Author: Jaid Ziaen
Rating: G
Summary: Jaina realizes she is in love with Zekk, what can she do with the one who holds her heart in his hands gone?
Disclaimer: The song is written by a friend of mine and does not (as of
yet) have a title; Jaina and Zekk are George Lucas's, the plot is mine. I'm not
making any money off of this. *sigh*
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Why?
Are you okay?
I'm scared
For you
Of you
She stared quietly out at the driving rain, the gray skies, the
green forests. Her concentration was on every drop of water that ran past her
window.
On anything other then Zekk.
Where was he?!
What sort of pain
Has made you insane
His life was hard yes, almost a living hell. But to just
leave?
Without a word? Without a sign?
Without a goodbye?
What can you gain?
Why are you doing this?
She choked on a sob.
Why, Zekk? Why?
I'm scared
For you
Of you
She threw herself backwards and landed on her bed.
Tears clawed at the backs of her eyes. Screams were trapped in her throat.
Her heart seized in dread as she remembered snatches of the conversation she
had heard.
"…Sleeping in alleyways…"
"…Having no home…"
"…Living in streets…"
"…Sneaking into homes…"
Her chest hurt. A burning coal sat where her heart had been.
One thought filled her mind. One thing consumed her.
Zekk…
Please don't be hurt
I've got cushions
You've got dirt
Why aren't you home?
She rolled off of her bed, the comforter holding the indention of her body for
a few moments before rising to its original fluffiness.
Walking to the door took all her strength; tears blurred her eyes, her muscles
burned.
She collapsed and lay on the cold stone floor.
Sobs racked her body.
I'm scared
For you
Of you
Is this real?
Her mind hurt, frozen by the possibility that he might never come back.
With the knowledge that even if he came back, he would leave and hurt her even
more.
She curled into the fetal position and rocked her self gently, her sobs
quieter.
Are you faking?
How do you feel?
So many times she saw him, so many times she reached for him, so many times her fingers met only air.
So many times her heart shattered anew.
Please be joking
I hate lies
But lies are nothing
This can be more
More then anything she wanted to be dreaming.
For Uncle Luke to be lying. For
Jacen to be unaware. For her heart to be dead.
Lies… how she wished for them to be lying… just this
once.
Just this once.
Helplessness to despair
Why must you do this?
Her mind raced from idea to random idea. Grasping at straws.
Pleading with the unknown.
"Why, Zekk? Why?"
The heart-broken question fell from her red lips.
I'm scared
For you
Of you
What could make you
Lose what you could have?
He wasn't coming back.
She had lost it all. All she had. All she could have.
She had lost him.
Is there something I could do?
Where could you be?
She pored over maps.
Over anything that might mention a place that Zekk might have gone.
She needed him. Why hadn't she seen this?
Where will you be?
When can I see?
I'm scared!
For you!
Of you!
That night she tossed and turned. Her dreams filled with Zekk.
Her dreams…
The one place in her life that Zekk would ever walk again.
Do you know what you've done?
Don't tell me 'it's fun'!
I hate lies
But please be lying
The tears came again. She hated it when he lied.
But she found herself praying that he had been lying when he told Uncle Luke he
would never return.
He had lied.
He couldn't have told the truth.
He couldn't have.
Not on the ground
Help yourself
Be okay
She would have died for him. She would have done anything.
Now she had to let him go.
And it was killing her.
I'm scared
For you
Of you
She looked at the drink she held in her hand.
Its fairly opaque color glimmered in the cold harsh light of the moon.
She put the cup to lips and tipped her head back.
The liquid ran down her throat.
The glass fell to the floor and shattered.
She fell to the ground; the poison she had chosen had been potent.
Jaina Solo was dead.