The Endearment of a Twin-flame || Anakin Skywalker x Reader

1 - Yours

To my RRs who know certain things about this Anakin by now, and as temping as it's going to be please let's not spoil it in the comments for my FTR 💛

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(y/n)'s POV
I hugged my pillow tight to my chest while staring out of my window, watching the birds fly without a care in the world. I've hardly moved from this spot in nearly three days; it hurt to move, it hurt to breathe. I was completely and utterly devastated.

My world felt like it had stopped spinning, and my heart was shattered into infinite pieces.

Clovis broke up with me. After nearly three years together, he just up and left. What makes it even worse is that he left me for someone else, like I never even mattered to him.

I couldn't help but ask myself all the questions a grieving teenage girl asks when she gets her heart broken. Why wasn't I good enough for him? How can he replace me so easily after all we have been through? Did he ever love me? How long has he been thinking of her? Did he cheat on me with her? Is something wrong with me?

That's only a fraction of the aching questions that are currently swirling in my mind. Most people are going to come and say; 'it's not your fault', or 'there's nothing you could have done differently'. But when you're on the grieving end of things, it's nearly impossible not to feel that way.

My tears soaked the pillow as I replayed some of our happiest memories, something I shouldn't be doing. But I couldn't help it, it's only been three days and I missed him so much. The pain of imagining him with someone else was damn near unbearable. This wasn't fair to me, I did everything for him, even planned my future around his dreams. I didn't deserve this, and now I had no idea what to do with myself. I put all of me into him and our relationship, so now I feel empty, purposeless.

I was pulled away from my agonizing thoughts by the sound of my bedroom door opening, and hitting the wall a little too aggressively. I sighed quietly to myself, there's only one person in my life that barges in here without knocking.

"I gave you three days to sulk." My best friend, Josie, grabbed ahold of my blanket and pulled it off of me, "It's time for you to get up, stop crying, and remember who you are." She bent down next to me so our faces were parallel to each other's.

"I need more than three days to get over a nearly three year relationship Josie," I sighed, burying my face back into my pillow, "What does this girl have that I don't?" I don't even know who it was, he refused to give me a name. He just said that he fell in love with someone else, and in turn, fell out of love with me.

I felt Josie brushing her fingers through my hair to soothe me, "It's not about you (y/n), he's an asshole. You were always too good for him and he knew that."

"You're just saying that to try and make me feel better," I accused in a muffled tone due to my face being pushed into the pillow.

She sighed, tapping on my cheek so I would unbury my face and meet her determined gaze, "I think now is a good time to tell you that I never liked him." She revealed with a shrug.

I furrowed my brows; surprised by this revelation. We used to hang out together all the time and I never once got the vibe that she disliked him, "Why?"