A/N: I'm BACK! I saw the last jedi on opening night and MAN HAVE I BEEN INSPIRED! I'm going to try to be updating once every 2 weeks from now on. This chapter is going to be pretty hard on the heart. THE ANGST MAN!

Rey

Shit.

I was not on the resistance base. Anything but that. I opened my eyes. I was on the floor of a ship. I looked around hastily for more information. Scattered tools, grate floors, and to my left… Someone's feet?

Kylo.

"You're up. Sleep well?" I couldn't tell if he was mocking me, or if he was honestly asking.

I sat up quickly to meet up with his knees. He was sitting in a chair, watching me sleep… Again.

"You're a monster, you know that, right?"

He chuckled. "Perhaps I do."

That Sith spit.

"You are an idiot and a jerk to knock me out and force me into a ship. That's all you can seem to do. Be a no good, stuck up, half witted, scruffy looking nerfhearder!"

He coughed.

"You got that from my mother, didn't you?" Kylo asked.

I made my eyes into slits. "Avoiding the point?" I asked.

Kylo leaned back in his chair,taking a breath. "You do realize that the reason I persistently pull you to the first order is because it will make you stronger, right? The dark side holds the strongest power, and let's you harness it all. Yet you don't seem to realize your potential. That's why I'm here."

That was it. It's like he didn't know what I wanted. After months of captivity, he thought I should want him?

"You're wrong. If anything, the dark side is weak. You overuse your emotions, clouding your judgement! The dark side is weak, and so are you!" Starting to shout, I stood up to meet his level.

As if on command, Kylo left his chair, towering above me once again. He had snapped. "Weak? Weak?! I will show you the true power of the dark side."

He reached his hand up to my face and slapped me, hard. I reached up to rub the throbbing area, but he grabbed my wrist.

"You think you know everything, Rey. But the truth is, you know so little," he started. He lifted his other hand and flicked his wrist. An invisible force brought me to my knees, holding me there. Not again.

What is happening? What is he doing? So many questions ran through my head as Kylo walked behind me with a smirk. He breathed in heavily.

"What is happening?" He imitated my thoughts. "Oh so pitiful. So far from success." he said slowly. He grabbed my chin from behind. "All I'm doing is showing you the power of the dark side."

"Ben please, you don't have to do this," I couldn't think of anything else that would stop him. I wanted to love him, I wanted to let him love. But now with Kylo. I needed Ben.

He gripped my chin harder. "Ben… Is gone. There's no one to save you here. Leia and your friends are so far away, they won't hear your screams. Your screams of pain as I rip the virginity from you." He hissed.

My heart stopped. No. Not this way. But I knew nothing would stop him now. Thrashing and pulling, I tried to get free from his grasp. He chuckled deep in his throat as he ripped off the vest Leia had given me. He was right. Ben was gone.

"Please Kylo. Not like this. I'm sorry," I spouted as he pulled layers of clothing off, leaving me in my chest bindings. Kylo kneeled to my level and glid his hands along my waist, leaving goosebumps in his trail. I shuttered with a sick feeling in my stomach. It was like my days back on Jakku. When I was desperate, I would let the men of the planet touch me in return for rations. The difference is that at the time I could back off at any time. Not this time. I was stuck in my place.

I could feel a tear run down my face as he pulled in a breath. "You don't have to do this, Kylo. I-" I stopped. "I want to love you. I believe you. The dark side is strong, but there is more to this than-"

"SHUT UP, REY! JUST… STOP!" Kylo shouted. He grabbed my cheeks before silencing me with a harsh, unforgiving mash of lips. I squirmed in attempt to get away from his grasp, but his force hold was still there. There was nothing I could do.

Kylo's grip started to weaken as his hands started to shake and he pulled away. I gasped a breath and wiped my cheek. Half way through a wipe, I noticed that I was moving. Freely. I looked up to see Kylo kneeling with his head in his hands. I heard a shaky breath as he dug his fingers into his eye sockets. A tear dropped from between his clawing fingers.

Was he crying?

I wearily leaned forward and cocked my head to confirm my suspicion. "I'm sorry, Rey. I never wanted to hurt you. I- I'm just so… So lost. I keep thinking I've found my place. Then I just feel lost over again,"

I leaned back and sighed. My top was easily in reach, so I grabbed it and stood up. The room was darker than I remember. I looked up. The light from the ceiling had burst sometime during the time I was awake.

That wasn't the only thing that had broken.
Kylo's heart had broken. He was broken, lost.

I pulled myself out of the room to find something to tinker with to get my mind off of the most recent event.

He and the light bulb weren't alone. I was there to join the party of lost souls.