(10:45 P.M.)
(His Room)
(Ren's View)
(Keisa's 6 Years Old)
Keisa. I never expected her to mean so much to me. I know that this angers the Supreme Leader, but I cannot help it. She's my little girl, and I can't resist to love her like a father would. Her eyes sparkle in the light, her smile warms my ice-cold heart into a slush. She's perfect.
Right now, I'm sitting on my bed, scrolling on my holo-computer, a circular device that acts like a computer, but floats in the air, to look at the news about the worlds conquered by the First Order. As I scroll through, a news update pops up.
Naboo Conquered by the First Order
Instantly clicking on the report, I, after it pops up, read about the successful raid that Hux has ordered and planned for 2 months now. I smirk. "'Bout time." I sneer to myself, turning off my holo-computer. I sit it on my nightstand, soon wondering why I cannot sleep tonight. Rewinding my day in my mind, I soon remember chasing Keisa through the hallways. But, why does that keep me up? It doesn't make any sense.
Maybe I need to exhaust myself. I think to myself. Deciding that it's the best way, I hop off my bed, walk into the hallway and begin my walk. While I walk, I listen to the patting of the rain, which relaxes me a bit, not enough to tire me though. I soon, after 5 minutes, pass the TIE Fighter docks, where I find Hux, in the distance, typing on the computer. I roll my eyes and walk to him. He scoffs when he notices me. "Can't sleep either?" He snarls, his back towards me. "Like you need to worry. You don't" I snarl back. He then turns to me, smirking. "Well that's a relief. I hate you anyways."
"I don't care. We have to work together, that's the important part. I don't have time for you and you games." I say. His smirk grows. "Is it because of that brat of a daughter? Not surprised. You're too fond of her." He snarls. Standing, he walks to me so that his nose is an inch from mine. "So don't be fond of her."
"Like I'd listen to you. Now, I'll be on my way." I snarl back. I turn around and walk off back into the hallways.
10 more minutes pass by as I walk through the pure white hallways. When I near my room, Keisa, in her room, begins to scream. I, on instinct, dash into her room, seeing her tossing and turning in her bed, screaming for someone or something to stop. I dash to her and grasp her wrist tightly. Doing this usually wakes her up, but she continues to scream. I, now more frantic, begin to shake her, yelling for her to wake up. After a minute of this, she snaps awake, snapping up in her bed. Breathing heavily, she stares into my eyes, fear radiating off. "Daddy...I'm scared."
"I know. You were screaming. Lay back down Keisa." I tell her calmly, pushing her down. She shakes her head violently. "No! I'm no going back Daddy!" She shouts, tears falling down her face. I place my thumb on her hand, which is clinging on her Phasma doll and brush my thumb over the back of her hand. Sitting down on the edge of her bed, I watch her trying to calm down. After 5 minutes of no success, I stand up.
"Daddy! Don't leave! I want you!" She screams. I turn to her. "I'm going to get something. I'll be right back." I reassure her before walking into my room. I walk to my dresser and pull out a ragged, old, dark green blanket. I walk back to Keisa. She, even more frightened than before, clings onto her dark blue sheet, her eyes only visible. I walk to her side and sit down on the edge of her bed.
"Keisa. Don't cry. It was only a nightmare." I reassure her. Lying my blanket on her, she uncovers her face a bit more. I smile. "Have my blanket. It's old for sure, but it comforted me when I was your age. I know you're scared when I'm not around. Whenever you're missing me, cuddle this. It'll help."
"You...You think so Daddy?" She asks, uncovering her whole face to me. I nod. "It's from your Grandpa. He gave to me, now I'll let you have it." I say, standing to my feet. She then sits up, pulls the blanket off of her and cuddles it. "Daddy…?" She asks. I turn look to her. "Yes?"
"What happens if something happens to me?" She asks. Confused, I raise an eyebrow. "What do you mean Keisa? I don't understand." I tell her. She sighs. "In my bad dream, I died. You weren't around either. What happens if that comes true?! What if I die?!" She shouts. I, to her surprise, smile. "It won't." I reassure her, sitting back on the edge of her bed. "But...how do you know? You can't see the future!"
"Because in that type of situation, I'd be at your side for certain. Keisa, I guess what I'm trying to tell you is that nothing will hurt you when I'm around."
"Do you promise that Daddy?" She asks, sitting up. I smile and gently push her down back into her bed. I gently kiss her forehead.
"I promise."
