𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 || Anakin Skywalker

𝑺𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑵: 𝒂𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖.

Vader's pov

"What did you do to that poor girl?" Was the first thing heard as I entered Rex's room. The first thing I felt was a rubber ball smacking against my forehead.

"What's the matter with you?" I growled, throwing the ball back at him.

"How many times do I have to tell you that you need to stop using violence to try and solve every problem?" His eyes narrowed at me.

"I don't think you're exactly in a position to be speaking to me that way." I crossed my arms over my chest, narrowing my eyes at him.

"I don't ever want to hear about you laying a hand on Sersi again, you hear me?" He pointed at me, giving me a pointed look.

"What, did she tell you I did that?" I rolled my eyes.

"She didn't have to. I've been around you long enough to know when the damage done is of your doing." He sighed, "How could you do that to her? What has she ever done to you?" He threw his ball at me again, this time I caught it.

I sighed as I sat down on the chair beside his bed, leaning my head back and closing my eyes.

In all honestly, she hasn't done anything to deserve it. I just can't control myself when I'm around her. She brings back so many feelings, all of the guilt and the agony I pushed so far down. It all came back when I looked into her eyes again, that gorgeous forrest green that I used to be so drawn too. Now all I see is pain, all I feel when I'm close to her is this twisting and pulling sensation in my stomach and drives me absolutely crazy. From the moment she stepped foot onto this ship I was hit with the familiar Force signature like a large wave. It was overwhelming. And her thoughts.. They are so loud. I couldn't get them to shut up. I can hear everything she thinks, I can feel everything she felt. Everything about her is screaming at me, begging for my attention and I hate it. I hate it.

"She disrespected me." Was all I could come up with, "And her thoughts are loud."

"Ah, that makes sense. Perfectly acceptable. I can see why choking her to death was your solution." Rex said sarcastically, making me roll my eyes. "Or, now here's a thought, why don't you just tune her out instead of throwing her around like a rag doll." He added before rolling his own eyes.

"Don't you think I've tired?" I growled, standing up and pacing around the room, "I have tried ignoring everything about her for years, Rex. Her thoughts and annoying feelings bounce around the walls like I'm stuck in a box. Nothing will shut them up. Her being here- All it does is confuse things."

After I stupidly threw that glass towards her, I instantly felt like crying. I didn't want to do that, I didn't want to hurt her. I fully deserved the slap she gave me, and after she left I was so angry. More at myself than at her. I eventually went to find her, to talk to her or something. But she was passed out on the floor, I couldn't just leave her there so I picked her up, set her on her bed and waited a while. Just wanting to make sure she was okay, to make sure she wasn't going to disappear on me again.

He gave me an annoyed look, sighed before shaking his head in disappointment.

"How is she?" He nearly whispered.

"What?"

"How is she. You're not the only one who tried to forget about her. I want to know how she is, but she isn't going to tell me because she's too afraid of you." He asked.

His words left a bitter taste in my mouth, and a dull ache in my chest. I don't know why, but some part of me, the Anakin part of me didn't want her to be afraid of me. It was fighting it's way to the surface after so long and all it does is mess with my head. It confuses things and makes me act out. I sighed, pushing the feeling aside and sitting back down in the chair. I could feel everything she was feeling right now, I could listen into every thought she had.