Chapter 5: Breakdown
Star POV
I can't believe Marco gave me the house all to myself! The only problem is that I don't know how to use most of the things Marco uses. I tried turning on the "Tee-Vee", but I couldn't find the "remote" so I just gave up and tried to make those nachos Marco always makes for me, but I couldn't find the chips so I made cereal instead. I would've eaten it...but I tripped and spilled it by accident. I tried to clean it up by using my wand, and it only made it worse and it started burning so I just put water on it and covered it with a towel. I look up and see what the mess I've made. I'm panicking and trying to think of what to do before Marco gets back…I hear a click at the door as it slowly opens.
Normal POV
Marco runs to the house as Nick follows behind him. "Why are we running?" he asks while panting. "I forgot to tell Star I was leaving!" Marco exclaims while heavily breathing. By the time Marco had lost his stamina to run, the house was in front of him. He walks up the stairs slowly as Nick does the same. "Who's Star?" he asks while trying to catch his breath. "I'll introduce you to her" he says as he slowly opens the door. "Star, this is…" Marco stopped and stared at what was before his very eyes.
Marco's POV
She did it again. Every time I leave her alone, she trashes the house like some sort of wild pet. I know she's a princess and isn't used to this, but I've made ground rules with her like not leaving the house, clean up after herself, and no friends unless told otherwise. These rules are what you would tell a child, not a teenager. The first time she did this I forgave her because I expected something like this. The second time, I would've lost my cool but she had a sleepover with some of her "girlfriends" and one of the happened to be Jackie and I didn't feel like yelling at my best friend…wait no...friend in front of my crush. But this time, I can't let it slide. She KNOWS that I have to be the one to fix it. And to make matters worse, mom and dad get home in about 10 minutes. I'm beyond angry. Angry isn't even the word I would use to describe it. I'm infuriated. I am visibly shaking with anger.
She starts to notice and begins to talk her way out of it. "Marco.." I don't want to hear her excuses so I cut her off. "What did I tell you about this?" I say with a slow,condescending tone with rage built up behind. "Marco, I can explain.." No. Excuses get me nowhere. I'm done with this. I let all my rage flow through as I spoke. "ANSWER ME, DAMMIT!" She's shocked by my sudden tone so much, I start to see tears form in her eyes. "I…" I know what's going to happen. She's gonna say sorry and try to blow the whole thing off. That isn't going to work this time. "You…PROMISED ME THAT THIS WOULD NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN!" She's visibly crying now. Good. I want her to remember this. "I MADE THOSE RULES SO THINGS LIKE THIS NEVER HAPPEN! She's trying to speak through her tears. "I'm sorry.." That draws the line. "I'm so tired of…FUCKING PICKING UP AFTER YOU! MY PARENTS GET HOME I A FEW MINUTES AND THEY LEFT ME IN CHARGE OF THE HOUSE! But as SOON as I leave the house, you come and…just…FUCK IT ALL UP!" She can't even talk because of her constant crying. "SO Y'KNOW WHAT…" I look her dead in the eyes as she's shaking with fear. "I'm…done! I'm done with picking up after you! I'm done with being second best! But most importantly…I'm done with YOU, STAR BUTTERFLY!" I walk out the door with rage and speed-walk down the side walk.
As I walk, I knock into Jeremy Birnbaum, my archenemy in Tang Soo Do and just an overall terrible person. To me anyway. "Watch where you're going, you idiot!" he says as he stumbles back. If I thought Star's excuses drew the line, that one sentence sent me to a new level of anger. I picked him up and looked him dead in the eyes as he looked back at me with shock and confusion. "If you..EVER COME ON MY FUCKING PROPERTY AGAIN IM GONNA MAKE SURE YOU DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY TO SPEND ON TRYING TO BE BETTER THAN ME!" Jeremy is legitimately terrified by the, what I assume to be, evil look on my face. "You wanna know why, Jeremy?" I ask him in a rhetorical way. "Wh…" He begins to ask before I cut him off. "I won't steal your money, give it away, or burn it…" I pull him even closer to my face. "I will beat you so bad, that it will take every…last…cent you and your parents own to fix you!" I throw him on the ground, with his head bouncing off the concrete. "NOW GET THE HELL OUT OF MY SIGHT, YOU BASTARD!" He runs with, what I assume to be blood dripping from the back of his head. I don't give a damn.
As soon as I walk into Nick's house, I go downstairs and start crying on the mat. I don't even want to cry. It's just an "after effect" of my rage. I don't care about earlier. I just want quiet. I sit and cry for what feels like half an hour until Nick comes down and talks to me. He tells me I can stay for the night. Unlike Jeremy and Star, I don't yell at him because he wasn't part of my pent-up rage. I obliged and he let me in his bed while he slept on the couch. I could care less about the room. All I wanted was the world to fade away as I fell asleep.
(I'm sorry about that being A LOT more extreme than my other chapters but I needed something to develop the characters as we go along. Also I was wondering if I should continue with the "build-up to the Ultimate Rumble" thing or I should make Marco climb his way to the top slowly starting from the bottom. I do not own Star vs. the Forces of Evil along with their characters and never will.)