Sour (Kylo Ren x Reader. Modern AU)

Chapter 13. It got ruined anyway

You didn't want to talk about it. Your head hurt as you had a concussion, and your wrists were red and sore, but you were too scared to be on your own.

The police officers that found you were really kind and made sure you felt somewhat safe. Still, you needed your brother's comfort, even if you were still mad at him.

It didn't take long for him to show up at the ER where you lay, as the nurse put some ointment in your damaged skin.

You could no longer cry. It was as if you were out of tears.

The drive home was quiet, it was early in the morning and you hadn't slept a thing.

"Why'd you tell them?" You asked Vic once you were wrapped in a fuzzy blanket.

"Tell who what?" He asked back.

"About Kylo and I" you said, not even able to look him in the eye.

"I didn't" he huffed

"w-what? I only told you and Finn" you said confused.

"I'd never do that to you, sissy..." He sat next to you.

"Kylo's mad at me. I think? He's not talking to me anymore" you said worry washing over your face. He wouldn't do that, would he?

"If I don't leave Imma be late. I'll talk to you later, just stay in and relax" he said as he wiped his face and left home for work.

He was mad. Really, really mad. That's why he ended up at the end of his shift at Kylo's office confronting him.

"You fucking piece of shit" Vicrul spat " I don't know what fucking games you're playing with my sister, and I tried to stay out of it, but you crossed the line" He pointed at his face as Ren took it all in. "She was devastated and left home, I couldn't find her until the cops called me saying she was fucking attacked" now he was full-on screaming at his face, Kylo's eyes almost bulging out.

"Is she okay?" he asked a bit nervous.

Vic walked out on him, a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Now you care, don't you?"

Finn cooked some warm soup for you. It was tasty and it made you feel much better.

You had yet to figure out what your next move would be and were happy that your brother wasn't placing too much pressure on you as you were still a bit shaken up from the attack. He wanted you to go to therapy but you didn't think it was necessary, you just needed your mind and body to relax from all the drama in your life.

You were rinsing your bowl when you heard a knock on the door and then a commotion.

"GET THE FUCK OUT!" Vic's voice echoed.

When you arrived at the scene, you saw Kylo with his hands up trying to talk to your brother. His eyes landed on you and he called out your name multiple times.

"Let me explain" he pleaded "I understand if you don't want to take me back, but just listen to me and then if you want to I'd be out of your life" you nodded to your brother who left the room not excited at all.

You stepped closer and Kylo checked your bruised forehead and your reddened wrists. A bitter taste of disappointment festered in his mouth as he licked the inside of his cheek.

"You're hurt" he muttered

"I'm fine" you said avoiding his penetrating stare.

"I'm sorry" he finally let those words out. They had been eating him alive. "It's just... I thought you leaked the information. That's why I was mad at you at first" his eyes watered a bit as he went on.

"You didn't even ask me" you cut in mad at him.

"I know, I'm sorry. It was Bazine. She threatened to out us" you let that sink in "She would've ruined your career. I couldn't let that happen"

"It got ruined anyway."

"I didn't mean to" there was a minute of silence until he asked "will you take me back?" as fear coursed through his veins.

Your heart broke a little bit more.

"I don't think I can"

Despite how difficult it was, you had to take care of yourself. Ever since you'd been involved with Kylo there had been lots of ups and downs. It was getting increasingly hard to keep up with so many emotions at the same time.

It was even harder when you knew you loved him and you didn't think he'd reciprocate.

Kylo walked around the room biting his lip and trying to hold back his anger.

He couldn't lose you, but he already did.

He couldn't forgive himself for messing things up with you. He was sure it was going to be something that'd eat him alive for the rest of his life.

If there ever was 'the one', it was you.

"A healthy relationship doesn't have to be this hard" you stated as tears pooled in your eyes. He nodded as he walked backwards towards the door. It was as if his heart was breaking with each step he took.

And with that, he walked away.