Chapter 28: On The Inside

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Rey's POV - - -

I woke up in a strange room. It was dark. And all I could see was the lights by the door. My bed was hard. I'm a prisoner. Ren. He took me. He lied to me. How could he? I laid back down. I felt depressed. Sad. Upset. Whatever word suits. Or all of them. I gave up me. Who I was. My walls. They're broken and I, I can't fix them. Can't rebuild them. I let that monster in. I'm so stupid.

Kylo's POV - - -

I walked down the many hallways of Snoke's planet. I was off to see Rey. By orders of Snoke. I walked into her cell. She was sitting.

"Get out. " She said.

"No. Rey. I need to speak to you. "

"You'll be wasting your time. I have nothing to say to you. "

"Well. I have orders. I had many orders all for the same thing." I paused." The first time I saw you after the destruction of StarKiller Base, I had orders. Yet something told me to leave you. On Tattooine, something told me not to go after you. On Jakku, something told me not to go after you. I tried to use my anger to overpower that voice, it led to me hurting you. On Endor. I had orders. And again I left you. Even though I trust the medical care of the first order over the Resistance."

"What makes this time different."

"My life. It's on the line. If I didn't bring you in I would die and all who you and I care about will die. I had my orders. But no voices this time."

Rey was silent.

"Snoke asked to see you, and for reasons I don't know why I convinced him to tomorrow."

"Why?" She asked.

"Prepare yourself Rey. For tomorrow. You will fave Hell. My Hell that I have had to suffer. Prepare yourself to lose yourself, to see yourself change. To not recognize yourself. To feel pain. To feel lost. To walk through Hell. He is not generous."

I turned to walk out.

"Kylo. Was it all a lie. I mean was it all fake?"

Fake? I didn't ask for any of this. She looked at me. Wanting an answer. My inside were crying no. My lips yearning hers.

"Yes." I walked out.

I walked out on the women I love. I told her I didn't feel anything. That I didn't love her.

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