The Forgotten Excuse
Kylo's words before he left was a defeated, "I'm not getting through to you, am I?"
Rey closed her eyes. It was the truth, she was tired. Weary. Her heart felt heavy. Her mind struggling to remember but couldn't.
She was able to fall sleep. Then she woke up, trembling.
It was a bad dream.
It was raining red like blood. Red rose petals falling from the sky. And amidst all that, the tall body toppled down like a giant going down as the car hit him.
The long beeep then the tires grinding, trying to halt but it was too late then the crash. Rey saw all that.
"Kylo!" she shouted. Her voice hoarse. Her body going cold, unable to move.
It was like a deja vu.
When she was 5 years old, she saw how her parents died. She was waving at them goodbye when suddenly a truck hit their car.
But she had forgotten all that.
But Kylo...she remembered him now. Rey started to cry in relief.
"What is it, Rey? A bad dream? You were screaming my name." Kylo had risen from the chair he was using to sleep in and wrapped his arms around Rey, feeling her smaller body, shaking.
Rey looked up at Kylo. Her eyes slowly getting adjusted to the darkness. "Why didn't you just showed me the vibrator so I would have remembered you sooner?"
"I was saving it as a last recourse. If you still don't remember me by morning, tomorrow night, once you're discharged, you would have found it deep inside you."
"You're going to force it in me?" Rey clucked her tongue in mock disappointment. "What happened to consent, hmn?"
"I would leave it by your bedside table."
"And you think I would use it...without you?"
"I was banking that then you would remember you always used it with me. My face was beside that vibrator the times you allowed me to use it on you so I'm betting all I have that you would remember me then."
Rey laughed.
"It's not funny you know. Forget all about me again and you'll—"
Abruptly, Rey kissed Kylo's mouth to shut him up. Then, "I love you," she breathed the words out for the first time against his mouth.
"I know," Kylo answered, grabbing Rey's head so he could kiss her harder.
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