just you and me (and the rest of the world) || anakin & ahsoka

Chapter 6

when you write a flashback scene as an introduction to the next chapter but then it hits the word limit so the flashback scene becomes the chapter 😍

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"We can't keep asking my mom for money."

"Well, who do you expect me to go to, huh? My parents?"

"No," Anakin sighs, shaking his head. "Though it would be really helpful if you could get them to talk to you again. I don't know how we're going to pay this off."

"Don't blame me for my parents not helping with Ahsoka. You got me pregnant."

"It's sort of a two person job so don't blame me either."

"Okay, well what do you want me to do about this other than call your mom?"

"I don't know—maybe get a job instead of draining money from the person who helped you through the most difficult phase of your life?"

"Oh, and you can't do that?"

"I have a job."

"No, you have a toolkit and spare parts you've collected since you were a kid that you refuse to give up."

"Yeah, and I make money with all that while you stay here all day."

"Excuse me? While I stay here all day and raise our daughter without you, that's all," Ayra scoffs.

"Ayra, you know that's not what I meant," Anakin replies lowly, shaking his head. "You know that my mom would be happy to take care of Ahsoka during the day while we make money. Just because you never had to worry about finances or getting a job before your parents kicked you out doesn't mean that you aren't able to learn now."

"Oh please, Anakin, don't act like I've had it easy my whole life just because my family had money. You weren't the one who had to go to high school, visibly pregnant at fifteen. And not just there—grocery stores, restaurants, everywhere."

"You're right. I'll never understand that," Anakin begins, rolling his eyes. "It's not like I had to bring her to school with me—"

"Oh, please."

"And stop her from crying in the middle of class—"

"I can't believe you." She begins walking to the other side of the room.

"Because she would never stop crying for you so it had to be me—"

"You're horrible," she says, shaking her head. "At least you had a caring mother who helped you out when your life went to shit. You should appreciate that instead of complaining about everything and trying to throw me under the bus for still needing the help that your mom is happily giving us."

"Would you stop acting like Ahsoka ruined my life? Because that is the furthest thing from true and you know it," Anakin snaps, pointing a finger at her.

"Well, maybe stop acting like she did!"

"How the hell am I—"

"I don't know, Anakin, why don't you tell me why all of a sudden getting jobs that will take us away from her is the most important thing to you?"

"Because I want to be able to provide for her! She's sick right now, Ayra! She's three years old and things like this are not going to stop happening; she's around kids all the time, spreading germs, touching things, and accidents happen. She could break a bone or something and we need to be prepared for that!"

"We need to build a relationship with her," Ayra argues. "While we do that, we can rely on your mother for a little while longer."

"We can do both at the same time!"