The whole night was filled with tossing and turning in a bed alone. One that should have held two, but the other was unable to get out of work. Or that's what he'd convinced her anyways. When Irridia could shut her eyes all she could see was that friend of his. The way that Tor looked at her, the way he joked with her. Irridia could never compete with that. It was probably why he'd never left the JRC. It was where he was happy most.
A vision came into her mind and she lost it, Tor kissing his best friend. Every single muscle seemed to contract in her body at that time. It didn't help that her mother was downstairs meditating, or so she said, probably peering into her mind. Why is she even here? They are not going to let a Sith Master just waltz into a Jedi Temple.
Maybe twenty minutes had passed, maybe a half hour. Irridia was screaming at the top of her lungs. "Mom, mom, mom, mom." Irridia came down the stairs with her with ease. "It's broken, I have to go." Rach was never one to pass up a good opportunity to get into the temple and wore a wig with long brown locks. "Good enough?" "I DON'T CARE. GET ME THERE NOW."
The Temple wasn't far from Irridia's home, as she planned it that way. She didn't even want to call him. That vision was so realistic, it bothered her, well right now everything bothered her. Irridia could actually see into the emotions of a Sith and understand why one stays such ways. It was a horrible way of thinking that just spirals out of control.
Brace yourself, Tor doesn't love you. He hardly knows you. All he knows you for is what's between your legs, that's it. Once this child was born he had no more obligation to her, not that she'd asked him to. He pledged it, he promised it.
She screamed again in agony, her face was all sweaty and her hair was pulled back. Nothing of the epitome of beauty she always tried to show herself as. "Doctor just thinks you need a little medicine, alright?" The nurse said as Irri just nodded, anything to take the pain away. Soon, a warm feeling shot through her body and the little pains that were ever present were gone. Irri was almost lulled into a sleep.
"Your child's father is here, do you want to see him?" A nurse peeked in. "Alone, yes." You could hear the drugs taking a toll on her body. She was already afraid that she was going to punch him if they left her alone with him.