𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 || Anakin Skywalker

𝑻𝑾𝑬𝑵𝑻𝒀𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑬: 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆.

Sersi's pov

"Sersi, Sersi hey.. Hey, wake up.. Wake up sweet girl.." I could feel Anakin shaking me awake, and my eyes opened.

I was breathing heavily, sweat covering my body as I quickly sat up. I had yet another nightmare about my sister. The same one where everyone of importance told me that it was all my fault. That I did this. It was my failure. My eyes began watering as I remembered details of my dream before most of them were forgotten, but the painful feeling still lingered.

"Talk to me, tell me what you were dreaming about." Anakin said, forcing me to look at him.

"It's all my fault, Ani.." I cried, holding his hands that were placed on my cheeks. "It's my fault."

His eyes held realization, his face hardening. "No, Sersi. It isn't your fault, that's just your head telling you that. It's not your fault."

"I should have been better. I should have tried harder, then she wouldn't- she wouldn't have-" I couldn't even say the words right now. It hurt too much to even think of it.

"You were just a kid too, Sersi. Please, please stop beating yourself up about this. The reality is that there was nothing you could have done. Certified genius or not. It is not your fault." He spoke more sternly, really trying to make me believe him.

"Tell me about her, I want to know everything." Anakin spoke softly after a few silent moments, brushing my hair back from my tear stained face.

"She was wonderful. She was my perfect angel." I mumbled, resting my head on his chest as he held me. "She was the sweetest person I had ever met, she was always so kind to everyone and everything. Even stupid little bugs, she wouldn't let my mother kill any that got in the house. She'd always take them outside and build them a home out there somewhere. She loved to draw, she always drew me and mom pictures. I still have every single one she ever drew me too, they're in my room." I sniffled, holding him a little closer.

"She liked music, but nothing too fast and upbeat. She liked jazz, music for the soul. She liked slow and rhythmic music. She was always singing no matter what she was doing, realistically she was an old lady trapped in a small body." I chuckled a little, feeling his lips tug into a smile against my skin.

"I miss her, Ani.." I whispered, forcing myself closer to him if that was possible. As if the closer I got to him, the more he fixed me.

"I know Sers. I'm sorry." He kissed my forehead, holding me closer to him.

I didn't say anything, I just laid there silently as he traced soothing patters on my skin with the tips of his fingers until he lulled me back into a peaceful sleep.

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The next morning I felt sluggish, I didn't want to get out of bed. I wanted to lay there all day in my self pity. I wanted nothing to do with anything beyond these four walls of Anakin's room, I had absolutely no interest in it what so ever.

"You can stay in bed if you want. I'm sure everyone else will manage." Anakin kissed my cheek lightly, and making me smile softly.

"No. I should go. If I stay here all day I'll only spiral, work could be a good distraction for me right now." I sighed, sitting up.

"You can talk to me, if that would make it better. I have all the time in the galaxy for you." He sat in front of me, pulling me closer to him by my hips.

I blushed, leaning my head on his shoulder. "I'm not sure what else to say Ani, I keep having nightmares about her and I don't know how to stop them." I felt tears stinging my eyes.