Possessive *Star Wars/ Kylo Ren* BEING EDITED

Eighteen

"You're pregnant? How can this be?" Kylo smirked.

"Obviously your pull-out method isn't strong," I smiled.

"You make me weak."

"So you do want this baby?" I asked.

"Yes I do. I told you I'd get what I wanted soon. And I want this baby," he said, "now I must go train."

     Sometimes I think what life would be like without kylo. Boring.

     Now we have a family. Kylo can have a family that cares for him.

     I love him. Very much. But there is something about him that is scary. You never know when he is going to snap. And when he does, it's terrifying. Sometimes I want to run away. Now I can't. This baby is going to keep me here.

     I do love him. Don't I? Then why would I think about running away? You love him. He loves you.

     He's psycho. No he's not. He is just troubled. No. Troubled people act better than him. You don't love him.

    Kylo Ren just wants love. And I must give it to him. Even if he hurts me. Yes I do.