4 days later
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Anakin's POV
I held a half empty bottle of vodka in my hand as I leaned up on my headboard. I was staring at the wall as the sight of finding her on the floor, covered in her own blood; haunted my mind.

I couldn't stop hearing the sounds of my own screams when I thought I was going to lose her. I couldn't stop hearing the sound Yoda's whimpers when he saw what she had done. Everyone was broken by it, everyone cried.

My swollen eyes watered for the hundredth as I brought the bottle to my lips and took a drink. Mid-swallow, there was a knock on the door and I waved my hand to open it, knowing exactly who it was already.

Obi-Wan walked in and I didn't need to look at him to know he was holding a sympathetic look for me. It's the only expression I've seen on anyone these past few days, "How are you doing?"

I shrugged as I took another drink, I quickly swallowed the burning liquid before speaking, "My fiancé tried to kill herself on our wedding day and now she's stuck in a mental institution on suicide watch; how do you think I'm doing?" I gripped the bottle tight and threw it against the wall; causing it to shatter and the liquid seeped down the wall.

"Anakin I'm so sor-"

"What did I do Obi-Wan?" I pulled my knees to my chest and ran my hands through my hair in frustration, "What did I do wrong?" My voice cracked as I broke into a sob.

I felt him come next to me and place a hand comfortingly on my shoulder, "You didn't do anything wrong, she's sick, they think she's been sick for awhile."

I lifted my head up from my knees to meet his gaze, "That makes it so much worse, how could I have missed this? This whole time I thought she was happy and I dismissed her odd behavior thinking it was just because of-" I stopped myself from revealing her secret to Obi-Wan, "Lady hormones." I added as a save and judging by his face, he bought it.

He sighed sadly, "We all missed it, so please don't blame yourself." He tried convincing me, but I was having a hard time not blaming myself. I'm her fiancé, I'm with her more than anyone.. if anyone should have seen the signs, it's me, "Has she said anything to you when you go see her?"

I shook my head as I picked at the bed sheets, "She hardly speaks, I'm lucky if she says more that two words at a time." My heart felt like it was breaking just by the mere thought of whatever pain she may be going through right now.

I laid my cheek against my knees and used my clothing to wipe my tears away. I hate seeing her in that place, but Master Yoda is insisting she stays there until we get a better understanding on what's wrong with her. I don't disagree with him, but at the same time, she looks absolutely miserable there and it makes me want to take her out.

But then there's this fear in the back of my mind that tells me she'll just do it again, and next time, I might not be around to help her.

I sighed as I got off of the bed to change my clothes and wash up so I didn't show up to the hospital smelling like alcohol, "Are you going to see her again?" Obi-Wan asked as he stood up from the bed.

I nodded without giving him a glance, "I go at the same time everyday, she'll be expecting me." I opened the door to the bathroom so I could brush my teeth.

"I orinigally came here because the council-"

"Tell them I said to go fuck themselves." I gave him the same response I've been giving him for the past few days, every time the council tries going through him to talk to me.

Ever since the wedding, news about what happened broke and our little secret relationship has been exploited. But I couldn't care less about them or what they have to say about it. All I care about is her and getting her better.

He shook his head, "It's not what you think, they've come to an agreement."

I sighed as I wet my tooth brush, "Which is?" I asked in a bored tone, basically just humoring him at this point.

"Neither of you will be expelled due to your on-going relationship, they're giving you their full support." He informed me.

I paused just as I was about to put my toothbrush in my mouth and shifted my gaze to him in surprise, "How in the fuck did you manage to do that?"

He held his hands up before crossing them and leaning in the doorway, "I guess seeing a Grand Master be supportive of this code violation, changed their perspective. I'm also thoroughly convinced Yoda threatened some of them, but I have no proof." He shrugged with a chuckle, "I'm not saying everyone was on board, but there was definitely more aye's than nay's. Plus you both have always remained strong Jedi, they can see that your relationship hasn't diminished your performances."

I stood there, still in complete shock that the council would even agree to something like this, it feels unreal. But that still doesn't change what they did to her and Cal, and it doesn't change what she's going through right now, "Thank you for this Obi-Wan seriously, but," I sighed as I turned my whole body to face him, "I don't know if we're going to stay in the order when she gets out." I want to take her somewhere where she can feel stress free, and not have the burden of a war on her shoulders. I want to make her life as easy as possible.

