Falling for Kylo Ren (Based on the Star Wars Movie, The Force Awakens)

Chapter 3

I ran through the woods, turning my head back to look behind me. "Come hear you little bitch! You deserve to die!" As I ran, I could hear the gunshots. The next thing I knew, I was on the ground, and Luke was on top of me.

"Don't you want to have some fun with me, little girl?" He smiled cockily.

A second later, I was being shot. As Luke smirked at me, I let out a blood-curdling scream.

I was being held in a muscular set of arms. I could hear shrieking, but I wasn't sure from where. After a few minutes, I began to realize nothing was going to hurt me. Though I quieted down, tears were still streaming from my eyes.

"Shh, it's okay," I heard a voice whisper in my ear. I shut my eyes and proceeded to hyperventilate. The voice whispered again, "hush baby, you're okay. I won't let anything happen to you. Everything is okay."

I felt calm as I cuddled into my only heat source, though I couldn't remember where I was or who I was with. My breathing forced itself back to normal as my crying subsided.

"Are you okay, Sky?" The voice asked, and then I realized who was holding me. I whirled around quickly, and to my surprise, Kylo Ren's face was soothing, as if he actually cared about me. "What's wrong? You began screaming out of nowhere."

"I-It's nothing. I-I'm so sorry. I did-didn't mean to wake you u-up. Pl-please, don't k-k-kill me. P-plea-please," I stuttered, forcing my eyes shut and squeezing his biceps. I then became very aware of the man's toned, uncovered chest.

Wait, did I just think of Kylo Ren like...that?

He laughed. "Why would I hurt you? It's not your fault," I could hear the sympathy in his tone.

I sighed, glancing around the room and peeling myself from his firm grip. The digital clock on one of the walls read 3:49.

"It's late. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be a burden..." I trailed off, not knowing how to finish my sentence.

"You're not," Ky responded, turning my small frame so I was facing him. "What happened? Do you want to talk about it?"

I shook my head, looking at my feet with shame. "It's not important."

"If you woke up screaming, then it's important. I can't help you if you don't let me," he argued.

"It's just some shit that happened when I tried to run away once," I began, "Luke shot me and then tortured me. I get nightmares about it all the time." I swallowed, unaware as to why I was telling this to someone I had just met.

"That explains the self-esteem," he muttered to himself. "Well don't worry. You're here now. And I won't let Luke or anybody else touch you. That's  a promise."

I don't know why I felt so safe, but I did. With tears pricking my eyes I plowed back into Ky's bare chest, barely making him budge. My arms wrapped around his neck and his around my waist. With a small smile, he fell back, allowing me to lay down. Moments later I had fallen into a deep sleep.

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Edited

I know this is a somewhat short chapter, but while I'm reading back through all of this, I kind of ignored the fact that Sky was held captive and tortured for most of her life. I want to make this more real, so I'll be adding trauma and maybe some PTSD/social anxiety/anxiety/depression issues that Ky's going to help her through. If you don't really want that just let me know and I'll cut it out, but I really would like to add some real emotion into this.

I have decided to update whenever I write a chapter, to upload it. So one day I could put out 7 chapters, then the next day put up none. So that's why my chapters are being put up strangely~

I am so glad that I was not the only one having extremely dirty thoughts about Kylo Ren in the theatre, my sister made fun of me for it, actually.

~Diamond

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"PTSD nightmares aren't always exact replays of the event. Sometimes they replay the emotions you felt during the event, such as fear, helplessness and sadness." ~Alice Cariv