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The Way He Looks at You Series
Act II: The Way You Look at Him
Chapter 1: The Way You Look at Him
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Song For This Act: Patient Love - Passenger
Three words on the tip of my tongue
Not to be spoken nor sung
Or whispered to anyone 'til I
Scream 'em at the top of my lungs again
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The way she’s looking at me causes unbearable agony that nearly stops my heart. There’s no recognition in her teary eyes; no memory of our past or the love we shared. My role as her lover recalled, then reassigned as her enemy; leaving fear and hatred behind.
The Force gives and takes, blind to the cruel destruction left behind. Realization settles into my bones as I acknowledge my destiny is living on the brink of happiness. Only ever tasting the sweet nectar before falling from the flower.
The Empire stole the gift of Force-sensitivity from myself and thousands of others. I lost my found family and now destroy lives alongside my old enemies. The Force gave me beautiful light in my darkest hours before extinguishing the false hope. I could weep from this turn-
“Please.” Her plea cuts through my desolate thoughts.
Her enormous eyes make me want to clutch her tight against my chest. I want to soothe the fearful expression, but kind gestures hold no power in our new reality.
Instead, sliding my left hand down her arm to grasp her wrist tight before pulling her through the corridors towards my ship. She plants her feet and tenses, resisting with all her strength. Normally, I’d find this disobedience cute and an excuse to have my way with her as punishment; but her physical repulsion is painful.
I don’t let up on dragging her behind me until she cries out in pain. Only then do I turn to see my grip is digging the sharp plastic edge of her hospital band into her delicate skin. I readjust my grip, stopping the pain, and her eyes scan my surname written on the band.
Yanking the proof of our relationship in front of her eyes. “You already belong to me.”
Her lips part, and she shakes her head, obvious terror painting her pretty features. I close the distance between our bodies and hold her in place with the Force. I feel sickened that the woman I love wants nothing to do with me.
“Oh yes, my dear. You are mine.” I say. “My child grows in you because you consented to my seed.”
Her eyes glaze over with a dazed expression, my words throwing off everything she believed to be true. I redirect us back down the hall, and she allows herself to be tugged along. I lead my Light to the landing bay, and she stiffens upon our arrival.
“Let me go, I’m not what you hunt, I’m not-” her voice raising.
Against my better judgment, I turn towards her despaired voice. My heart aches as I find myself unable to provide the care and kindness she deserves.
“I’m of no use to you.”
I let out a single sharp laugh at her false words and she flinches.
“Your use is not my reason for keeping you.” I say in a low voice.
I release her arm when we are safely aboard my ship. She observes the interior while I listen to her thoughts, ensuring her overall compliance. Once satisfied that will not run, I direct her to the usual seat.
She doesn’t strap in, so I lean forward and secure her. Her breath hitches as I near, and I bit back a smile. I listen carefully to her thoughts, hoping to hear traces of lust.
Why does he care? Maybe he just keeping me restrained? He’s so close right now. He has pretty eyes. What did Theo say his name was again?
“Cal.” I say and glance into her suspicious eyes. “You can call me Cal.”
She immediately hardens her expression. “I will only refer to you as my captor.”
“Fine. I will only refer to you as mine.” I retort, blood heating my skin.
She glares and I move to my seat without strapping in, choosing readiness over safety. Mindlessly starting the sturdy craft and raising it into the air. The control panel sounds a loud alarm, showing an issue with the loading door. I sigh, frustrated that my old carelessness has returned to punish me at the most inopportune time.
Suddenly I slam into the side of the cockpit, the wind knocked out of my lungs. I gasp for air and tumble towards the back of the ship. To my horror, the door opens, letting in the roar of wind outside. I grab desperately at the interior paneling, attempting to avoid falling out.
My stomach drops as the ship changes direction, nearly tossing me into the endless sky. I cling to the rubber edge of the door seal. Only pulling my upper torso to safety before reaching towards the controls with the Force. My Light is looking back at me, noting my weak one handed grip. She hinges forward at an awkward angle to grasp the steering in both hands.
I open my mouth to speak, but the words catch in my dry throat as she violently rocks the steering. I fall backwards out of the craft, returning to a stronger two handed grip. She’s trying to shake me off, I realize.
The craft races forward as she skillfully maneuvers my ship against me. The forming sweat on my palms loosens my grip. I’m going to die at the hands of this beautiful woman. I love her, and she doesn’t know it.
There is a fleeting thought that I should make peace with my inevitable demise, but another takes its place. I can use her emotional impulsiveness against her to save my life. She struggles to hide emotions and is usually off balance by their impact.
I suck in the painful air, then yell. “I love you!”
She hesitates, but I don’t. I pull up and release my left hand before pinning her to the seat with the Force. She’s crying out in desperation, begging for a life that I have no intention of taking.
The ship finally stops moving and I climb, one-armed, into the craft. I drag myself across the floor, only hearing my pounding heartbeat and the irritating alarm. My strength is gone, and I stay seated on the dirty floor.
I realize how foolish I have been, providing her the same trust as before. Forgetting her past had almost killed me.
Under different circumstances, her flight skills and resourcefulness would impress me. It is apparent why the Rebellion paired her with one of the few remaining Jedi.
