Redemption

Promise me?

It was probably around 1am. It had been hours since I had left his office, yet my mind couldn't stay off of him. Something about him drew me in and made me want to be as close as I could to him. The day I took my "test" kept repeating in my mind. His face hovering over mine, our eyes not leaving each other. I was being haunted by him, I hated it.

It was driving me crazy though. I kept thinking about the way his hand felt in mine. The softness of his skin, his touch I so desperately craved and I didn't know why. If Ivan ever found out about my thoughts, he would kill me, and die trying to kill Vader. I nearly chuckled at the thought.

In this moment, lying on my bed, it felt there was so many things to think about. I couldn't sleep. I kept wondering if my other brother was still alive. Where he was. Who he was. I never even got to meet him, and it killed me. Part of me told me he was out there somewhere, and the other part of me was yelling at me to shut up and forget about all of it.

I couldn't do that though.

Another part of me wondered why Ivan acted the way he did lately. He's changed so much. Even when we were on coruscant, home, he was just different. Anytime I'd bring up places that brought back memories from us, he would brush it off. I understand if he has been through hell, but I have too, and he needs to communicate with me. We haven't spoken since the trip to Coruscant, but for now, I think it's better that way.

I calmed my thoughts, and tried to drift into a deep sleep.

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I jerked awake and turned my head swiftly to look at the time and to my surprise, I didn't sleep in. It was only 8am, meaning I got 7 hours of sleep. Not bad compared to what I've run on before.

I threw the thin cover off of myself and got up to get dressed for the day. Vader told me to be in his office at 9. He never told me why, so I'm assuming he will when I get there.

Goosebumps covered my entire body as I stood up. The air was cold, crisp. Each breathe I took in felt sharp and cooling.

I looked through the small spaced closet I had to choose which uniform I would wear today. I almost wanted to wear something to impress him, but I knew I shouldn't. Fuck it, I don't care. Why do I care?

As I flipped through the dresses and clothes I owned, I chose the tight black jumpsuit.

I quickly slipped it on, although it took quite a bit of jumping. The zipper was hard to reach, I struggled and quite literally wanted to scream. But I managed to get it on.

I checked myself out in the mirror, I felt evil in it. I looked evil in it, and that brought me a kind of pain I didn't think I could have. I ignored it, and then opened the doors to head to his office.

VADERS POV

I felt her presence at my door and I slid the doors open. Our eyes met. She was standing there with a confused look, just as she was the other day when I opened the door. I gazed up and down her body, taking in every feature of her. She was wearing a tight jumpsuit. I couldn't let myself be attracted to her, and I couldn't get to close.

I pushed away my thoughts and gestured her to come in. I don't do greetings.

Y/N's  POV

I stepped into his office feeling insecure all the sudden due to my outfit. It was bold, and not something I would usually wear. I came here as a prisoner in my baggy clothing, and now I was wearing this high quality jumpsuit.