Chapter 7

Kylo woke up sweating and his heart beat in his ears. He dreamt of visions of Rey, captured, and tortured until Kylo finally agreed to end the entire Resistance. The dream he had seemed too real, he heard her screaming his name and commanding him not to do it. He couldn't break her heart, but he couldn't have her tortured either. It was too much for him to process. He knew he had to act fast with his plans. He didn't want to, but he needed to keep her safe. He couldn't calm himself down so he got up and into the shower. The dream stuck with him, and his fear turned to anger which became rage. He started smashing his fists into the shower wall until they bled, and then he kept going. He was mad, he felt trapped, and he knew he was losing control. Why couldn't things work out for once?

When he felt small hands on his back, he couldn't bring himself to look at her. So instead she squeezed herself between him and the wall and hugged his middle. She listened to his heartbeat speed up, slow down, and sped up again. She started kissing his arms and shoulders as he started to shake finally letting his emotions out. They didn't say anything; they both knew the end was coming.

Kylo wrapped his arms around her legs and pulled her up close to him while her back was pressed against the shower wall, she groaned when he did this. He was concerned but then remembered the butt plug was still inside her, they were too tired to remove it earlier. He put her back down to remove it but was startled by the bruises that were beginning to show. "I shouldn't have done that," he whispered. She barely heard him over the water.

"why?" she asked.

"Because I don't want to hurt you," he responded. She looked at him, like she was studying a map that she would never see again. She looked him in the eyes, put her hands on his chest, and said "that doesn't hurt, what we are doing now, what is about to happen. That hurts."