Happier

The fight

Ahsoka's POV

Anakin seemed stressed lately. I didn't know why. He was spending less and less time with me. I wanted to ask him but since I hardly saw him I couldn't ask him. I know he could still be mad at me for not following his orders during a mission, but because I didn't no one died. If I had followed orders, things could have gone way worse. Right now I am sitting in Anakin and my shared quarters. I decide to wait here to see if Anakin would come home sometime soon. 

I sat here for a while until I sense Anakin getting closer. The door opens and now is mu chance to talk to him. " Hey skyguy" I say. " don't call me that" he says in an annoyed way. " Why have you been so mad lately" I say standing up. " Because you disobeyed my orders. You are there for one reason, to follow orders. I didn't even want a Padawan in the first place and if I did why would they give me you? They should have given me a Padawan who will follows orders and that is obviously not you" He says. I can feel my face getting hot, I hold back my tears. " I didn't have to be your Padawan, and if you don't want me then fine, I'll leave" I say. I reach to the back of my head and pull off my Padawan braid. I slam it on the table then walk out the door. 

I can't stand being in the temple right now. I walk out of the temple and end up just walking around Coruscant. Did he really mean what he said? I couldn't stop thinking about it. I thought he cared for me and really enjoyed having me as a Padawan. We had fun together. Maybe he just wasn't thinking right, I tried reassuring myself. But who knows, maybe he only let me be his Padawan because he would feel bad sending me away. 

It started to get colder out as it got later. I was tired and hungry but I didn't  feel like eating. I take out the credits that I always keep in my pocket and see there is enough to stay somewhere. I remembered a place where I can stay and it is quit cheap. It wasn't too far from here so I start walking there. 

While walking there, there where a few creepy people asking me to come with them or asking me to buy death sticks. I turned them down but they really made me feel uncomfortable. 

I reach the place and get a room. Once I get there I lock my door then I hop on my bed. I let a few tears go down my cheeks. I had been holding it all in. 

Let's just say that night I ended up crying myself to sleep