Title: Over Now
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars.
Summary: Jysella has had it with Ben. Sorta like a prequel to Skywalker In Name.
Author: SilSolo
Timeframe: post-LOTF AU
Characters: Ben Skywalker, Jysella Horn
I"Thank you, you made my mind up for me
When you started to ignore me" So Yesterday, by Hilary Duff/I
It's over.
She knew it from the moment she stared into those murderous, ocean blue eyes under that nest of blazing fiery hair.
It's over.
She had been fed up with his incorrigible temper for months and now, it's all over.
It's all over.
I"Kriff all of you Corellian dimwits!" he screamed as he used the Force to fling various items from their old apartment, including an antique lamp, at her in response to one of their minor disputes. And so that was the beginning of the end./I
All over.
I"Don't you dare leave me here!" demanded the tall, redheaded man as she packed the few clothes that she had with her Corsec badge.
"If you're really my husband, then you'd come with me," replied the raven-haired Jysella.
"To that backwater hellhole that produces nothing but arrogant hotheads?"
"That backwater hellhole happens to be my home, which I'm proud of, and these arrogant hotheads are my people."/I
It's over.
IAnd it only proved to be even more over after the raging Skywalker man calmed himself down.
"I'm sorry. I know that you'll miss everyone, but we'll find a way to get past that blockade! We're Jedi," pleaded Ben. "I just can't come with you because…"
"You hate it. You hate the people, the culture, everything."
He nodded, and then added, "My work as a Jedi takes me from planet to planet. I need to go places, and so I can't live on a world that's sealed itself off from the galaxy."
But she knew that his excuse existed merely to cover up the pure, undiluted truth that filled her own statement. "Then it'd be better for us both if I go back home and possibly find someone there while you search for someone who's more suited for you here, on Ossus."
/I
But it's over now.
"Jys, I'm sorry! Please come back!" the man that she once loved sobbed over the comlink as she rode aboard the last shuttle to escort Corellian citizens home before the border fully sealed itself.
She contemplated an answer, but instead replied with silence. He already made up her mind by showing himself for the sith that he was.
That was their end.
She sighed as she leaned herself against the wall of the crowded shuttle and gave herself a melancholy grin as she patted her expanding belly. The anger, the fights, the waste of energy, it all ended. If anyone asked what happened to her former husband, she would simply cite a difference of ambition.