Chapter V

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 PLEASE NOTE - I AM NOT PROMOTING UN-CONSENSUAL SEX. PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF YOU THINK THIS PART IS INAPPROPRIATE AND I WILL TAKE IT DOWN IMMEDIATELY. THANK YOU.


I woke up in bed. Not the first time. But I was sweating. And I was wearing no clothes. I felt my neck. The collar was still there. It hadn't even budged, but the pain was gone. "Wow. You know you're even prettier asleep. I looked to my left. A boy about my age, THE ONE FROM MY DREAM, was lying there, also with no clothes on. He had scruffy, chin length blond hair and passionate blue-star coloured eyes. "Um, who are  you?" I asked, rudely. Because I was naked. His face lit up. "My name is Thomas Changellio, but often you have called me Darth Ayvile." Jeez. He just had to be hot didn't he? He couldn't be a normal Sith Lord, with wrinkles and red eyes. Noooo. He had to be difficult.

 I sank under the bedsheets. He followed. I put my head under and saw an unholy sight. I pulled away, but he pulled me closer. Furious I kicked him. "GET OUT!" I yelled, " GET OUT, GET OUT, GET OUT!" He started to laugh.

"Of you or the room?" Arrrggggghhhhh!

"BOTH!" He left. He actually left. Well, he got out of bed and wandered around a bit. When I squeezed my eyes shut (he was still naked) he laughed and wandered out. Cautiously and quickly, I got out of bed and put some pyjamas on. Then I got back in bed. Thomas came back instantly. With clothes on. He attempted to get back in bed on the right hand side. I just lay there. He went round the other side, but I was too quick, and I spread my body out, like a starfish. He walked over to the end of the bed and jumped. He would've landed on me if the world hadn't shoved me to the side. I heard the crumbling of walls from the other side of the castle.

"You stay where you are. I WILL know if you move," he had told me. Asshole. Where was I going to go? The aircraft hangar? Yeah, because I could fly a ship. Alarms went off, making my ears ring. The door burst open and there stood Han. My eyes pricked with tears, " I can't go with you," I said, " he'll kill you."

 I only got a mumbled reply of, "Tough." He picked me up, as if we were just married (haha I wish). We'd only taken one step when the oil-boiling sensation started up again. I cried out in pain, but he carried on. He was so strong. I couldn't have done that.

 I passed out again. I guess that's what the collar's supposed to do. When I woke up I was on board - you can probably guess - that's right, the Millenium Falcon. But, we were going backwards. Was I being captured again? Re-captured? Recaptured? Idk. "I love you," Han said.

"I know," I replied. He then hid under the floor boards. He left me. I heard the spine rattling voice of Darth Ayvile. A deep voice coming from behind said, " I love you."

"Yeah but you're an asshole." He knocked me out.

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