Defiance (Kylo Ren Fanfiction)

Chapter Fifteen

A/N: Steamy scene in this chapter, nothing too bad.

"So tell me," his eyes were pouring right into mine. I had to stop myself from crying and hugging him like a little child. Instead, I look around, trying to find where to start.

"The first day I saw you... You were sitting in the back of class, the new kid. Everyone was picking on you, and I sat and watched like a coward. Secretly, I wanted to talk to you, introduce myself. In the mirror, just like a ballet room. There you sat, alone... Scared." I look down at my lap, twiddling my thumbs.

"Do you remember the day we meet?" He spoke, barely audible. A small smile creeps on my face.

"Of course," I reassure him, "Luke suggested we work together since you were new to all of the Jedi stuff."

"You were his best student," Kylo perks in.

I chuckle, "If you say so. Anyways, I was so nervous to talk to you. Everything seemed natural when we practiced, as if you had been doing it your whole life. You put my work to shame."

"Don't be ridiculous," he laughs, his beautiful, soft laugh.

"Then, we could never separate from one another. Best friends forever." A smug look grows on my face, "However, I took it all for granted. I was selfish, I knew no matter what you would never leave me, because I was all you had. No family, no friends, just me. Then, I thought I was falling in love with a boy I hardly knew. I thought he was my soulmate, when instead I was just denying the love I had for you. Everytime you closed your eyes, held my hand, or even when you were working on your homework right beside me... I always asked myself, could he be the one? Were the feelings I had true? But I was so scared, and we were so young. I knew the thoughts in my head were foolish. So instead of talking to you about it, I did the opposite. I started ignoring you, and making our conversations about me. I figured the less I knew about you, the harder it would be for me to get attached." My breathing gets heavy.

I look up and Kylo has is eyes locked with mine, "so you did love me?"

My lip trembles, and I push away the tears, "Of course," I whisper, "I always have." And without another thought, he pushes his lips against mine.

My heart is racing as the man I love holds onto me, pulling me in closer. Our lips syncing together, as our tongues glide. My hands, they're obsessed with his body as the unravel the knitted cloth wrapped around his torso. Soon, we're both tangled around eachother, and I couldn't ask for anything better. For a moment, we stop and look into one anothers eyes.

"Do you love me?" I ask him, my breathing erotic.

"Yes, I love you." He tells me, his fingers gliding up my leg, "Do you love me?"

I smile, "Yes, I do love you." His lips crash against mine once more, and I moan as his hands begin ripping away my clothing, as I do the same to him. We wrap ourselves in a blanket, as his lays on top of me, his eyes never leaving mine.

"No more anger," he whispers, "just love."

I close my eyes as we prove our love to one another for the rest of the night...

******

When I wake up, Kylo is beside me, snoring softly. My mind replays images of last night, as my cheeks begin to grow warm. I push away the thoughts, the resistance will be here soon to attack, and I don't know what to do anymore... My heart belongs to Kylo, but it all started with Ben. Last night, nothing was about evil, darkness. It was Ben who made love to me, not Kylo. I remind myself of what happened prior to all of this. The attack, Snoke, the images. Luke. Luke knows Ben is still there, and so do I... I just need to figure a way to find him. Before I get the chance to tiptoe out of bed, I feel his hand grasp mine.

"Goodmorning," he mumbles, refusing to open his eyes.

"Hi," I smile, intertwining my fingers in his messy hair.

"How are you?"

"Okay. How are you?"

"Okay."

I laugh, "I'm gonna go shower, we still have so much to talk about."

He moans, "Don't leave." Some of his tone was playful, but a part of it seems pained, as if this is the last time we'll be together.

"Don't be silly, I'll be right back."

I get up, and head towards the bathroom. When I look back over, Kylo is rubbing his eyes and I smile. Evil can sure look cute. As I shut the door I hear creaking on the floor, and a door open. For a moment I listen. I hear his voice, low and steady.

"Please, give me your strength," he whispers to them, "she's taking it away, all the darkness I have left. Please, Grandfather, show me and her what the darkness can really do."

I lift my hand to my mouth and gasp, he's talking to Vader. I close my eyes, running my hand through my tangled hair. I can't let him do this, after how far we have come. He saved me, kissed me, loved me when I lost all hope. That's only something Ben would do. I look over at the door handle, as it twists softly.

"Krista?"

"Hmm?" I mumble as I fuss with my shirt.

"Are you okay in here?" He asks in a soft voice.

"Uh, yeah. I'm fine." I tell him, even though my head is swirling with confused thoughts.

"Okay, I have a few things to do, so I'll be back later." He tells me, shutting the door once again.

Okay Krista, no time to lose now... I need to find the answers I'm looking for, and discuss plans with the Resistance.

A/N: I'm awful, sorry it's mega late, and sorry for any errors. Let me know, do you want Krista to be good? Or do you want her to join the dark side? Tell me in the comments. Be sure to vote as well! Thanks for reading. <3