He smiled sadly with a nod, "And I support whatever you choose to do. Just know that the option to stay in the order and not have to hide your relationship is here if either of you want it." He pushed himself from the frame to get ready to leave, "Let me know how she's doing when you come back."

I nodded, giving him the best smile my depressed-self could muster up, "I will."

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"Hey Princess I'm back, how are you feeling today?" I asked as I sat in the chair across from her at the small table while she was drawing on a piece of while paper.

She didn't give me a verbal response, instead, she shrugged and continued on her work without even looking at me. I feel like that's the only thing that keeps her calm. Her first day here, she was a mess and she even bit a doctor, he's fine she barely broke skin. And now every time I come here, she's always drawing something. I already have a small stack of them on my nightstand that I look over at night whenever I miss her.

I sighed and watched her while she kept her gaze fixated on her art. She held concentration in her eyes with every line and curve that she drew, "What are you drawing?" I reached forward and brushed her hair behind her ear gently.

She glanced up at me with tired baggy eyes, but a small smile was still showing, "Us." She scooted the paper in front of me and I picked it up to scan my eyes over her work.

I smiled at the drawing that didn't look as bad as I expected it to be, she's a better drawer than I thought, "I love it." I went to put it away, but she reached out for me to give it back.

"I'm not done Ani." She spoke four whole words, which is more than the usual one or two that I got every hour. It may seem small to some people, and not something to be excited over. But my heart leapt in my chest because I was excited to hear her full voice instead of her usual mumbles, I considered it to be progress.

I chuckled with before handing it back to her, "Sorry baby."

She smiled again before grabbing it and turning it around so she could write on the back of it. She quickly covered it with her arm when she saw me trying to take a peak at it, and I laughed at the pout she gave me. It was nice to see her smile and being a little playful. Usually her expression remains stone cold.

After a few more moments, she picked it up and handed it back to me, "Done now?" I asked and she nodded happily.

I took it from her grasp and flipped the paper to read what she wrote and I instantly felt like crying again. And I probably would have if I hadn't already been crying all day.

On the back she had written;

Together forever
I love you
-Your Princess

"Thank you Princess, I love you too," I whispered as my voice cracked, not wanting to take my eyes off of it. She didn't answer me, instead she grabbed another paper and began to draw something else. I sighed and reached over to stop her pen from moving, she immediately shot her eyes up at me with annoyance, "Tell me what happened, please." I begged her.

She pulled her pen and hand away from me aggressively, before going back to her drawing. This time she created a bit of distance between us by scooting away from me.

Then I decided to speak the one thing that's been on my mind for days, I never wanted to bring it up to her, in fear of upsetting her while she's already so fragile. But I can't think of anything else this whole episode could be about and I need her to talk to me, "Was it the guilt?" I asked, receiving no response while she continued keeping her eyes glued to the paper, "Is it because of what happened with Dooku?"

She froze, her wide gaze slowly looked up to meet mine, "You know?"

I nodded as I leaned closer and placed a reassuring hand over hers, "I've known for a long time, but it doesn't change how I feel or think about you. You can tell me anything and I swear I'll always have your back, together forever remember?" I held my pinky out to her, the same way she did to me in that closet all those years ago.

Her watery eyes still held shock as she accepted my gesture and wrapped her pink around mine."I thought you'd hate me." Shes whispered; and with the blink of her eyes, a few tears slid down her puffy cheeks.

"I could never hate you, you're my Princess; I'll always love you no matter what." I pulled our joint pinkies to my lips and kissed her softly.

Then she did something unexpected, something she hasn't done in days; she stood up from her chair and pulled me into a hug as she wept into my shoulder, "I'm sorry Ani, I'm so sorry." She continued sobbing as I held one hand to the back of her head, while the other rubbed her back soothingly.

I was doing my best to keep my own emotions under control. Watching her break down like this was completely devastating, all I wanted to do was take all of her suffering away.

"It's okay baby, it's all going to be okay." I turned my head and kissed her cheek, "Just tell me why you did this, tell me everything; starting with why you killed Dooku, and I promise, I'll do anything I can to help you."

She pulled away from the hug with a sniffle as she used her sleeve to wipe under her eyes, "You're not going to believe me." She shook her head and looked down to the floor in shame, "Or you're just going to think I'm crazy. I'm even starting to think I'm crazy." She snorted before wiping under her eyes once more.

I placed my gloved index finger under her chin and pulled her gaze to look at me, "I promise that whatever you tell me, I will believe you and I won't think you're crazy." I grabbed her wrists and pulled her closer to me, "I just need to know what's going on with you so I can stop this from happening again, I don't want to lose you." My voice cracked from the pain I was feeling in my heart. This girl has been my everything for so long, a life without her isn't even a life.

