Trust the stars (Reylo fanfiction) #TheWattys2016

Will you help me?

Rey's POV:
I carried him to Leia's office, and I must say he was heavy as hell. It was a long and hard journey from the main hallway to her room, bit I succeeded. I didn't want to let him die, something told me not to. I felt like something hurt me inside when I saw him helpless like that, Hux did it unfairly, from behind. He is such a coward. I defeated him with my blaster, but he is not dead. I shot him in the right arm, just to buy enough time to run away. Then when I looked at Kylo's eyes I saw something different, something he never seemed to have. His eyes were filled with warmith and softness that just looked like he was saying goodbye. Those big brown eyes always filled with rage then were covered with sadness that broke my heart in million pieces. I don't know why I felt some kind of sympathy for him, him from all guys. Maybe because of the connection, but deep inside I know that is not true. There is more.
I knocked few times on the hard metal door. Leia oppened it in matter of seconds and gasped in horror at the picture in front of her. Her only son was lying uncontious on the floor while my hands were covered in his dark red blood. She ran to both of us and helped me carry him inside, where we placed him on the grey leather coach.
"I will call a doctor, now. Rey please stay with him, watch him while I go to find them." I simply nod while she covered her mouth with her right hand, trying to contain the tears from spilling. She went out, and I was left alone in a room with Kylo, in a middle of a battle, having only my blaster and lightsaber for security. I walked near the coach and slowly kneeled so I can examine his features. He looked so calm, his face soft, pale with dark luxurious curls, if I didn't know he was on the dark side I would think he is a nice and good man. Suddenly he started breathing rapidly and I was worried sick, and when I turned to call Leia I felt him pull my left arm. I turned to see his eyes slightly open.
"Pl...Please...st...stay...here." He started coughing, not leaving my arm. I felt strange electricity surrounding every nerv in my body. It was nice and relaxing.
"But you may get worse." I protested.
"Ha...who will...care if I die...no one."
"Your mother will, she still loves you." He looked away, silent for a moment, like he just realised the truth.
" She doesn't deserve a son like me, she deserves better, much better."
" Then change that." He glanced at me again, not understanding what I mean.
" What do you mean?"
" Become the son she deserves, come to the light side."
" I already told you I am on your side, I was never on the dark side fully. All I did is a result of a plan, to destroy Snoke, I wanted to tell you Rey, but you ran away. No one will believe me now, after I killed my own father...even you."
" Then prove me, prove everyone your intentions, and then maybe I will learn to trust you."
" Will you help me? Redeem myself entirely? " I felt his fingers slightly caressing my arm, gently. With each touch I felt more vibes on my skin, sending me more shivers.
"Yes, I will." I said remembering my Master's words to trust my heart and to try bringing his nephew back. Maybe this is the right chance, maybe this is why we are connected. Maybe I am his path to the light, sometimes I just have to trust the stars, and believe that there is still good in him just like that boy he was fourteen years ago.
"And in the process you will help us defeat Snoke, for good." He managed to put a small smile on his lips despite the pain, and for the first time after so many years I looked at his real smile, not sinister and evil but one true and honest.
" Yes, of course I will." I smiled back,when the door opened and Kylo left my hand, I started to miss his touch, but I still felt the shivers from before. What is this man doing to me? The doctors were shocked to see him, and scared to even approach near him, which made me slightly nervous.
" He is going to die, help him, he is now to hurt you." I said. They went to him and started cleaning his wounds. Leia helped them too, once in a while touching his forehead to caress him. The more she did that the more watery her eyes got. After a while the doctors carried him to the medical wing. Leia stayed with me.
"The battle is over, we won. But that will not last forever, they will come again, very soon, for revenge. We must be prepared."
"Yes we must." I know bad days are ahead of us.