Star's pov
I sat in the living space just fiddling with my fingers quietly, not really knowing what to do.
I don't know if I should tell Marco this, but, my vision has been blocked out completely. I couldn't see anymore. It was all black. Imagine closing your eyes, or you're in a room where all the lights have been completely turned off. Yeah, that's how it looks right now. It has gotten worse each day I awoke and it isn't getting any better either. It didn't really bother me that much since I knew I was never gonna get my sight back anyway.
I hear footsteps rushing down the stairs and into a room I'm not too familiar with. Shortly after, the sound of plates and glasses being fumbled around with filled my ears making me cringe at the sound of it just rubbing together.
"Marco?" I called out, waiting for him to answer.
"Yeah? Y'need anything, Star?" He retorts back, causing a smile to etch onto my lips.
"No. Just checkin' to make sure it's you" I chuckled nervously. Oh god, should I tell him? No. I'll just wait this one out for a few days just to be safe.
"If you need anything, you know who to call" He laughs, me following in return.
Silence and the sound of kitchen wear being placed around filled the air, not long before a knock on the door came, footsteps running to it soon after.
I could hear it being opened before an obnoxious voice spoke.
"Marco!"
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blind//completed
Fanfiction"perhaps it is better to be blind then to see the harsh truths." | starco |