Starco : It All Started With A Shoe [COMPLETED]

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"I changed my mind, this is all your fault Janna," I chewed on my packed pasta that mother occasionally made.

It was rare that my mother cooks for me. It was clear that she was always busy and didn't have the time, but I understood. I wasn't one of those kids that nags about affection because I understood why my mother is doing all of this. .for me.

Janna grinned lazily, her eyelids dropping low."I asked you to throw the water bottle, not your shoes."

I huffed, knowing that she had a point but I wouldn't admit that. It wasn't my nature to admit it was my fault all along. I always find a loop hole or someway to blame someone else. "I wouldn't have thrown that shoe if you didn't pissed me off!" I raised my voice.

But she looked unfazed by my outburst, she grinned widely. "Aren't you gonna say thank you?" my forehead scrunched in confusion."For what?" I snapped.

"Because of me you have found your soulmate, " she let it slip off her tongue like it was nothing. I scoffed in disbelief."What the hell are you saying?"

"Don't you see? This is fate," she gives me a hopeful look. "two people who hate each other will soon fall in love. Isn't that beautiful?"

"You're fuc-in crazy, what the hell does that mean?" I laugh in disbelief. "--stop reading novels, it's turning you into this hopeless romantic."

"But I can feel it," she insisted. "'-I feel it so strongly.

"Janna sto---"

"Marco needs someone who can fill his empty heart, he needed something that he hasn't had before and you," she pointed her fingers at me. "You need someone who can show you affection, who can take care of you because you're always pretending to yourself that you are capable of everything and doesn't show her weakness."

I frowned at her. "Him needing me? Me needing him? What kind of delusional story is that?"

"I hate him and he hates me. That's all that's gonna happen, no magic or falling in love," I pursed my lips. "--and I don't need anyone. I'm perfectly capable."

"You'll never know, but I see it," she still doesn't end it and I gave up with a sigh. "--suit yourself. We can't even be friends, let alone fall in love? That's absurd, Janna."

///

Eversince Janna said those things to me, I haven't been in the right state of mind.

Me and Marco? What kind of thought is that? I can't even imagine myself falling for him, let alone doing things couples do and it grosses me to the point I wanted to vomit.

But besides that, Janna was right. I always say I'm fine. I'm a horrible person, I always cause people trouble because I never admit my mistakes. I always think that I'm always right and that it makes me inferior, that I'm weak when I ask for someone's help.

I know that I need to fix that attitude of mine, but I can't help it.

So here I am, walking along the field lifeless, my eyes staring ahead yet they weren't focusing. My feet carrying me wherever it wanted to be, for me I never belonged to anywhere.

It was until I heard someone yelled my name, but I didn't bother to. The only thing I only wanted to hear was the beating of my heart.

And I suddenly fell on the ground, my legs felt like someone twisted them with no mercy. The pain was unbearable. I could feel pain now, it was horrible but I bit my lip so hard to distract the actual pain throbbing through my legs. I felt blood drawl out to my tongue as I tried not to yelp in pain.

I took countless of deep breaths.When I tried to stand up, I wobbled and then fell back to where it all began, my legs even more painful then the passing seconds. I could feel the tears burn from my eyes but I squint and tried to let them go away.

A silhouette hovered. I didn't bother  to look up. It was so shameful for me to let alone be vulnerable.

"I'm fine," I muttered weakly, the pain taking almost all of my strength .

I thought it would leave but it's hand grabbed my arms and lifted me up. It was then I turned to face the person and anger rushed to me. I pushed him hard away from me that I fell back to the ground. Feeling so much shame for me that he has seen me in this state.

"Leave me alone! Don't try to help me and act like some hero!"

"You're fu-kin crazy," he looked at me with disbelief. "--I don't even want to help you, but here I am putting aside my grudge against you and you're just gonna push me aside?"

"Do you really think that highly of yourself?" he crossed his brows. "--can you even see yourself? You can barely stand and you refuse my help?"

"I don't want anyway help, especially coming from you," I said softly.

He sighs and grabs my arms once more, lifting me upwards. "You're such a brat."

"I never asked your help," I look away.

"Sometimes you should know when to ask help, it's not always that you can handle it by yourself," he muttered softly, loosening his grip on me. "--admitting that you need help does not mean you're vulnerable,
" he added.

The tears that I kept trying to hide began to trickle from my eyes. It was then that all the emotions and thoughts I've tried to keep and heal began breaking down. I try to stop the tears from flowing but it just keeps going until I feel like I'm a mess.

"Why do you care?!" I screeched. "--wouldn't it be much better seeing me suffer?"

"I'm not that heartless," he says. He hands a towel and I reluctantly grab it.

"I hate you even more," I sniffed. "--now I owe you something and that pains me."

He grabs both of my legs and hoistened me up, like those bridal carry. I feel myself flushing red in embarrassment and I hid my face with his towel, hoping no one would notice us. "This is fuc-in embarrassing," I say.

"Deal with it," he says in a monotone voice. "--this affects me more. I can't believe I'm helping the wrench who assaulted me."

"Then why are you helping me?"

He doesn't answer. Instead he starts walking and I could imagine everyone's eyes on us while we walked out from the field. My ego can't handle this humiliation but deep inside, I want to thank this loser for atleast not giving up on me.

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