*Authors Note: The rest of the story will be told in first person, mainly through Rey's POV. The chapters will be short scenes as this is more of Horror/Romance than a detailed Star Wars fic. Probably around 25 chapters. Also a fair warning that there will be scenes of a darker nature, intended for mature readers only. *
Chapter 1
Beauty seems foreign in this world, probably because we are a people that value mostly action and thinking. At least, that has been my experience until now.
The way he looks at me, like he might devour me with his eyes alone, it sets my world into an alternative spin.
I try to hide, I try to run.
But he won't stop; he'll never stop chasing me.
In fact, I barely managed to escape this time.
Kylo Ren almost had me.
Almost won.
I've been hiding on Naboo, a planet known for its lush greenery. But I'm forced to hide indoors as much as possible. Our force bond is quite bothersome and I believe how he's tracking me to begin with. His presence isn't always revealed, as if he's found some way to watch me without my consent. I can't understand it, and I can't understand him…
The mystery that is Kylo Ren.
A feeling of impending doom wakes me every morning, a knowing that my days of being a free woman are numbered. Some part of me has fallen for the sadness in his eyes, yet the other side can't let him win. But as the days go on, I find my resolve weakening, the urge to run to him almost breaking my spirit.
I'm caught in his trap even when he's not around.
The four walls of our dwelling seem smaller and smaller every passing day. The smell of ocean washed clothes mixed with spices from neighboring plant life has grown dull. What had originally seemed a good idea, now felt like an utter waste of time.
"Are you hungry, Rey?" Poe asks, not bothering to knock and just walking right in. "I'll make us something for breakfast."
Before I can answer, Kylo's dark energy fills the space, cloaking the room in shadows. "You let this scum into your bedroom?" His voice cracks like a whip.
I swallow, my gaze flitting back and forth between the two men, an enemy and a friend. "Give me a moment, I'll be right out," I respond to Poe first, wiping away the frown that had been forming on his face. He smiles before closing the door behind him.
"I will find you and when I do, I'll kill him first," Kylo vows, pacing, his eyes flashing with murderous intent. "You belong to me, remember that, accept your fate." His voice comes out harsh and clipped.
Poe seems to incite Kylo's rage more than any other of my friends that had decided to travel with me. There are four of us: Poe, Finn, Rose, and me. Every time he catches Poe within mere feet of me, he turns into an even bigger monster. "I can't," I whisper, gazing away and around the room. "I can't accept that as my fate."
Just like that, he's in my face, hauling me to my feet. "Oh, you will," he says, his jaw ticking like a bomb. "You think I won't be able to find you?" His black eyes search my face before roving around the small room.
"Why?" I ask for the hundredth time. "Why must you find me, torment me?" My heart races from his closeness.
He closes his eyes, sniffing the air. "Soon," he threatens. "Mark my words." His eyes open again, revealing a penetrating darkness.