Chapter 8: I'm Sorry
That night, Padme lied in bed. She thought about how Darth Vader had fought to protect her. She just now began to feel sorry for always being afraid of him. He had shown signs of love, but he never said it, and she was always in denial. She needed to be close to him. To tell her how sorry she was. She got up, and walked to his room.
He was in his bed. She wasn't sure if he was awake or not, because it was too dark to tell. She walked over to his bed, and lightly shook him. He was awake. He had been staring at the ceiling blankly. He quickly moved his arm and grabbed her wrist. He then let go. He hadn't felt her presence, and didn't know it was she. He was afraid that it might be someone like the person who was there earlier that day.
"May I get in bed with you," she asked.
He didn't say anything, but moved over to make room for her. She took this as a yes, and slid under the covers of his bed. She felt his fingers lightly rub against her cheek.
"I'm sorry," she said.
Vader looked at her, puzzled. What was she sorry for?
"I'm sorry for how I treated you earlier, not talking to you," she said.
Vader nodded in acknowledgement, and then continued rubbing her cheek. He took his fingers off her cheek, and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer. He rested his chin on her head; the scooted lower into the bed so that they faced each other.
She looked at him. She remembered last night, when she kissed him. She had begun to pull away, afraid that she has annoyed him, but he only pulled her closer. She noticed that he had even pulled her closer, and their faces were about an inch away from each other.
She felt his breath against her lips. She leaned toward him for another kiss. He didn't resist. He loved her, although he hadn't told her that. He felt her hot lips against his. He remembered last night. It had been late, so he pulled away and left, because he was in her bedroom.
But this time, she was in his bedroom, so she would have to pull away when she wanted to leave. But would she leave. Vader hoped that she wouldn't. He wanted her to be in his bedroom for the whole night. She pulled away, only to take a breath, and then kissed him again.
Soon, she pulled away again, and relaxed her head on the pillow. She was going to stay in his bedroom. He silently watched her until the beautiful ex-queen put him to sleep.
That night, Padme lied in bed. She thought about how Darth Vader had fought to protect her. She just now began to feel sorry for always being afraid of him. He had shown signs of love, but he never said it, and she was always in denial. She needed to be close to him. To tell her how sorry she was. She got up, and walked to his room.
He was in his bed. She wasn't sure if he was awake or not, because it was too dark to tell. She walked over to his bed, and lightly shook him. He was awake. He had been staring at the ceiling blankly. He quickly moved his arm and grabbed her wrist. He then let go. He hadn't felt her presence, and didn't know it was she. He was afraid that it might be someone like the person who was there earlier that day.
"May I get in bed with you," she asked.
He didn't say anything, but moved over to make room for her. She took this as a yes, and slid under the covers of his bed. She felt his fingers lightly rub against her cheek.
"I'm sorry," she said.
Vader looked at her, puzzled. What was she sorry for?
"I'm sorry for how I treated you earlier, not talking to you," she said.
Vader nodded in acknowledgement, and then continued rubbing her cheek. He took his fingers off her cheek, and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer. He rested his chin on her head; the scooted lower into the bed so that they faced each other.
She looked at him. She remembered last night, when she kissed him. She had begun to pull away, afraid that she has annoyed him, but he only pulled her closer. She noticed that he had even pulled her closer, and their faces were about an inch away from each other.
She felt his breath against her lips. She leaned toward him for another kiss. He didn't resist. He loved her, although he hadn't told her that. He felt her hot lips against his. He remembered last night. It had been late, so he pulled away and left, because he was in her bedroom.
But this time, she was in his bedroom, so she would have to pull away when she wanted to leave. But would she leave. Vader hoped that she wouldn't. He wanted her to be in his bedroom for the whole night. She pulled away, only to take a breath, and then kissed him again.
Soon, she pulled away again, and relaxed her head on the pillow. She was going to stay in his bedroom. He silently watched her until the beautiful ex-queen put him to sleep.