She dropped down on her knees in front of me, while I stayed in the chair that sat next to the table she was drawing at, "I don't understand what's happening to me Anakin, it's like I'm being Tormented by my own mind." She cried as she pressed her index finger to her temple, "I hear things and I see things, horrible things."

I nodded to show her I was listening. Could this be a side effect from all of her head injuries; Or could it possibly have to do with my crazy ongoing theory that someone is deliberately inflicting anguish upon her? "I'm going to need you to go into depth a little more." I rubbed my thumb gently along her jawline for comfort.

She nodded back slowly with glassy eyes,"I killed Dooku becaus-"

"Mr.Skywalker there is a Cal Kestis and an Ahsoka Tano downstairs requesting entry." One of the droid nurses interrupted us and I groaned in annoyance. I'm finally getting her to open up and the last thing I need is her getting nervous and shutting down again.

I waved it off without taking my eyes away from my girl, "Tell them to come back in hour."

(y/n) shook her head at my words, "No, I want to see Cal."

"Baby I think we should finish talking about this firs-"

She pressed her finger to my lips and I eyed the small scar that never fully healed on her wrist when her sleeve lifted up. Not even Yoda's force healed it properly, which I found to be odd, "I'll still tell you everything, but please let me see my Padawan for a little bit first, I miss him."

I sighed in defeat before standing up from the chair; prompting her to stand up with me, there's no way I can tell her no. I glanced around her small gray room for a moment that reminded me of a prison. All it held was the table we were currently at with two chairs and a small twin sized bed. Behind me there's a metal door and next to it is a thick pixie glass, so that way the doctors and nurses can walk by and keep an eye on her condition.

"I'll go get them, do you want something to eat as well?" I asked as I brushed her hair with my fingers.

She shook her head with a little smile, "No, I ate before you came."

"That is a lie, she has not eaten in two days." The droid spoke from behind me and I raised my brow at (y/n) who shot the droid an annoyed glare.

I sighed before removing my hand from her hair, "I'll bring you something and you better eat it or you're going to get sick." I told her as I bent down and kissed her forehead a little longer than usual, "I love you." I kissed her cheek this time before standing up straight.

"Fine, but don't take too long please." She walked back to her normal seat and grabbed a piece of paper to begin drawing again.

I nodded and left the room to get our two inconveniences. I took one last look at her through the glass as I passed by. She looked up at me and gave me a two-finger salute with a smile.

(y/n)'s POV
Not good enough.
Murderer
You should have died.

I ignored the voices as I have been for the past few days and continued drawing. It's the only thing that distracts me enough to forget that the voices are even there. I was completely exhausted and I've hardly slept in days since the noise in my mind never ceases.

I can't believe Anakin knows about what I did, and he still chooses to love me. I feel like a terrible person for everything I've put him through lately, but soon he'll understand that everything I've done, I've done it for him.

I was focusing so much on the drawing I was making of Artoo, that I didn't even hear the person that came into my room.

"You're a difficult woman to get alone."

I stopped my movements and looked up curiously to meet a pair of unfamiliar eyes.

Anakin's POV
"She's talking?" Cal asked with a smile on his face as Ahsoka walked next to us in silence. She hasn't been doing very well since the incident, it affected her a great deal. I think it's because of how normal she said (y/n) was being before it happened, so she's probably more confused than any of us right now.

I nodded at Cal's words, "Yeah and it's more than a few words, I'm actually getting sentences now." I responded merrily, his smile grew.

"This is am-"

The lights in the institution shut off completely, before turning back on about ten seconds later, "I wonder what that was about." Ahsoka eyed the ceiling with knitted brows.

Call me paranoid, but I started to get an uncomfortable feeling. I began walking quickly back to her room, not bothering to stop for food like I originally was. I just wanted to quickly check on her to ease my paranoia.

I stopped dead in my tracks when I reached her room, my veins filled with dread and my heart dropped into my stomach.

The room looked like a tornado had gone through it; the table was flipped, papers were scattered everywhere, and even her bed was now upside down. But the worst part is.. the part that made me want to throw up all over this floor, was that she was nowhere in sight.

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My fifth Tormented chapter this weeeek ugh Idk how I do it. I was just so excited to finally get to this part. Time to take a break from this story though and I'll post the new one Tuesday 🤚🏻
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