whatever it takes

Chapter 11: Apologies and Dinner

*Song: Back to December by Taylor Swift*

I was lying in my bed. I had been home for a week. It was a week of pain but also growth. Within a week Peter had become my new sidekick. When he wasn't at school he was partaking in his 'Stark Internship', which meant he went along with me on my daily missions, meetings, and training. 

He had told Tony he didn't want to be an Avenger because he was still a teenager but that didn't mean he didn't want to learn and he did learn pretty quickly. 

Also, Peter had become a little brother to me. As much as Tony refuses to claim himself as a father figure for Peter, he is and I have become his older sister. It was nice and it also let me forget the gaping hole in my heart that was Kylo for a little while. 

Every day my heart sunk when I would stretch my hand across the sheets and it wasn't met with his furnace of a body. I think I missed that the most. Our mornings. The simplicity of rolling over and lightly tracing shapes on his back while I admired his features. Those were the happiest memories. It was just peaceful and happy. 

Laying in bed now those were the memories that danced across my consciousness. The night was always the hardest. I usually had a tiring day to then lay in bed thinking about what I miss most. It was a vicious cycle. 

At night was also the only time I would allow myself to cry. I hated people seeing me cry. I didn't like seeing the pity form in their eyes as they watched me break down. So, I cried but only by myself at night. Usually, I would cry hard enough that I would eventually just fall asleep. 

Tonight would be no different. I had a movie on. It was some rom-com but I was barely paying attention. I had Kylo's sweater on. When I left I stole it because I was afraid I would never see him again and I needed to at least have a small piece of him. I had worn it every night so his smell was mostly erased but there still was a slight trace of it. 

I wasn't paying attention so when I heard a phone ring I just assumed it was on the TV. That was until I heard the sound of vibration against the wood of my desk. I looked over at my desk and there was the phone my dad used to contact me while I was away. 

I had left my phone on the Finalizer because I hoped one day Kylo would reach out. Maybe this was it. Or it could be Vicrul calling saying Kylo wanted nothing to do with me and to take the phone back. 

I cautiously approached the phone and looked at the screen. There was the contact photo of Tony and me. He must have made my phone contact when I left. I inhaled deeply and slid the green answer button across the screen of the phone and put the phone up to my ear. 

"Hello," I softly said. I heard a small breath released from the other line but he didn't talk. 

"Hello? Kylo?" Again I was met with silence. I was starting to get annoyed

"Well, you could say something. I mean you seemed to have a lot to say about me last week." Again nothing. 

"Would you like me to open the portal? Anything?" 

Finally, my ears heard a soft, "yes." It was so quiet that if I wasn't paying attention I could have easily missed it. 

I didn't respond. All I did was hang up the phone and grab the necklace that was lying across my chest. I thought of Kylo and the door to another galaxy opened. 

There is a circle with the orange hue of sparks circling Kylo. I felt the air in my lungs escape as I looked into his whiskey-colored eyes. I always thought he was the most breathtaking person I had ever seen, but after the separation, I had a whole new admiration for him. On top of that, now seeing his face made me angry.