The Jedi, she is unaware their relationship ended. He’s still alive, and likely hunting her; I should have ensured he was dead. I hadn’t been thinking straight, too afraid for my fading Light, I prioritized her. Even knowing this outcome, I would not change my actions.
The Jedi unfortunately has a perfect opportunity to start over, to steal her. He wants her, and she wants him. Maybe the will of the Force is to bring them back together. Perhaps it was not trying to save me by putting Light in my life, but placing me in her life to buy the Jedi a second chance. How cruel.
Tears fall from my eyes and I wipe them away angrily before climbing to my feet. I don’t release the invisible hold on the woman who sees me as a threat. She is babbling pleas and negotiations, but I am too distraught to hear them.
More tears disobediently gather and drop onto my cheeks as I pass her and sit in my seat. I sniff once and run my sleeve across my eyes before pushing the control to close the door.
The annoying beep continues and I whip around to use my right hand to seal the door with the Force. As I turn back, I catch her eye and realize she ceased begging, instead giving me a funny look.
“I’ve never seen an Inquisitor cry.” She says, her voice soft.
I stare forward, feeling exposed. “I didn’t know I could anymore.”
There’s a long silence, but I resist looking into her mind. It’s too humiliating to be seen, let alone thought about in this way.
“Is it because you love…” she doesn’t finish the thought.
“Yes.” I whisper.
“But I don’t know you.” She argues.
“You did.” I reply.
“But-” She starts.
I turn my seat to look her in the curious eyes and she cowers as much as she can in my hold.
“Weeks have passed since the last memory in your mind. The ceiling collapsed in an explosion and you suffered a head injury.” I explain with more anger than I should.
“But I can’t have wanted you. I have a boyfriend!” She yells, then looks panicked at the confession.
“Had a boyfriend.” I correct in a fury.
“What did you do to him?” Her voice breaks at the prospect.
“He unfortunately lives.” I growl.
My Light stares at me in confusion.
“He broke up with you after the night of your last memory.” I cast my eyes down, wishing I weren’t breaking the news this way.
“He wouldn’t-”
“He did!” She flinches at my outburst.
I continue, “Don’t you remember how hesitant he’s been about your relationship? Do you really think he wouldn’t have regrets about breaking his precious Jedi Code?”
She furrows her brow and says. “It was your Code once too! Until you betrayed it to become a monst-”
“It was! And Theo chose the Code over you!” I shout over her words. “I would have chosen you! You mean more to me than any silly rules!”
She pales and I give her privacy in her own mind as I turn and fly the ship back towards the Inquisitor tower.
The rest of the flight is silent and I use the time to figure out how to win my Light again. It’s much more difficult this time around. I can’t only give into her desires. I have to do more than just pick up the pieces that the Jedi left behind to prove that I am everything she needs and wants. That the darkness in me is not what she fears, but allows a love the light never could. I am not sure where to start, but I’m prepared to try with everything I have.
Her soft gasp pulls me from my thoughts as our home comes into view. Funny, I’ve never considered this place home before.
“You’ve been here before.” I say, trying to reassure her.
She doesn’t respond.
“Look, you and I had a relationship before your accident. Give me an opportunity to show you.” I say in a steady tone.
I’m watching her face, but she won’t meet my eye.
I try again and say, “Six weeks. If I can’t change your mind…I’ll let you go. I won’t bother you again. My child will never know their lineage as long as I live.”
“One week.” She’s making eye contact now.
I wince. “That’s not enough time. Five weeks.”
“Two.” She shoots me a hard look.
I sigh. “Four.”
“Three.” She says. Her response is dripping with venom.
“Please, four. I won’t make you do anything you don’t want. But I need time. I know how you feel about my kind.” I’m nearly begging.
“I doubt that.” She says.
“You told me everything. After our first night together. Which you begged me for. I had no intention of laying with you so soon. You made that decision.” I snap back.
She grimaces, and I darken my expression in response. Irked by her denial of my memories.
I cannot believe I just…from his expression…oh my…
The corner of my mouth tugs upward at her thoughts, but I try to mask it.
“Fine. You can have the full six weeks. I suppose if your child is inside me, you should have a full chance.” She says.
I stop listening. She continues to speak, trying to convince herself, and I am overwhelmed with joy. When she finally finishes her speech, I bow my head once.
“Thank you for this opportunity. I intend to show you the man that once won you over.” I say smoothly.
The expression she seems to love no matter her memories stays firmly on my face. Her eyes widen as I speak, pupils dilating. This may be easier that I initially thought.
I stand and finally release the Force hold on her body. I lead forward and maintain eye contact as I unbuckle her from the seat. She gasps as our faces near, and I take my time with the movements. I allow my fingers to graze the exposed skin of the plunging neckline. She shivers to my delight and I play it cool.
“Head down.” I say as I pull the hood up to shield my Light amongst the dark fabric.
“Eyes on me.” I place a delicate finger under her chin to tip her gaze upward.
“Say nothing.” I say, giving her a firm look.
Her lips part and I lean in ever so slightly before dragging my gaze back to her now lustful eyes.
“Perfect.”
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