Defiance (Kylo Ren Fanfiction)

Chapter Seventeen

"General Hux," Kylo manages to stutter out. I look at Hux, his face is stern and filled with anger. He is clenching his fists tightly as he storms into the room.

"You," Hux screams out, pointing a finger at me, "just wait until Snoke sees this, you worthless, trashy, Rebel scum!"

I watch in horror as Kylo charges at Hux, shoving him to the ground, "Don't say that to her!" He cries out, and for once, I've seen Kylo at his absolute worst.

"It's true, Ren! You're falling for dirt, she's bad news and deserves to be executed." Hux yells back, spit projecting from his mouth.

"Shut up!" Kylo screams, shoving his fists into Hux's cheek.

Hux continues, "She's draining you of your darkness! You know she's only using you, as soon as she turns you in it's all over. You'll be locked up forever." Hux's face is bruised and bleeding, I almost expect Kylo to continue hitting him, but then he stops.

I look over at Kylo from a far, his cheeks are damp with tears. I look deep into his draining eyes, they're dark, and his pupils are wide. He's listening to what Hux is saying, he's being brainwashed.

"Don't listen to him, Kylo! I love you!" I cry out, and it's true. It may have taken years to finally confess it, but I mean every word. He has changed me, weather it's for better or for worse, I wouldn't change a thing.

Kylo is shaking, keeping Hux in his grasp. Hux kept a stern look, only looking at Kylo, blood pouring from his nose.

I grasp ahold of Kylo's shirt, pulling him away. I watch as Hux stands, brushing off his clothes as if nothing has happened. He charges towards me, cuffing me tightly. I begin to panic, looking at Kylo in horror.

"Kylo," I call out, but he's gone, staring into nothing.

"Kylo!" I scream again, as Hux tugs me away.

I watch as he looks at me, all life drained from his eyes, I was no longer looking at Kylo, I was staring into the eyes of someone else.

"Kylo!" I plead again, but he does not budge. This is really it, this is the end.

*****

My room was quiet and dark, I began to think there was nothing else I could do. Luckily, I remember, just think.! I remember the chip I had installed before leaving the Resistance base!

Help, I plead. I'm in trouble, commence the attack.

Of course, the silence scares me, but I know that's normal.

"Let me out!" I cry, slamming weakly against the metal door that traps me away. This can not be happening, not again. I have given him so many chances, to prove that he loves me. He is too unstable, as am I. We truly are not meant to be. As I pound away, my hands grow numb, and the pounding is drowned out. My body slowly crumbles to the floor, and I'm sobbing uncontrollably. I'm a mess, I put myself in this danger.

Why is it that love could be so painful, yet I'm obsessed with it. The thrill of his lips trailing down my neck as I whisper his name. Or knowing that one day we'll both be running from our problems, blaming eachother over and over for things we should not be fighting about. Why can't I escape him? To tell myself it isn't worth it. Why does love have my by the throat, ready to kill me at any moment... Yet I still love it? What have you done to me?

The color drains from my face as the door slides open, Hux slipping in.

"You," he growls, grasping my shirt into his hands, "you think you could just come in here and think you could change him? Well, I have news for you. The only thing Ren loves, is the dark side." His lips turn into a wicked smile, "So, how are we going to do this? I think we'll strap you up and have him watch you die."

"You're a sick, disgusting, lousy First Order puppet," I spat. His face was still mangled and blood began to crust around the bridge of his nose.

"As if you're much better, Ms. Rebel." He chuckles, the sick bastard chuckles as if this was some sort of game. Intertwining himself in other peoples lives.

"I'm going to kill you," I threaten.

"Is that what Jedi do? Kill?" He raises an eyebrow questionably.

"I'm not a Jedi." I defend myself.

"What are you? A sith want to be? Interfering with Ren's life just to steal all his work away from him? If so, I applaud you."

"I'm none of those things!"

"So you're a mutt, hmm? A poor little girl living a poor little life."

"Just shut the hell up Hux! No one gives a damn about you! You're just some clean sicko who loves messing things up. Listen, you've never seen chaos like I have. This little thing you have going, this 'I'm going to mess everything up for my own amusement thing' is nothing compared to the shit I've dealt with. So get off your fucking high horse and back off."

He doesn't look offended, "Well, now that you've cleared that up, let's go."

I struggle as he snakes his arm around my torso, pulling me into a tight grasp and cuffing my hands behind my back.

"It's a shame, I think I'm better at everything compared to Kylo. Even fuc-"

"Just shut up." I growl, nothing is amusing anymore. This is war, and the First Order is my battleground, and there will not be ANY survivors.

A/N: Holy shiitake mushrooms, it's still here. This story, I promise. Wow, I'm a shitty human being. My apologies... Uhhh, hope you enjoyed? Sorry for any errors.