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Silence

Summary:

You thought Commander Thorn was the love of your life, and that mistake cost you everything.
This can be read as either a reader suicide or an accidental death. This is also my very first fanfic ever, so please be kind.

I do not own Star Wars, I'm just borrowing it without asking.

Notes:

Trigger warnings: Implied suicide, possible accidental death

Chapter Text

SILENCE
by PrincessJ420

 

PAIN.

Pain like nothing you have ever known, like your entire inside has been set on fire.

You can't breathe as you watch the man you love more than life itself with his tongue down the throat of a pink-skinned, barely dressed Twi'lek woman in the booth before you.

It feels as if you're being torn apart, piece by piece. Your eyes burn as the tears begin to fall down your face while Thorn and the Twi'lek make out, oblivious to your or anyone else's presence.

You had thought tonight was going to be special; you'd been dating the handsome Coruscant Guard commander for three months, he'd been everything you could ever want in a man, and you were finally going to take the plunge and tell Thorn you loved him. The last thing you'd been expecting was to find him like this, his hands and mouth all over another woman. And in that moment, something inside you dies. If Thorn had shot you in the chest with a blaster, it couldn't have hurt more than it did now.

Slowly you turn away, blinded by the tears pouring from your eyes. You don't see the waitress droid directly in your path until you crash into it, sending the tray of drinks flying and drawing all eyes to you, including those of your lover and his new friend. You don't hear the droid's metallic apology, or see the Wolfpack clone who asks if you're OK as you move past him.

As you stumble out onto the landing platform in front of 79's, your blood roars louder and louder in your ears, drowning out the music blasting from inside the bar, a deafening crescendo of agony that grows until it feels like your head will explode.

You don't hear the frightened voices of onlookers as you blindly wobble toward the edge of the platform.

You don't hear Thorn shout your name from behind you.

The words of the air taxi droid warning you to stop never reach your ears.

Because all you can hear is the screaming of your shattered heart, crying out for silence. And then your feet are treading only air, and you feel the wind rushing past your face as you fall, horrified shrieks echoing above you. And all you can see is a durasteel roof, three levels below, flying up to meet you-

Silence.