being paranoid and take the bubble wrap off my bed", Marco retorted. His mother just rolled her eyes and went into the kitchen. As Marco began to lead me upstairs to the bathroom, he started to speak to me, "Did something happen at home?"
I didn't even think about lying to him, "Yeah. He did it to my while I was unconscious."
It took a while for him to fully understand the sentence, but once he did, it pissed him off to no end. He did a good job at keeping calm, but I could tell that he wanted to use my father's face as a punching bag, and I would gladly let him. We made it to the bathroom and Marco opened the door for me. I quickly rushed in and asked, "Do you think your parents will mind if I use this shower?"
"They have their own shower", Marco said, "They won't mind if you use mine."
"Good. Can you please close the door?"
"That depends", Marco said, "Can I take a shower with you?"
I chuckled, "Not today, maybe some other time."
"Promise?"
"I promise. Now can you close the door please?" Marco shut the door and I locked it from the inside. I sat against the door and giggled to myself quietly for a couple of minutes. Marco actually wanted to take a shower with me. He actually wanted to see my naked body, even though he knows it's dirty and used. I think I love him even more now.
Normally, after I get raped, I don't get to wash myself off, so feeling the warm water sprinkling on my body was one of the greatest things I've ever felt. It felt refreshing. It felt soothing. Sure maybe I was overreacting a tad bit simple because it was the same shower that the boy of my dreams used daily, but either way, it felt amazing. As much as I wanted to stay in that magical place, I quickly finished my shower so I could see Marco and Star.
I put on the same clothes and exited the bathroom with my hair still a little wet. I saw that Marco was standing outside his bedroom door. "Were you waiting for me?", I asked.
"Yeah", Marco admitted without shame, "I wanted to be the first thing you see when you got out."
I smiled and grabbed his hand, "That's nice of you. Slightly creepy, but nice."
"Yeah, I thought it was kinda creepy", Marco said as he stared down at our two hands. It was like he couldn't believe we were holding hands, even though we've done it a bunch of times before.
"Is something wrong?", I asked.
Without even looking up, he said, "I don't think I'll ever get used to the electrifying feeling I get whenever I touch you." I was now redder than a fire truck. Did I really make him feel like that?
"Y'know, you make me feel the same way", I said. He finally looked up at me and met my eyes. His brown eyes were enough to make me melt into a puddle on the ground, but I toughed it out and continued, "I've always wanted to hold your hand, so whenever I do get to hold it, I feel like the most beautiful girl in the world."
"You should feel like that all the time", Marco said running his free hand through my hair "You're the most beautiful girl in the world Jackie."
I leaned in and kissed Marco on his soft lips. He started to kiss me back and we were now in a full blown make out session. We did our best to be as quiet as possible, but a few moans were heard. This was my second kiss with Marco, and it might have been better than the first. I wanted to be with Marco. I wanted to him to protect me forever, like I know he would. I didn't want to die anymore, I just wanted to be with Marco. I wanted to be with my friends Star, Hope, Janna, and Leah, and if that meant I had to suffer a little at home, so be it.
"Oh my gosh!"
Marco and I stopped kissing and sighed. We knew who's voice that was. We turned to our right (Marco's left) and saw Star standing their with a big grin on her face.
"You two are the cutest couple ever! I can't wait till you have your baby! She's gonna be the most adorable thing on the planet! And I'm gonna be an aunt!", Star said jumping up and down.
"Alright Star", Marco said as he stopped the girl from jumping in the air, "Jackie and I aren't having a baby anytime soon."
"Well when you do, can I please name it? Pretty please?", Star begged.
Marco decided to entertain the girl's fantasy, "Of course, what do you want to name it."
"Adubeedop!", Star said.
I raised an eyebrow, "Excuse me?"
"On Mewni, Adubeedop means 'lucky child'", Star explained.
"Yeah, no. I'm not naming my child that", Marco said bluntly.
"Oh", Star said as she pouted. I walked up next to her and put and arm around her, "Adubeedop can be the babies middle name." Star squealed and hugged me while Marco just rolled his eyes. If there was one girl I wouldn't mind losing Marco to, it would be Star. She's such a nice, pure soul and I know she wouldn't actively try and steal him from me. Besides, even I can see that those two would make a cute couple, but right now, I have Marco all to myself.
"I'm gonna go downstairs and get away from all of this", he started to make his way downstairs before suddenly stopping and looking back at Star, "Are those fucking dogs still in the living room?"
Star let go of me and look at the floor sheepishly, "Only two of them."
Marco groaned, "Fine, but if they touch me, I swear to God I'm kicking it in the face." As soon as he was out of sight I turned to Star and asked, "Why does he hate puppies again?"
She shrugged, "I'll never know, but who cares about that now? I'm watching a movie about an adorable fish that feeds milk to it's baby! Do you wanna watch with me?"
Before I could even answer her, she grabbed my arm and rushed me downstairs to the living room. I almost tripped down the stairs, but I was able to make it with an inch of my life. Star threw me on the couch and sat a bowl of popcorn in my lap. She positioned my head toward the tv and forced me to watch.
"Look Jackie! It's about to give birth to another tiny fish!", Star said with fascination in her voice, "I can't wait to see it. It might be even cuter than its mama." Star became silent and we all watched the movie quietly. I realized that the 'fish' Star was talking about was actually a dolphin.
