Chapter 18- Our thoughts

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-Kylo's POV-

The only sound in the hallway is the sound of my shoes gently tapping the floor as I march back to the engine room.

Opening the door, I look for Katrin. I smile under my mask at the sight of her on her side, sleeping. She must've been exhausted, considering what she's been through in the past few days.

I walk over and pick her up carefully, so I don't wake her. The corners of her mouth turn up slightly and she edges closer to me. My heart pounds so hard I'm afraid it'll wake her up.

I turn around and take her to my room. She looks so vulnerable and innocent. When she's awake, everything is different. Her intent eyes always alert and watching carefully. Those eyes that look like they can burn their way into your soul and read your deepest, darkest thoughts. Her every move, with purpose and ready to attack if need be.

She's right. She's not the same girl I loved before I left. I was to blind to notice how she felt for me. I'm such an idiot. An idiot for not seeing it. An idiot for leaving. And especially an idiot for making the choices I have made and not thinking about how it would affect her.

My thoughts are interrupted when I feel her shift in my arms slightly. I look down at her and see that she's still sleeping peacefully; Her hand on my arm by her head. I smile lightly.

I just realized how much more I've been smiling around her. Before she came back into my life, I didn't smile at all. Why did you have to come back?

"Why are you carring her yet again?" The very annoying general, demands from behind me.

"She feel asleep in the engine room," I growl back, adjusting her slightly.

"What was she doing there?" He asks, genuinely intrigued. He speeds up so he's walking next to me.

"She's the one who fixed the hyperdrive."

"No wonder she's filthy," he mumbles glancing at her. "I have some matters to attend to, so if you'll excuse me..." and with that, he walks away.

Finally! I think. Soon, I arrive at my room. Using the Force, I open my door and walk in. I set her down on the bed, gently. She hums slightly and rolls onto her other side. Now that my arms are free, I remove my mask.

Maybe I should get some sleep myself. Taking a spare blanket, I drape it over Katrin's sleeping form. I lay down next to her and try to get some sleep.

-timeskip- -Katrin's POV-

My eyes slowly flutter open and I become aware of something heavy-ish draped around my waiste. I look down and see an arm, clad in black cloth. Turning slightly, I try to see who it is.

Kylo lays there next to me, sleeping peacefully. Why am I not suprised?

I carefully remove his arm from around me and sit up. The room is painted black and so is everything in it. This is Kylo's room, probably.

Ugh, I need a shower really bad. Getting out of bed, I walk to his dresser to temporarily barrow his clothes, since mine are on my ship. I grab a pair of pants and a shirt. I walk to his bathroom with the clothes in my arms. After setting them on the silver counter, I look around the room for a towel. Lucky for me, there was one already hanging up.

I remove my weapons from my person and get stuff ready for my shower. I loose myself into my inner thoughts and ever action becomes subconscious.

'Cause love isn't always fair' I sing quietly to an unamed tune in my head.

It's true, though. Love isn't always fair. My love had realized how I felt far to late. The moment he made that horrible choice is the moment he lost me.

An image of dead bodies strune everywhere flies through my mind and I cover my mouth to halt a sob. It was his doing. It was always his doing. His fault. The kind boy I knew; now replaced with this monster who is mearly a demon possessing the body of my best friend.

'Ben Solo is gone and all that's left is Kylo Ren' I think to myself.

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