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69-Events In The Mirror

(TW:Talk of Self-Harm)

Rey's POV
I lied on the cold floor, mourning my brother. I watched as she murdered him and now I was going to take away everything she has ever loved, just as she did to me. Then once I've done that, I'm going to kill her so slowly that she will beg me to end her life.

I'm going to kill you.

I hope she heard me.

I hope she knows I'm coming.

(y/n)'s POV
I woke to the feeling of being watched. I looked to my right to see Anakin staring at me, I chuckled as I turned to face him. "How long have you been awake?" I asked as I gently caressed his face.

"I haven't slept."He responded as he closed his eyes to enjoy the feeling of my hand against his cheek.

"You need to, Rey is still out there and we need to be prepared for her. Beginning with being well-rested." I slightly tapped his cheek and he smiled in response and opened his eyes.

"I'm afraid you won't be here when I wake up," He admitted with sad eyes, "I'm afraid this is all a dream."

I felt a small pain of guilt, "I'm really here and I'm not going anywhere." I leaned closer to him and pressed my lips to his, he kissed me back instantly and brought up his hand up so he could gently cup my face. I pulled away from him and placed a small peck on the tip of his nose causing him to giggle and I rolled over to get off of the bed.

"Where are you going?" He asked nervously as he sat up.

I put on a robe to cover my exposed body, "I'm just going to the bathroom, I'll only be a minute."

He sighed before laying back down, "Leave the door open." He mumbled. I nodded and left it wide open when I stepped into the hall.

I reached the bathroom and did my business. As I flushed the toilet I looked towards the shower. The image of my drunken night where I attempted to fall off the balcony came to mind. I remember after Padme and Satine saved me, Padme sat me in this very shower. I was there staring at her razors, contemplating on slitting my wrists. The only reason I didn't is because she never left the room. I even made a plan to do it once she fell asleep, but she never did, she stayed awake that whole night. She saved my life three times that night and she didn't even know it. And the worst part is, I don't think I ever thanked her.

I stood at the sink and began to wash my hands when I thought I heard someone calling my name. It sounded like a faint whisper, I looked around the room but saw no one and figured it was just my imagination.

"(y/n)." This time it was louder and I looked up to meet my own reflection but yellow eyes were staring back. I jumped back and blinked rapidly but the eyes stayed the same, not only that, my reflection never moved. "Did you think you could get rid of me that easily?" She smirked. I stood there frozen, I was seeing things, this wasn't real.

"Go away." I breathed out as I held my hand up to my stomach in a protective way.

She chuckled, "How? I'm you." She held a smug grin. "You can push me down all you want but I'm there and you will let me out." She spoke in an almost threatening tone. That's when I felt it, I felt her inside of me trying to take over. "You think anyone loves you?" She scoffed, "You're so pathetic."

"Please stop." I began to cry as I held my hands to my ears to try and tune her out. But it wasn't working because the voice was inside my own head.

"You should be afraid, the council will consider the child a threat and they'll take him from you, from us." She continued trying to get under my skin.