Black Butterfly || Anakin Skywalker x Reader

6 - Ocean Eyes

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"What if the reason we get so attached to fictional characters is because they were supposed to be our soulmates, but we were born in different universes?"

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Do I look like doctor fucking Phil?

One by one tonight, I'm getting story after story about cheating spouses; wives whose husbands turned out to be gay and vice versa; a boyfriend who caught his girlfriend cheating with his brother; a man who claims his best friend and lover is a blow up doll that he has under his bed, he also says she talks back to him - which is very concerning; oh and then there's my personal favorite, 'my boyfriend is fucking his cousin' - I nearly threw up.

Never have I ever been bombarded with this many tales of infidelity and insanity at once. It baffles me to learn more about the kind of people that are in this world, and I'm a cop so that really says something.

I do understand wanting to vent about it to me though, I am the bartender after all and it's basically in the job description to listen to all the drunken fools problems. But after each spiel they followed with these burning questions - 'what should I do?' or 'what would you do?"

At first I gave my honest opinion which consisted of 'leave them' or 'they're not worth your tears' and almost every time they hit me with - 'but I love them' or 'maybe we can get past this'.

So after awhile I studied their eyes and got an inkling of what they were begging to hear and told them exactly that — since apparently common sense is out of the question.

I for one, would never forgive a cheater. Something about being with someone who already had a mindset of betrayal was haunting for me. They could easily jump back into that mindset at any given moment, they did it once so what's to stop them from doing it again? And that constant anxiety and fear would eat me alive.

Anyone is better off alone than with a cheater who will only fuck up their mental health and self-worth.

God forbid Connor ever betrayed me in that way. I'd be lying if I said it wasn't a slight fear since we were going to be apart for the next few months and we've never been apart for more than a day or two. So this was new for us, but I know I just needed to have trust in him and have faith that our marriage was strong enough to get through this long period of separation.

"Hey sweetie you doing alright?" The other bartender, whose name I was having the hardest time placing, asked as she grabbed the bottle of beer I was holding. She handed it to the man who was anxiously waiting for his poison, and he accepted it while shooting me a scowl.

Oh shit, I hadn't realized I dozed off while in the middle of working. I blame lack of sleep; I was up all night last night thinking of new ways to snoop, where exactly I plan to plant the bugs, and just randomly thinking of different scenarios on what they do here behind closed doors. I know it'll take awhile to find that out, but I was anxious to know; like I was in the midst of binging a Crime-Drama.

"Yes," I smiled and shook my head like I was pulling myself from a daze, "I'm so sorry for dozing off, I was thinking about the piles of homework that I am not looking forward to doing tonight," I apologized, praying that she wouldn't tell Piett or Skywalker about my momentary slack-off.