THE FATE

CHAPTER 10

I was awoken by a bright light and the constant beep of the machines I was hooked up to. This didn't feel real to me at all. I didn't feel real. I feel like I am floating on water. 

I felt a light tap on the arm. I looked over to see it was one of our resident doctors. She began to inform me of where I was and what happened to me. But everything she is saying to me, is just passing through my ears. I'm nodding along because I want more than anything to just rest. I want to close my eyes and I want to escape this nightmare. 

"I'm going to leave you now, you have a visitor," the doctor murmured and the familiar hissing of the door came to me. 

I rolled over my side, cupping my own shoulders as if hugging myself will heal the trauma that just occurred to my body. My room was in familiar First Order fashion, with plenty of blacks, reds, and sliver decorated throughout the walls. My room was rather large, too big for one person in my opinion. I didn't need something large and luxurious like this. I spotted a mirror, is this something I want to do right now? Do I truly want to see the destruction that affected my face? 

The door hissed open. 

"Lex?"

I didn't move. I kept my back turned and pulled the thin sheet over my body to conceal my damaged body and soul. 

His boots walked towards my bed. "I am so sorry," he huffed and sat on the edge of my bed. 

I fell silent. I had so much to say but couldn't form the words to describe how I felt without feeling desperate for air.  "If I had known, that mission was going to go the way it did, I would have never asked you to come with me," he whispered. 

I again, unable place my hand on the words. Is this was love feels like? To feel so disappointed but yet you want to be embraced by them and only them? Only the comfort of their hug can heal you. 

"What did you do with her?" I murmured. 

"She's on a work camp on the outer rim."

I flinched and I felt a presence approaching. The door hissed open. 

"Get out," he demanded. 

Kor stood up and faced Kylo, "I'm not leaving." I sunk into my bed, I rolled back over and felt my eyes begin to flood. 

"That is an order, get the fuck out."

The two stood off and stared at each other, until Kor made the move and walked out of my room. I felt like I could breath again. 

"Did they tell you?" Kylo whispered as stood at the end of my bed. 

"How fucked up my body is now? Sure did," I spat back. I was here because of Kor. He did this to me, but yet I wanted to hear how sorry he was. I wanted him to beg on his knees for my forgiveness. 

"I sent out a battalion to track down that gang and eradicate them, so you won't have to ever face them again."

"I felt like this was going to happen, and I ignored it. I didn't want to believe possible lies, but I felt like this wasn't meant to happen," my skin began to burn as tears fell from my eyes. Kylo shuffled over and gently cupped my cheek to wipe my tears. "You did what you felt was right, you did nothing wrong," he gently whispered. Kylo sat down on my bed and grabbed my hand. 

"You should rest," he assured me. Kylo turned around and as he approached the door, he said "In the next few days, we will figure this out. Don't worry."

I again went back to my comfort of pulling the sheets over my head as I heard him leave my room. I just wanted rest. I wanted to sleep. I wanted to forget anything happened. The months of endless flirting with Kor to just end with me being the side piece for him. He never once mentioned her name ever to me, and I wonder why. Maybe I should ask him, if he sees me again. Or I will find him and ask him.