trust

part thirty

the ride was long and torturous. anakin wasn't going to be walking without help anytime soon.

after laying together for a while and anakin got some rest, we decided to try and get him up and out of bed.

"you've got it. just don't arch your back too much."

he groaned in agony as he sat up, his back was sore. and covered in bruises.

"oh my gosh. let me see that." i sighed, sitting behind him on the bed. i ran my hand gently across it, tracing the bruises.

"is it bad?" he asked, turning his head as much as he could to see my expression.

"yeah - you could say that."

"they're only bruises though right?"

"yeah - you'll be okay soon. i promise." i smiled, pulling his robe over his back.

i returned to my stance in front of him, somehow he was still taller than me, even if he was sitting down.

his face wasn't like it was before, it had sunken, and i didn't want to ask what happened with him and maul. he looked too angered.

"let's try standing up right again okay?" i compromised, holding his hands as he sat up. ani groaned with every small movement.

"that's good! you're already improving."

"it's not the same. i can't believe i let this happen."

"maul gave you no choice. look on the bright side - you're here now."

"he's really dead?"

"yep - gone for good."

"how did obi wan do it?"

"he didn't do it."

"who did?"

i hesitated, and looked into his eyes confidently.

"i killed maul."

"aria djarin? killing a sith lord? never thought i'd see the day." he smirked, "i'm kidding of course."

"i can't say i'm proud of my actions, it was obi wan's kill after all."

he didn't reply, he just smiled gently at my comment.

"i should probably talk to obi wan about that shouldn't i?"

"i think you should just-"

"aria - we're here." obi wan called, opening the doors to find anakin awake.

"ah you're awake! how're you feeling?"

"i'm aching all over - but other than that, i'm feeling alright." ani smiled, pulling his robe further over his chest to hide his abs.