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My Fault Part 1

I'm on fanfiction.net as THESINGHER as well.

            Star was getting sick of it, she was tired of the smell of medicine and sick everywhere, tired of the nurses who constantly told her to 'kindly' to leave and especially tired of constantly seeing her best friend like this. For the last month she had been going to the hospital to talk to Marco after school for hours. He might not be able to talk back or even hear her but just being with him made Star feel better. She missed his constant fretting over her, his warm hugs that seemed to turn the bitter winter into joyous summer and she definitely missed those hazel colored eyes, so full of kindness.

But now those eyes were closed, and she missed them, dearly. She wanted her old life back where everything was certain with Friendship Thursday and Marco's nachos... Ohhh her mouth just watered at the thought of his godly food. None of the royal chefs seemed to be able to replicate the cheesy delicacy she had come to call 'triangle foods'.

But she had not tasted them in so long, she hadn't laughed in as long and she definitely hadn't smiled since that fight...

It had started as a normal fight, Ludo turning up with his monster minions as usual. Marco and her had swept the floor with them, but Ludo had decided in a desperate last bid to cast a bolt of dark magic. Star was so engrossed in trying out a new spell on Lobster Claws that she didn't notice it, unfortunately Marco did. The stupid boy threw himself in front of Star and collapsed immediately, the green magic seemed to engulf his body, then just as suddenly, it dissolved away. Luckily, for both Star and himself, Ludo had collapsed at his effort and Buff Frog effortlessly lifted his body, fireman style and returned back to his castle with all the other injured monsters. But at that moment, all Star was focused on was Marco's unmoving body.

She rushed towards him, fearing the worst.

"Marco," she called, expecting a reply, even a grunt but alas, he remained silent,

"Marco pl...please" Star desperately called, she could feel her eyes watering, blurring her vision. She turned him over, he felt so light, so lifeless...

It had been 2 months since then, and Marco's condition had not improved. The doctors had assured Star that he was okay, that he was just in a coma. But all Star could do was tell herself 'it's my fault'. Her parents had rushed to the hospital and comforted her before seeing Marco, their own son. Star didn't deserve the love and care from them, she was the one who got Marco in danger, and she was the one who put him in this hospital bed.

Yet everyone told her it wasn't her fault, even her schoolmates tried making her life easier for her. Skullnick would help her during maths (why were they suddenly letters in maths?), Janna had offered to walk home with Star and even Principal Skeeves had given her a pass on homework. Ferguson and Alfonzo had gone with Star to visit Marco and so had Jackie. Until Jackie had started going out with some new kid called Jordan. And Star suspected Janna had broken into Marco's hospital room on a few occasions as she had forgotten her beanie once...

Despite all her friends' efforts to make her feel better, Star would still fall asleep crying, blaming herself for Marco's condition. She couldn't help it, Marco was her bestest best friend and she had sworn never to hurt him. Yet here he was, unreceptive to the world because Star couldn't protect him. He had always protected her, cooking her nachos when she was hungry, accompanying her to her family's weird reunions; he was known as the 'safe kid' for a reason. Yet it had seemed all his cautiousness, all his common sense had left him, as suddenly as he left her...

Everyday, no matter how busy or tired she was, Star would go to his hospital room and talk to him. She would tell him what was happening around school; the new kid arriving, the fire evacuation that had happened which might or might not have been Star's fault. Star didn't know if he could hear her, but it made her feel better, like he was still listening. Still there for her.

Star had never actually realized how her life would be without Marco, it was boring not having someone to fuss over her, it was painful every time Star turned her head in class, wanting to tell Marco something, not realizing he wasn't there. She had grown quieter and quieter, classes didn't seem as fun anymore and, she hadn't mentioned this to her parents, but Star was having difficulty casting spells. Luckily, Ludo had not returned, for Star didn't know if she could take him and his monsters out with a faulty wand and without her partner in battle.

Today Star had been in detention for zoning out of class again, so she arrived at the hospital late. Many of the doctors and nurses knew her by now and waved when she entered. She nodded back. She had never liked hospitals, they smelled... weird. Nevertheless, Star headed straight for Marco's room, room 365.

The room was filled with flowers from both friends and family, some were grey, having been there a long time, while others had messages, saying 'Get Well Soon' and other get well messages. Star enjoyed his room, she would enter the room and it would seem she was transported somewhere far from the death and sickness of the hospital. Maybe it was just Marco's presence, he had always made Star feel that she was somewhere else, where everyone loved her for who she was. Not as a princess of Mewni, not as a disgrace to the Butterfly name but as Star Butterfly, the rebel princess.

Or maybe it was because Star loved her best friend; it had started as a crush, with her hiding it by faking a crush on Oskar. But it had evolved, into something more, she would imagine a future with him, maybe as King and Queen or maybe living together on Earth...

But Star knew she wouldn't be able to be with Marco, he liked Jackie and she was her friend too, Star would never hurt them. But Jackie had started going out with the new kid, Jordan. That was a bit cold, breaking up with Marco when he didn't even know what was happening. Secretly, Star was glad, maybe then she could be with him.

"Hey Marco," she always started their 'conversations' like this. She desperately wanted him to hug her, telling her everything would be okay. But she had not felt his warm, loving embrace and she dearly missed it.

"Today we were learning about William Shakespeare and his plays. I found it really boring an...and I just really miss you Marco." Star muttered, she had promised herself that she wouldn't cry in front of him. But she felt the tears fall relentlessly down her cheeks.

"I...I've been wanting to tell you something Marco, for awhile now actually," Star whispered, playing with her golden hair as she averted her eyes to the polished floor. The janitors always cleaned them on Wednesdays.

"I know you might not f...feel the same way, but I want you to know, b...before it's too late." She could taste the all too familiar salty aftertaste. "I know you like Jackie, you've liked her for 10 years. B...but" Star inhaled taking in the air,

"I like you Marco. I didn't know what it was before, but I like like you. You always know what to say to cheer me up and you like me for who I am. I know you don't feel the same way about me, but I don't want this to ruin our friendship. These last few months without you have been painful, more painful than losing my wand. I...if you go, who's going to put up with me. Who's going to be my mess-up twin, my best friend?"

Star Butterfly couldn't believe it, she had confessed, after months of hiding and avoiding it. But she knew it would mean nothing, nothing if he didn't wake up...