Chapter 12: Darth Cockblock

I realized today that I've never been off world today. I mean i knew that but, I kinda forgot about it you know? As our shuttle brought brought us from Ares II to Sola's personal Light Cruiser I see space for the first time. I stared out the window on the cruiser in awe.

'How is it possible I put off this for so long.'

"Vex sweety, you're crying." Sola used her thumb to wipe my tears. "Are you going to miss your mom?"

I can't stop staring out the window. I barely hear Sola's voice.

"Vex, darling, what's wrong? You're practically balling your eyes out."

I cry as I stare out the window. The sudden realization of how small i am in the universe as I look upon my homeworld of Ares II.

"It's so beautiful," I say.

Sola's eyes softened. "You've never been off-world, have you?"

I shake my head. "Ive had so many opportunities this past year but i've been so busy I just kept putting it off."

Sola held me from behind, but I was too focused on the window.

"It's okay to be sad. The first time for everyone can be different." Sola said as she held me tightly.

As Sola's words drifted into my ears, a mixture of emotions swirled within me. The vastness of space spread out before me, twinkling with distant stars and unknown possibilities. I couldn't tear my gaze away from the shimmering expanse, feeling both exhilarated and overwhelmed by the realization of how small my world on Ares II truly was in the grand scheme of the universe.

'Stop crying in front of the hot girl. Even if she makes you feel safe as she holds you.'

Sola's comforting embrace grounded me in that moment of awe and vulnerability. Her presence was a steady anchor in the sea of uncertainty that now surrounded me. Despite the tears that still lingered in my eyes, her touch brought a sense of solace, a reminder that I wasn't alone in this new experience. I blushed, finally realizing how she was touching me.

"It's breathtaking," 

I whispered, my voice barely above a hush as if afraid to disturb the fragile tranquility of the moment. The beauty of space seeped into my soul, stirring something deep within me that I couldn't quite articulate.

Sola's fingers gently brushed against my cheek, wiping away the remnants of tears as she stood beside me, sharing in the wonder of the cosmic tapestry beyond our ship. Her understanding gaze reflected a blend of empathy and silent encouragement, inviting me to embrace this unfamiliarity with an open heart.

'I wonder if she dated me, would she be willing to try wearing clown makeup? It's been a while since I've seen a sexy clown. Too long to be honest.'

As my head started feeling a little bit of a pang, Sola looked at me.

"I Feel kinda bad. Korriban is actually a lot more oppressive than Ares II is, hence why i've spent so much of my time over the last year with your family."

Sola's admission about the harsh nature of Korriban stirred a mix of empathy and concern within me. I turned to her, my eyes reflecting a newfound understanding of the weight she carried beneath her confident facade.

'Yeah, this girl would make me go fucking wild if she put clown makeup on, for real for real. I'd be all over her. I gotta get this clussy dude, Fuck.'

It has been six days since the last time I blew rope. The toll it was taking on me was unimaginable. I quickly recompose myself.

"It must be challenging for you," 

I said softly, my voice colored with compassion.

Sola's expression softened, a flicker of gratitude shining in her gaze as she met my eyes. The unspoken connection between us deepened, weaving a thread of mutual respect and understanding that bound us together in unexpected ways. Her hand found mine, fingers intertwining in a gesture that felt both comforting and reassuring.

"I appreciate your understanding, Vex," Sola murmured, her tone sincere yet tinged with a hint of vulnerability. "It means more to me than you know."

As Sola's words hung in the air, a sudden shift in the atmosphere made my heart race. A familiar presence loomed behind us, and I turned to see my sister, Zenna, standing there with a combination of shock and disapproval clearly evident on her face.

"What is the meaning of this, Sola?" 

Zenna's voice cut through the tranquil moment like a blade, her eyes narrowing as she took in the scene before her. The protective aura that always surrounded her intensified, creating an almost tangible barrier between Sola and I.

"Wait no Zenna, Its fine."

Zenna brushed me off and didn't even give me a chance. Sola straightened subtly, her hand slipping out of mine as she met Zenna's gaze with an unwavering composure.

"Zenna, we were just admiring the beauty of space together. Vex needed a moment of comfort," she explained calmly, though a spark of defiance glinted in her eyes. "He's never been off-world. He was experiencing a moment that many of us have gone through before."

Zenna's expression remained stern, her features set in a mask of disapproval. 

"I can't help but feel that you are exploiting my brother's vulnerability,"

Zenna stated bluntly, her tone leaving no room for argument. Her protectiveness flared like a blazing fire, shielding me from any perceived threat.

'Oh fuck Zenna would probably look hot as a clown too.'

I shifted uncomfortably under my sister's scrutiny, torn between the conflicting emotions swirling within me. On the one hand, Zenna's concern for my well-being was a lit development compared to my old life. On the other hand, She kinda feels like a cock block. Out of nowhere, I see Sola crack up.

'She must have thought of a funny joke. I hate when I do that when I'm being scolded.'

I re-re-re-refocused my thoughts for the tenth time.

"Uhhhhh. oh yeah!" I look at Zenna. "Sola has been nothing but supportive and kind to me, Zenna. Who cares if she's hugging me? After your vacation together she's basically family anyways right?"

 Sola starts laughing again. Immediately, I knew I fucked up.

Zenna's eyes narrowed at Sola's laughter, her suspicion growing by the second. The tension in the air was palpable, like a storm brewing on the horizon, and I found myself caught in the whirlwind of conflicting emotions swirling between my sister and her best friend.

"Sola, this is no laughing matter," Zenna's voice held a steely edge, her protectiveness flaring up even more intensely. "I will not have you taking advantage of Vex's innocence."

Sola's laughter subsided, though a mischievous glint remained in her eyes as she composed herself. Despite the seriousness of the situation, a faint smile played on her lips, hinting at a hidden joke that only she seemed to understand.

"Zenna, I assure you, my intentions are pure," Sola replied, her voice steady yet laced with a hint of playfulness. "Vex and I were simply sharing a moment of camaraderie amidst the vastness of space. There is no need for suspicion."

"Why can't Sola steal my innocence?" I barked at Zenna and glared at her.

'YOU ARE SCARING THE HOES SIS, FUCK OFF.'

"God, you act as though I'm a little baby who doesn't want to get his rocks off!" I added.

Zenna's expression blunted slightly, a mix of shock and amusement flickering across her face. Sola struggled to contain her laughter, her hand flying to her mouth in an attempt to muffle the sound. Despite the tension, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction seeing my usually composed sister caught off guard for once.

"ABSOLUTELY NOT," Zenna yelled, her voice laced with exasperation.

'Thank god this is Sola's private cruiser.'

"Zenna he was joking, please believe me we were not doing anything sus." Sola spoke out to Zenna as Zennas hyperventilating was getting worse.

'Sus?'

"Sis, I took a bad joke too far. I'm sorry." I try to reel her back in. "How about you come sit next to me for the rest of the trip.

Zenna's eyes softened and her breathing returned to normal. She sat beside me and held my hand. Like a creepy sister…..

'Like a creepy sister with a tragic lack of clown paint on her face.'

"Fuck are clowns canon in legends!" I blurt out as I notice Sola walking away.

"What? Are clowns?" Zenna responded.

"Fuck!"

*****

Sola's POV 

I once again lay on a bed screaming into a pillow. This time, in my beautifully customized room, in the cruiser my father lent me to travel the galaxy. 

"WHAT THE FREK IS A CLOWN. WHY DOES HE THINK I'D MAKE A SEXY CLOWN. WHAT THE FREK IS CLUSSY!"

'This boy, why are his thoughts so kriffing weird!'