Ani's P.O.V.

Waking up from my head pounding, I open my eyes and glance around without moving. I'm still in Ben's room in the fluffy dress I wore the day before. My face feels swollen, my head feels like it's about to burst from the pain and my body feels dehydrated. I don't recall falling asleep, I must have fallen asleep in the middle of crying my heart out. I feel as if I barely got any sleep or it could just be from what happened the day before. I move up to rest on my elbows to check the time and sure enough; I woke up three-thirty in the morning. I move to lay back down to sleep a few more hours when I suddenly feel something move against my dress. Searching my dress for what's moving through the layers, I notice something tan.

Glancing behind me, I find Ben- Kylo Ren sleeping with an arm draped over my waist. Feeling completely awake, I notice his large hand flat against my belly now. I look from his hand to his calm sleeping figure and feel myself put my guard up as if he could bite at any moment. His face looks at peace, almost like how he used to stare at me, but I know better. I know what his features look like: mad, untamed, and dangerous. Slowly and quietly, I slide out of the bed and out of his grasp. Once my feet are on the floor, I back up from him like I'm locked in the room with a lion. My dress is wrinkly and is all over the floor from my height without the heels on.

I try not to trip on the dress as I back away from the bed; I keep my eyes on his figure in the bed; he hasn't woken up yet or notice the lack of my body on the bed with him. Searching around the room, I don't know where else to go besides his bathroom. Going inside quickly, I shut it closed as silent as possible before looking around the bathroom itself. It's a decent-sized bathroom that includes both a shower and bathtub. Backing away from the door then I see myself in the mirror, my hair is a mess and I immediately start taking out the pins and braids. My face looks ridiculously puffy and pink, making me pull at my cheeks before looking around the restroom. After a moment of standing around with my head throbbing and squishing my face, I go to the bathtub and turn the faucet on.

I stop up the drain and strip off the dress as the warm water rises in the tub. I don't want to go back to sleep in the bed with Kylo Ren there, but I need to make me feel better. The bath will at least get rid of my headache and puffy face, plus once Kylo leaves I can go back to sleep without him there. Once the dress falls to the floor, it lies on the tile, covering it brightly. When the water has mostly filled the tub, I turn the faucet off and slowly get it. I flinch the second the scorching water is on my skin; I haven't felt water this hot in years. I've been taking lukewarm or cold showers since he kidnapped me.

Sinking into the water, I groan in a low tone before relaxing against the edge. I could sleep right now in the water if I wanted to. I put my head under the water before popping it back up and lean up against the side of the tub. Looking around me and seeing soap bottles, I can't resist cleaning myself properly in the searing water. Using them and rinsing them off, I finally relax for the first time in a while from the heat. I left out a sigh as I rest my head against the edge and close my eyes. Trying not to fall asleep in the tub, my mind wonders what my future has in store for me.

For the last two years, all I could think about was that terrifying night, escaping, or when Ben will come back. Yesterday I spent the day crying and thinking of what Ben has become. Now my mind wanders off to what will happen to me now if I can't escape. What will Ben- Kylo Ren do if I keep refusing to join him? He can't keep me locked in his room forever, not when he knows my potential with the force and a saber. I don't want to become something I'm not, but I've been feeling the pull to the dark ever since that night Ben took me. Because of that night, I have sat in my hate for him, my anger to revenge my home, and the need to take control of my life.

What I have left and thought about since that night isn't the Jedi way, but I don't have guidance from the light side anymore. I haven't in the past two years. The temptation of the darkness surrounds me because of Kylo and it used to be Ben who would connect me better to the light. I know I won't consciously give myself up to the Darkside, but if I stay here long enough, I might become it without even realizing it. I've already killed so many people in trying to escape, and the hate I have for Ben grows with every day I'm stuck here. Perhaps that his plan, slowly get me to surrender myself to-

"Ani?" I hear a faint voice say my name and my eyes pop open as my mind comes back to my surroundings. I hear my name being called louder now in anger I heard similar to yesterday, "Ani! Of course, she would-"

Just as I glance to the bathroom door confused, it busts open with Kylo Ren looking down around in concern. I lower myself more into the water and hide against the wall with my eyes just above the edge to look at him. His eyes meet mine in the bath and I watch him let out a breath and relax his shoulders. He's staring at me for a second looking uneasy, then peers down at the mess of a dress on his bathroom floor. I feel steam coming off me as he stands there longer before turning around mumbling with conflict on his mind, "I'm sorry, Anakia... I didn't mean to..."

