Sadly, she woke up. The room was all white, blinding lights, and a subtle beeping. Hailee was in a hospital. She tried to sit up but was gently pushed back down.

"You've had your stomach pumped dear. You need to take it easy."

"What happened?"

"Your neighbor called the police for you. They saw you enter your home, and they went to check on you but you never answered."

"Oh."

"You tried to commit suicide."

"I know."

"Why?" the nurse asked. Hailee didn't answer, instead she looked out the window.

"When do I leave?"

"In a few days."

"OK."

Rey visited her. As well as Kylo. She wasn't sure why they were there but she didn't force them away.

"What happened Hailee?" Rey asked.

"I don't want to talk about it." She said avoiding her eyes. "How's Hux?" she looked over at the black haired man sitting uncomfortably in the chair.

"He's Hux. Angry. Probably sulking about you. He doesn't know you're here."

"Sulking?"

"He was rambling about some voice mail and how he was going to kill someone. I assumed he wanted to kill you."

"I wish he would."

The rest of their visit was quiet. They left, Rey kissed her cheek.

The few days passed and she was released. She didn't have any immediate family to take care of her, so they released her alone. A dangerous option but the only one they had. Hailee paid for the fees in the front, again with Hux's charge card. Surely he would notice now. Maybe he would still feign ignorance to the situation.

Taking a cab home, she went to bed. It was about 3 days before she decided to do anything about her situation, she began to pack to move back home. This took a few hours. She was almost done when her phone notified her of a new message.

-We need to talk.

Hux texted her.

-You know where I live.

The response seemed full of attitude, but right now she didn't care. Half an hour later her front door opened and a man walked into her bedroom.

He was tall with ginger hair. His skin was pale and seemed to glow in the poor lighting. He looked furious, in his hands were crumpled paper. He tossed said papers in her direction. They were the bills from the hospital.

Hailee looked down at them and back up at her 'sugar daddy'. He breathed in deep before speaking. "What the fuck?" his voice was Irish, not English as most would mistake it for.

"Like you care." she said softly. Picking up the papers and throwing them into an open box. She started to continue to pack again. The man grabbed her hands and forced her to look at him.

"Do you know who I am?!"

"My Sugar Daddy." She practically spat out. "You don't need to worry about paying for anything else. I'm moving back home with my parents. Do you want your gifts back?"

"No. Hailee… what happened?"

"Why don't you listen to your voicemail?"

"I did."

"There's your answer sir. I already apologized for calling. What more do you want?"

"You… you were attacked."

"Very perceptive sir."

"Why didn't you tell the police?"

"What would they have done? Give him a warning? 3 months jail time?" new tears formed in her eyes. Hailee refused to let them fall. She looked up into his eyes. They were a blue green. They held worry.

"Why didn't you tell me."

"I thought you were angry that someone touched me. What was I supposed to say to you?"

"That you were raped!"

"It's not like you actually cared. How long until you actually listened to it. Please don't lie."

"A few days ago." He almost whispered.

"The incident has passed. He didn't get me pregnant luckily…"

"Hailee."

"Kylo says you were pissed."

"I was, I still am."

"Are you always angry."

"Never at you, but when you called I was so annoyed you had broken our agreement and I didn't answer." He let go of her hands. "I should've picked up."

"Maybe…"

They were quiet for a few minutes. He had stepped away from her. He took in her appearance. She was frail, malnourished. It was her fault, but he only blamed himself. Her skin looked thin, it held a grey tinge. He was furious to even let it get this far. He looked back up to her face and spoke again.

"I killed him."

"What?"

"I killed him. The man who touched you. You're right. Jail wouldn't be enough." he backed away and sat on her bed. "I couldn't stand the thought of him touching you. He needed to die."

"Th-thank you." Hailee stuttered out. Hux glanced around her room.

"Your home is quite empty."

"I don't need a lot, and when my room mate moved out I could barely afford living here. So I sold most of my things. Like my couch and TV. Dvd's. Things like that." She took in his appearance. He didn't fit in with her boxes she got from home depot. His tailored suit stood out harshly on her grey comforter. "Then I met you and it helped. Then you 'dumped' me so I had to start selling my things again. Thanks for them. It made last year possible."

"It's… nice seeing you in person."

"It's nice meeting you in person as well."

"Please don't get offended… I never meant for you to get so attached." He picked up a book to his left. It was Hailee's high school yearbooks. "I didn't want you to blend into reality. Just a fun toy to have while I was busy with my breakup."

"You had a girlfriend?"

"Boyfriend actually. We planned on getting married."

"May I ask what happened?"

"He found someone better."

"Oh. I'm sorry." She moved some boxes around. Hux patted the space beside him.

"This is your home. You're allowed to sit on your bed." He looked into her eyes. Dark circles practically swallowed her eyes.

"I know. I just didn't know if you wanted me near you."

"I don't ever want you apart from me Hailee." he flicked through the pages of her yearbook. "Where are you?"

"Thats my Junior year one." she gently took the heavy book from his hands and flipped to the junior's. She found herself and pointed to her photo. "I looked awful. I wanted blonde hair, but my dark brows made it look bad."

Hux laughed. "You look beautiful."

"Thank you. I should show you when I went red."

"Red, red hair."

"Again, my brows made it look bad." She took a different yearbook out of the box and opened it to the page she was on. "Just look at that! Horrific. Never again."

"You don't like red?"

"Don't get me wrong sir. I love gingers, but me as one? Not a good look."

"I think you look quite sassy." He commented, finalizing the reality of having her next to him.

"Thank you sir."

"What can I do to make it up to you?"

"What do you mean?"

"For cutting you off. For basically victim blaming you. It's all my fault."

"No its not. If anything, it's mine. I should've known what I was getting myself into."

"NO. no Hailee, never blame yourself." Hux looked deep into her eyes. "Don't ever say that again."

"Yes sir."

"No."

"Daddy."

Hux smirked. "What do you want for dinner?" He asked looking at his watch. It read just after 9. "I'm assuming you haven't eaten yet."

"You are correct." She put her yearbook back into the box, as well as the one Hux was looking at earlier. "I'm not really hungry."

"Have you eaten today?"

"No." she said after thinking for a moment.

"When was the last time you ate?"

"I don't know."

"That settles it. You're eating." He stood up and walked out of her bedroom. Easily avoiding all the boxes filled with mostly her school things.