When the mother dolphin started to give birth, Marco ran over to Star and covered her eyes. "Marco! I wanna see the baby!", Star said as she struggled to get him off her to no avail.
"You can see the baby", Marco said refusing to get off her, "But you can't see how it enters the world."
Eventually the baby dolphin was completely out of the mother and Marco uncovered Star's eyes so she could see it. Star's eyes widened with delight. The baby dolphin started to swim. It began to swim around the little pool and eventually it swan to its mother. Star was fascinated with the beauty of nature.
"This is the most beautiful thing ever", Star said, "Isn't child birth of any kind magical. It signifies the starting of a family. The birth of a child brings two people together, and it makes them even more in love, and most importantly, they promise to love and cherish that child."
If it was anyone else saying these words, I would imagine strangling them, but this was Star. She was from another world. Hell, she was another universe entirely. She didn't how things were here on earth. She didn't know that people can go from loving and caring for their kids, to hating them in the blink of an eye. Sometimes a child will never be loved and they will grow up to be hateful and a monster. Most of the time, people don't give a damn about kids, even their own.
"But unfortunately", Star continued, "That isn't always the case."
I slowly turned to her in confusion. Her voice had lost the excitement it normal had and she sounded deflated. "What wrong Star?", I asked putting a hand on her shoulder.
Star kept her head down and said, "My parents don't love me. They think I'm a dissapointment. I'll never be the perfect princess that they wanted. They want me to be something I'm not, but they can't except the fact that I just wanna be myself."
Marco wasn't fazed by she was saying which made me suspect that Star already told him about this, but seeing as this is the first time I had ever heard this, I was absolutely shocked. Star seemed like such a happy girl all of the time, so hearing this made me so sad.
"Is that why you left your home?", I asked.
Star nodded, "That and the fact that they had an arranged marriage for me. They tried to make my marry my ex-boyfriend Tom, who I hate with all my heart."
"Fucking prick", I heard Marco mumbled. He hadn't even met Tom yet, but he already had harsh feelings toward him.
A smile suddenly appeared on Star's face as she said, "At least you guys don't have to deal with that stuff." She turned to Marco, "Marco, you're parents do everything they can to make sure your head is normal." She turned to me, "I've never met your parents Jackie, but they must be amazing people if they can raise someone to be as great as you."
This poor girl had absolutely no idea how messed things can get. She had crappy parents, no one would deny that, but what Star had to go through is nothing compared to what I've had to live with. It just goes to show that misery knows no bounds.
Star is a damn princess. She shouldn't have any problems. Everything she wants should be delivered to her on a silver platter, but instead, she had to deal with awful parents that were disappointed in the fact that she wasn't the perfect daughter.
"Excuse Jackie"
My attention turned to the kitchen entrance way where Marco's mother was standing. "Would you like to stay for dinner?", she asked, "We're having grilled cheese sandwiches."
I smiled and said, "Of course, as long as you don't mind."
Mrs. Diaz smiled warmly and said, "Oh it's no problem. Anything for my future daughter in law."
I giggled and blushed while Marco gritted his teeth, "Mom, can you stop embarrassing me please?"
Mrs. Diaz rolled her eyes and said, "Star, would you like to help set the table?"
Star jumped off the couch and said, "If course! And while we're gone, Marco and Jackie can have their baby."
"Oh for fuck sake", Marco groaned and faced palmed.
"I'm just gonna pretend I didn't hear that", Mrs. Diaz said as she took Star into the dinning room.
"I hate her", Marco said under his breath.
"That's a lie", I said teasingly as I run my hand through his soft hair, "You love her and you know it."
"True", Marco admitted as he laid back and accepted the feeling of my hand, "She's just a bit much."
"Y'know one of the things I like most about you?", I asked. Marco looked at me confused and asked, "What?"
I lied my head down on his chest and said, "I love the way you take care of Star. It genuinely warms my heart. The girls and I gossip about what a great guy you are and how lucky Star is to be able to spend so much time with you. You look after Star like she was your own child, and I wish my father was more like you."
Marco was silent. He was taking in everything I said. Finally, he said, "You're giving me too much credit. I'm doing what any decent human would do."
"There aren't that many decent people in the world. Let alone people who would do what you did", I said. The look on Marco's face became soft and he said, "Decent people are out there my angel, you just need to look harder."
My face became red and I started to giggle. I was his angel. Star might've been his princess, but I was his angel.
"Alright everyone", Mrs. Diaz called, "The food is ready."
"You go ahead. I have to talk to my father really quick", Marco said. I nodded and headed into the dinning room where Star was already eating one of her grilled cheese sandwiches.
Marco's POV
I wanted to mind my own business and let the situation handle itself, but I knew if I waited too long, things would get even worse for Jackie, so I decided to take action. I ran upstairs to my parents room and opened the door without knocking. I saw my father leisurely getting out of bed and rubbing his eyes.
"Marco?", my father asked tiredly, "Is everything alright?"
Author's Note: I'm sorry to end the chapter there, but my parents are about to shut the internet off for who knows how long, so I decided to update this story really quick. The next chapter will have a bunch of interesting plots I promise and I'll try to update as soon as possible.