My hands shaky, I calm myself. I'm making dinner for Star. I open my recipe book and tie up my hair messily, my hair still falls over my face though. I read through my recipe book and pick pasta. I know Stars favourite food from… watching him. I take out the ingredients and stuff and start making the pasta. Cutting myself accidentally while chopping the veggies, Ah! I cover it with a band aid and continue like nothing happened. I guess I'm just nervous… I have him under my roof now, the boy I've admired for so long… I snap myself out of it and continue hoping to make a dinner that Star will like.
…
I enter the bathroom, and I lock the door. Slowly starting to undress myself. My pants brush against the deep cuts on my thighs. It hurts. I remove everything and start the shower. I turn the water to cold and step underneath, the water making the cuts sting. I wash myself and my hair with the products I find in the bathroom. I rise myself off and step out of the shower, drying myself. I dry my hair as much as I can with the towel Demon gave me, but my hair is still wet. I put on the white t-shirt and shorts that Demon left for me. Tying the drawstring I get ready to leave the bathroom. My scars are visible on my thighs. I put my star necklace back on and go to the kitchen for dinner. As I open the bathroom door I smell pasta. It smells good… My stomach rumbles as I slowly walk down the hallway to the kitchen. "Your back," smirks Demon as I come into view. I walk over to him and sit on a stool at the kitchen bench. Demon comes around the bench and places a bowl of pasta Infront of me.
"It smells good," I say as Demon hands me a fork. Demon sits on a stool next to me and starts eating slowly.
"Arnt you hungry?" asks Demon gesturing to my bowl and the fact that I haven't touched it yet.
"Ah yeah," I reply. I start to eat, "You got hurt?" I gesture towards Demons band-aid.
"Mmm yeah, it's nothing," Demon smiles.
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I finish my bowl a little after Demon does. He takes my bowl and puts it in the kitchen. Coming back, he lifts be of the stool. "Demon!" I say holding onto him tightly. He takes me into the lounge room and sets me down on the couch. Siting next to me he grabs the TV remote from the coffee table.
"What do you like watching?" asks Demon. I look away.
"Um… I don't know…" I say slowly. Demon turns to look at me.
"Mm?"
"Uh… anime," I say turning to face him. Demon smiles.
"Heh, me too," Demon turns back to the TV and picks an anime. It starts to play. It's a horror anime that I like. After an episode I fall asleep, my mind going blank. I must be tired because I never fall asleep that fast.
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Waking up I roll over. Star is in the room next to me where I carried him last night, when he fell asleep. It's about eight in the morning. I get ready for the day and leave my room. I let Star sleep longer and after a while I knock on his door. I hear a thud and then the door opens. Star looks tired.
"Ye?" Star says.
"What were you up to," I ask. Star shifts.
"Sleeping obviously." He says rolling his eyes.
"Mhm," I nod, "right…"
"Ah-" Star starts as I enter the room. The room is tidy. The only thing on the floor is a pair of scissors. I turn around and gently reach out to touch Star. Star moves his wrists away.
"Star? Where did you get those from?" I ask gesturing towards the scissors. Star looks away.
"Um… the set of draws in the hallway," Star admits. I sigh realising I had forgotten to lock the draws in the hallway.
"Naughty, not again. Kay?" I say.
"Kay," Star whispers. I pick up the scissors. "I didn't do anything with them, but I almost- but I didn't though!" Star stumbles. I inspect them, he didn't do anything with them. I put them in my pocket and then turn back to Star. I hug him.
"Please… if you need something, tell me… don't hurt yourself." I plead. Star is shaking. He starts to cry. I bring him to the bed and hold him tight. Star stops crying and pulls away.
"I'm sorry…" Star whispers. I nod gently.
"C'mon… we have fun plans for today," I tell Star. Star smiles gently.
"Okay… some how you make me feel better," Star says. I trace a heart on His thigh and smile gently.