Kylo Ren groaned as he slowly came back to conciousness. Rey's tiny frame couldn't bring him very far so he was laying in the hallway of a ship he hadn't seen in a while. A small family of porgs chirped from the corner.
"WHAT THE HELL" he roared. A wookie roared back in response. He groggily sat up. His vision was still blurry as he looked around the ship slowly realizing where he was. The wookie roared again, expecting a reply, but Kylo Ren sat in silence. It had been years since he last roamed these halls. Playing hide and seek, copiloting the ship, trying get into whatever his father told him to stay out of. Rey had dared to bring him aboard his childhood home. It left Kylo wondering what the girl's intentions were. He got up, and staggered toward the cockpit almost in a daze. He could feel the rage boiling within him. Everything he tried to convince her to do, she had done the opposite. While he wanted them to throw away the past, she brought him back to the very things he was trying to forget. He passed the table where he and his mother had played Dejarik so many times. The wookie was sitting there watching him meander through. This time Chewbacca was silent, having not yet forgotten what Kylo did to his father. Now on the trek to the cockpit every single spark of grief, rage and emotion seemed to emerge and he had only one person he wanted to take it out on.
But then he rounded the corner. He saw her sitting in his fathers chair. Somehow even in the depths of space she still managed to look beautifully innocent. The cockpit was small as it is and the way she behaved in it made it seem like the ship was her own. He loomed in the doorway for a moment before Rey finally acknowledged his presence.
"I see you're awake, good"
"Why did you bring me here"
"Ben I am in no mood to deal with this now"
"Why did YOU BRING ME HERE" he yelled as he threw his first into the wall.
"BEN," Rey cried, "stop stop stop you're going to screw up the hyperdrive!" She hurled herself in front of the wall right as Kylo planned on delivering the final blow. Instead of hitting the wall, he hit her. Rey gasped, touched her cheekbone and felt the gash he had left. He lowered his fist and took turns looking at his hand and then at her. Rey watched as guilt emerged from the depths of his dark eyes.
"Rey..."
"You know what Kylo Ren, this was a bad idea. I thought you could be saved, I mean of course you could you have the light in you. But you also have the temper of a bitching 6 year old. I won't do it. I'm done. You do whatever the hell you want." Rey put the Falcon in autopilot and stormed towards the sleeping quarters. Kylo Ren was left with the fact that he had just hurt the only person in the galaxy who was stupid enough to trust him.
A/N: Whelp Chapter 2. I hope you all are enjoying it. I know these chapters are kinda short but I'm just trying to space things out in a way that (hopefully) makes sense lol. Thanks for much for reading!