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

27 - Talk

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(Y/n)'s POV
"Need some help?"

I couldn't find my voice, it was lost in my throat as I sat there in silence. Fear leisurely crept up my spine, a feeling that was equivalent to a snake slithering over my skin.

Those piercing cold eyes belonging to Andres were staring down at me and he held a smirk that made my stomach turn uncomfortably. He had one hand holding onto the door, and the other on top of my car as he stood in the doorway, just a foot away from me so I couldn't close it. Not to mention the car wouldn't start, so we were stuck here with the same sadistic man that Anakin had warned me to avoid.

"That's so nice of—"

"We're okay, thank you," I cut off Josie's polite acceptance, my words traveling at almost a hundred miles per hour. She had no idea who this was which makes her more vulnerable than me right now, and I couldn't tell her either, not with him standing right here. I was only hoping my quick rejection was enough for her to suspect something was off.

Andres tilted his head as his smile grew, "Please, we would love to help."

We?

My thought was answered when I noticed a man around the same age as us, standing at the hood of my car. I only got a small glimpse of him before the hood was raised, hiding him from my view. But I did take notice to his hand that I could still see. There was a tattoo, one of a scythe which is the weapon carried by a reaper.

"It sounds like a battery issue, so it should only be a minute and it's really no trouble helping out a couple of beautiful ladies." Andres rested his forehead against his arm above me and leaned his body more into the car.

"Thank you," I forced the words out that were glued to the back of my throat. Talking to him felt wrong, being around him in general felt wrong and I was itching to somehow get ahold of Anakin or even my father.

I was thinking I could tell them I needed to use the restroom and go back inside one of the shops to use their phone, or maybe a good old fashioned scream. But leaving wasn't an option anymore since it seems all the shops were now closed, and screaming wouldn't work either since technically he hasn't done anything wrong except offer to help us. So I would be the one looking like a psycho, not him.

"Of course and it's so funny running into you again (y/n)," He rolled my name from his tongue slowly as if he was savoring the taste of it. Wait, how did he know my name? Did I ever tell him my name? I don't think I did, "You know, we should go out sometime, what do you think? You up for music, food, and maybe some dancing?" He flirted as his eyes trailed my body.

"She has a boyfriend."

"I have a boyfriend," Josie and I spoke at the same time and judging by her tone, she too was starting to read my uncomfortableness and understand this man was not a knight in shining armor news.

"Oh yeah, I forgot," He rolled his eyes while still holding his smirk, "Anakin, right?"

I nodded as a response and shifted my gaze to my front window, anxiously waiting for the unknown man to finish whatever he was doing. I can only pray he really was trying to fix my car, but it's still suspicious that this is the second day in a row I've run into these people. I was never one to believe in coincidences, but that's also a scary thought because that means there's a possibility that he's been following me.