Possessive *Star Wars/ Kylo Ren* BEING EDITED

Thirteen

"Come to bed," kylo said.

"I'm fine. I am going to take a shower," I said while running my hand through my hair.

"I'll come with," he smiled.

"No. It's o-okay," I responded.

"Okay," he answered and I walked into the bathroom. I locked the door and turned the water on. I stripped my clothing off and sat on the shower floor. I cry a lot. I cry when I get frustrated, angry, happy, and sad. I hate crying. I hate crying because of him.

"Victoria. Are you okay?" Kylo asked while knocking on the door.

"Uh. Um. Yeah," I said. That was a lie. I'm not okay. I won't be okay as long as I'm here. Kylo won't leave me alone now. He's possessive. Too possessive. But why me? What is so special about me?

"Victoria. You've been in there for a while," kylo said as I realized the water was ice cold.

Kylo's POV

"Are you hungry?" I asked.

"No," she whispered.

"You need to eat," I added.

"I'm fine," she said.

"I'm sorry," I said and she looked at me.

"You're sorry?" She asked.

"I'm sorry I hurt you. I'm sorry I scared you," I added, "just the thought of losing you is scary. I don't want to lose you."

"You haven't lost me. Yet," she said.

"I love you," I said and she nodded.

"I love you too," she answered which made me smile.

Victoria's POV

"Who were you? Before Kylo Ren," I asked.

"Ben. Ben Solo," he answered.

"You're Princess Leia's son? Why? Why join the dark side?"

"There was nothing for me in the resistance. I did what I believed in and now I'm here," he said.

"Do you miss them?" I asked.

"Who?"

"Your parents? Well your mother. Since you killed your father," I said.

"No. I have to go," he said and quickly left the room. Ben Solo. I will find you. I will get rid of the monster Kylo Ren. Even if I have to rid myself.