|| Uninvited || An Anakin Skywalker Story

Chapter Sixty Two

Hi loves! This one had me in my feels while writing it. 

Initially I had this as one massive chapter but decided to divide it into two parts (even though this one is still very long lol). So keep an eye out for another update coming your way VERY shortly. 

Please do let  me know what you think (and always curious to hear your theories). 

Much love<3

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Kels's POV

The sensation of waiting for something to happen with no perceivable timeline or notion of when is absolutely maddening.

I found myself aimlessly pacing back and forth across my worn carpet, racking my brain for a distraction. Picking up where Anakin had left off, I had cleaned every corner and surface of my room. However, when there was no clutter left to clear and not a speck of dust in sight, my hands ached for an outlet for all this nervous energy.

My fingers laced together in a fraught attempt to calm my racing thoughts.

When is this attack going to happen? How is it going to happen? How severe will it really be? How many lives are at risk? Was it a horrible idea to insist we come back here? Can the Jedi actually protect everyone? What happens if they fail? What will happen to Anakin? Is he being completely chewed out by the council as we speak? Will he even tell me what went down in the council room? Will he tell me anything more about the circumstances surrounding our return? What has him so gods damned anxious? When will things feel normal between us again? When will I get the man I love back?

It was enough to spur on the beginnings of a migraine.

Stopping my incessant pace only to rub at my temple, I closed my eyes and forced a deep exhale to calm my speeding heart. My room around me started to feel constricting, as if the walls were caving in and leeching the space of all oxygen.

I had to get out of here.

Biting my lip, I considered my options. One, stay in here and descend into a dark, bottomless pit of anxiety and nerves. Or two, hope a change of scenery could provide the reset my body so desperately needs. The choice was easy. I only prayed I could make it back before Anakin returned.

As soon as I made up my mind, I knew exactly where I needed to go.

Grabbing a small bag off the hook on the back of my door, I hurried into the bathroom and gathered the first makeup products my fingers landed on and shoved them into the canvas sack slung over my shoulder.

I was out the door before I could stop to think better of it.

My eyes stayed focused on the floor as I walked by the achingly familiar, empty room across the hall. However, my heart tugged painfully which only spurred me on quicken my pace to my destination.

The temple halls were buzzing, making it easy to slip into the background and go by unnoticed. I doubted anyone would stop the temple cook even if they did notice me darting through the crowds, but I still didn't want to risk any sort of conversation.

As I made my way towards the perimeter of the temple, I breathed a sigh of relief as the crowds significantly diminished. And by the time I made it to the small exit off the side of the right wing, there wasn't a soul in sight. With trembling hands, I pushed through the door and was met with fresh evening air. The sun had just completed its descent behind the horizon, bathing the city in deep purples and blues. It made the small courtyard I had now found myself in even more striking.