Hope you like it. Its one of my more depressing stories. I've always loved Zekk/Jania and its really mean to keep them seperated.
Me: I hate Jagged Fel.
Obi- Wan: Hate is the path to the dark side.
Me: Whatever.
Review please?
I dont know what to think anymore. I've pretty much been extreamly depressed lately. (Haven't you always?)
Both of my brothers have died (One in battle, a hero in his own right, one... by me... a villian... to be spared from eternal dispair, hate and anger in the dark side of the Force)
I killed one of them. (For his own good, right?)
Now I can't even live with myself. My poor mother. I'm all that's left. (Losing two children. How cruel of the galaxy.)
I feel so alone in this lonely universe. My own thoughts are my only company. (No, not true. I still have Zekk.)
Zekk. Through everything there was always Zekk. Why haven't I noticed it before? (You didn't want to. You weren't looking hard enough.)
Now he thinks I love Jag. (You don't)
Do I? (You thought you did.)
At one point. (He hurt you so bad.)
Zekk never hurt me. (He never would.)
He's really tall. (You like tall men. Besides, that never made a differnce before.)
He's scruffy- looking. (Looks like you have your mothers taste in men.)
He's sarcastic. (As are you. You love it.)
He has super long hair. (So? You do too.)
He's perfect. (Now you get it.)
Why does love flourish in war? (Ask that of yourself. You are war.)
I am war. (Jania)
I am the next Legacy of the Force. (Jania)
I am in Love. (Yes, Jania.)
With my best friend. (Zekk)
Why? (The Force works in strange ways.)
I promise. (Forever and ever, My Zekk.)
