WILD | Anakin Skywalker |

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Alora did not feel like herself the next morning as she walked behind Captain Typho to the hangar bay where she would meet Clovis to fly to Cato Namodia. The pilot of the ship being none other then Anakin Skywalker.

The upper levels of Coruscant sometimes got a little wind chill and the girl was learning that now as goosebumps rose on the exposed skin of her legs, arms, and some of her stomach as she wore a two piece outfit today. She wished she was back in her bed, cuddling her blanket. Or better yet, back in Anakin's bed cuddling with him.

"Ah, Alora Amidala- always a lively sight" Clovis called once he saw the girl walking up to him. Alora plastered on a fake smile and walked up to him, holding down vomit as the man placed two kisses upon her cheeks.

"Good morning Clovis, is everything prepared for the trip?" She asked, watching Typho load the ship with her bags. Her eyes caught sight of Anakin dressed as a guard stepping out and her heart lurched, the strange emotion intensifying within her.

"Yes. Everything is prepared and we should get going." Anakin answered, drawing the two apart. As he lead them onto the ship he heard Clovis talking about wanting to sit beside Alora and he felt jealousy flare up within him. He did not want that to happen. "Ok, so this seat is good to go for you mi'lady. And this one- oh wait not this one. This one is broke." Anakin turned to Clovis, seeing the man glaring at him. Alora looked at Anakin with a knowing look- as Anakin had broken that seat on purpose. "But it's ok because this one," he set up the seat two seats away from the first one, "is all good to go."

"Thank you" Alora sent him a harsh smile, sitting in one of the open seats. Anakin smirked as he walked into the front of the ship, preparing to pilot. Just as he began the take off, he noticed Clovis taking a seat beside Alora.

Alora felt the hairs on her neck stand at the proximity as Clovis was leaning into her, resting a hand on her waist and complimenting her in her ear. She was stuck. She was uncomfortable and stuck. She tried to subtly scoot away but couldn't do anything to sacrifice the mission, she was supposed to be into him. All of a sudden the cruiser jerked and Clovis was literally thrown into his seat. The safety system automatically activated and the seatbelts came down, locking them in place.

"My bad!" Alora silently thanked the crazy man piloting the ship, once again dreaming of being back in bed holding each other tight.

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"Senator Dod, this is Alora Amidala. Senator Amidala's beautiful sister." Clovis introduced the young girl to the Senator who sent Clovis a look of surprise but quickly masked it.

"Ah, I've heard many things about you dear. It's my pleasure to host you." Senator Dod bowed his head then turned to Clovis. "We have a few things to discuss. Why don't you show Miss. Amidala to her quarters then meet me in the study?"

"Great idea" Clovis commented, locking his arm around the girls. Alora knew she needed to atleast get a glimpse of this little meeting they were having. But she also wanted to see her room and sit for a bit, her head was reeling and she didn't feel herself still.

The couple stopped in front a large door, Clovis reaching out to open it as he lead the girl inside followed by Anakin and Artoo. "This is your room, I hope it is to your standards."

"It's lovely thank you." Alora forced a smile. "I'm sure Senator Dod is waiting for you, I'll just get my things together while I wait."

"Of course" with that Clovis left, leaving Alora, Artoo, and Anakin. Alora didn't say anything as she grabbed out a rather revealing dress from her things which she would wear to dinner. It was a dark purple velvet- nearly black- with an open back that hung from her neck but a simple gold chain. The dress was tight and came to mid thigh as most of her clothes did.

"And why did you take that out?" Anakin spoke up. He furrowed his eyebrows at the dress, feeling jealousy bubble up inside him at the idea that she would be wearing that for another man.

"Well we most likely will be eating dinner later and this is what I will wear. He likes purple." Was all Alora said, not really looking to meet his eyes. She felt a lump in her throat and a tightness in her chest; she didn't know what was going on but she was so sad and so awkward around the Jedi. She knew then that she had gone against everything she swore and that her feelings no longer were a game but real. She couldn't keep seeing him or atleast she knew she shouldn't but deep down she couldn't stay away and that's what killed her. She would stay for him and forget that her happiness mattered if it means he was in her life.

"Don't you think that's a little too much?" He commented crossing his arms over his chest as he stared at her. Alora rolled her eyes, getting frustrated with his comments.

"No, i think the dress is pretty."

"I'm sure it is especially on you." Anakin couldn't stop himself, she set it up perfectly. "Which is why you shouldn't wear it, may give him the wrong idea."

"Oh and what idea is that? Because last I checked my mission was precisely to give him the wrong idea." Alora retorted.

"Oh so your going to sleep with him now? For your mission? Yeah, ok, use that as your excuse." Anakin scoffed angrily.

"What?" Alora demanded, not believing what he way saying.

"I said that you are going to let him fuck you all for a mission- or you claim it's for a mission. Don't you think that's a little unnecessary." Anakin seethed. His jealousy had clearly gotten the best of him and he wished it didn't. Alora felt tears burn the back of her eyes listening to him say such horrible things to her, especially moments after she realized her feelings for him and accepted them.

"I-I never said that!" She yelled. I can't even look at another man without feeling sick because I only want you was what she wanted to say but she couldn't. He would leave in a heart beat. "Im playing a part, I'm not going to do anything with him. Not that it matters to you anyway, your not my boyfriend."

"I don't think I could commit to someone like you anyway!" Anakin yelled back. "You and I both know your not playing a part that's difficult for you."

Alora felt like someone had stabbed her in the heart at his words. I don't think I could commit to someone like you. I don't think I could commit to someone like you. His words circled in her brain, causing the girl mental and emotional agony. Her bottom lip began to quiver and she quickly hit down on it, standing up straight.

"I'm going to go see if I can pick up anything from this meeting. You can show yourself out." Alora snapped, storming out of the room utterly heartbroken.

The palace was huge but she managed to find the study where she was able to see a bright red hologram of some sort of building. It was only up for a second before the group of senators noticed Alora walking up to them. "Alora dear, what are you doing? Is everything ok?" Clovis asked, gripping her shoulders tightly.

"Y-yes, I just got lonely. I wanted to explore, I didn't mean to intrude" she apologized.

"It's no worries we were finishing up. How about I take you back to your room and let you prepare for dinner? I believe the rest of us were about to do the same anyway." Clovis shot Senator Dod a look seeing his disapproval in his eyes and waked Alora back up the intricate steps to her room. Alora prayed Anakin had left but also wished he was in there to say he didn't mean it, to say he did want to commit to her.

When she opened the doors her heart was crushed once again, seeing the room entirely empty. "Well I should start getting ready. When should I meet you all in the dining room?"

"An hour most likely. But if you feel lonely, I could stay and help you out." Clovis spoke in a low voice, grabbing the girls hips and pressing himself against her. Alora bit her tongue and forced a small laugh out.

"Unfortunately, I require a while to get ready." Alora prayed he wouldn't pry.

"I'm sure you do, you always look exquisite." Clovis chuckled, letting go of the girl and stepping back. "Then I will see you in an hour mi'lady" he leaned down and kissed her cheek before turning and waking away. Alora closed the door, taking a deep breathe before her knees gave out and she collapsed on the ground, crying her body weight in tears.