Without finishing his sentence, he walks out and shuts the door behind him. I feel myself get bright red at him rushing into the restroom like he did. Getting out of the bath quickly, I grab a towel and wrap it around myself. With my hair dripping onto the dress from where I stand, I look around embarrassed and it causes me to call out awkwardly, "Did you need something? Why did you call for me?"

"It's nothing." I heard from the other side of the door, "I just thought you had- it doesn't matter."

The room goes silent again, causing me to feel on edge with his presence waiting for me on the other side of the door. Searching around the restroom I notice in the mirror my cheeks have gone back to normal but I now have nothing to wear. Clenching the towel tighter against my body, I spin around the bathroom until I finally let myself stop in front of the door to say, "Ben- Kylo..."

"Yes?"

"I... I need something to wear."

He doesn't answer me, but the door cracks open and he hands me something made of silk. Grabbing it quickly, I turn my back to the door holding the fabric as he shuts the door. Wasting no time, I slide the fabric over me and realize it's a small thin nightgown. It's black and smooth against my skin, but it might as well be the same as the towel around my body. It stops at my upper thigh and has thin straps to hold it on my shoulders. It has a v shape on the chest, drying my hair with the towel I look in the mirror I abruptly see my nipples poking out against the silk nightgown. Once my hair is damp instead of dripping, I cover my breast with it before hanging up the towel again and scooping up the dress on the floor. Walking out the door, I find Kylo laying back on the bed with his arm behind his head.

I look around the room awkwardly before dropping the red dress on the floor beside the bathroom. I glance back up to him to see his eyes watching my every move. This only makes me tug at the end of my nightgown. Glancing at the time it's still not earlier enough for him to leave but it makes me want to ask him when he'll leave. Watching him look down at my body, I quickly look away feeling the heat rising into my face. After a moment of just standing there sensing him watching me, I walk over to sit on the loveseat and look out the window.

Even with the golden wristbands on me, I can still use the force for other things besides physically exporting it from my hands. I can still use it to understand the surrounding minds, to read their emotions from within, and decipher them. The moment I walked out of the restroom, I could feel Kylo's force and what his mind intended for me. I can feel that he's wanting something more from me, something I didn't sense him wanting before when he was once Ben. This sensation of his force feels lustful, selfish, and almost impatient. It makes me shiver at the ideas of what it could entail and has my thoughts turning into a noisy curiosity of what more he could want from me.

Not a second later of thinking to myself, I feel myself being pulled out of my thoughts by Kylo physically using the force on me. He pulls me off the chair and I'm thrown onto the bed without him lifting a single finger. Sitting up on the bed in shock I turn to Kylo still laying with his arm behind his head, but now his eyes are closed. Glaring at him, I dramatically get out of the bed and walk back to the loveseat. This time I'm stopped in place and I'm unable to move anything. I don't have to look at Kylo to know his eyes are open again and staring at my backside. I can feel his gaze on me as if they're burning holes in every part of my body that he inspects.

"You have nothing to fear." I hear Kylo mumbling in a sleepy voice from behind me, "I won't hurt you, come to bed."

"Is that what you said to the younglings?" I blurt out when I'm able to move freely again, I turn to face him where I'm standing and add in spite, "Or did you promise that to them first before slaughtering them?"

"Anakia," Kylo sighs and blinks tiredly at me, I'm not sure if it's from needing sleep or this conversation. His eyes linger on the nightgown then down to my legs before looking back into my eyes and whispering as if it's factual, "You're different. Please, come to bed. I might not be the same man you have once known, but I still care for you as he did."

"Prove it."

I let out from not understanding how this Kylo Ren could feel anything toward me that hasn't twisted into something dark. His eyes stay on me as his hand flicks two fingers at the cupboards. One door goes open and I see my father's armor hanging up in it. My mouth drops and I run to it in disbelief. He must have grabbed the uniform and helmet before we left the planet or he must have gone back for it. I let my hand graze over the metal, but a moment later the door shuts again and I feel hands on my waist. Kylo turns me around to face him on the bed, his hands slide down to the edge of the nightgown. I can feel his thumbs rub against my skin on the side of my thighs and the rest of his fingers stay on top of the fabric. He looks me straight in the eyes and says like he's done arguing with me, "No one will ever harm you here, you're mine. No one may touch you beside me, you might not agree with what I have done but without me, your safety is not secure. You need me."

I stare at him for a long moment; I didn't like one thing he said, but I know he's right. From the sight of my father's armor, I know there's still friendship for me and not just the need for me to turn to the Darkside. That still doesn't make him the Ben Solo I care for, though. Moving out of his grasp, I go around the bed and get on the other side of the bed that he's not taking up. I get under the covers and put my back to him. Clinging onto the sheet, I then whisper loud enough for him to hear as I shut my eyes, "I need Ben Solo, not you."