Her Last Breath| High school Au Kylo Ren X Reader

I think I found my light

It was a Monday morning, you woke up at 4 am scratching your ass and breathing heavily as your bra was lying on the ground and your bedroom was trashed yet again. Your socks were at different heights on both legs and your hair was down covering your face. Bags were hanging low under your eyes and your lips were chapped. You rubbed against the welts on your thighs, as you stood up on the carpet slipping on your slippers. 

You blinked a couple of times slowly remembering the events that occurred from last night. 

Your father got home from work, angry and of course he took it out on your mother. You being the most dumbest female ever you stepped into the fight preventing your father from hitting your mother in the face, and a huge bolt of pain slapped across your face as your parents were arguing.

" I come home to this fucking mess, after my hard work from today and the house is still fucking trashed! Its a fucking wonder that your slutty ass hasen't slept with anyone, because as far as I am concerned It should  be spotless in here and dinner on the table. You fucking fat bitch you should be ashamed and grateful for me to be bringing dinner to the table and a roof over our heads! "

" DON'T YOU FUCKING YELL AT ME YOU BARSTARD OF A BITCH! "

She grabs a vase from the shelf and throws it at father, as she hisses and screams at him.

You rub your eyes as you walk past the broken glass on the floor in your room, passing the empty bottles of plonk. You smirk and pick up a half empty bottle and tip some into a cup and scold it down your throat, as it gives you some caffeine to wake up to as you head to the bathroom. You look at yourself to see a slowly forming bruise on your face and a cut on your lip. You bite your tongue and look for some makeup to cover the scars. You tie up your hair and start washing away the stickiness and old blood as you smoother on foundation and powder. As you line your eyes and plop on your pale lip gloss. You let down your hair and dress in your bra and uniform. 

As you look at the time you grab your bag and the $50 note from your dads wallet and head out the door. You walk outside of your house and make your way down the street.

From your outside appearance you seem like a cheap whore that pounds on makeup and wears tight high clothing, that arrives at school tipsy.However everyone, seems to pass the fact that your an A grade student that has depression and family abuse issues with scars and bruises. Knowing the fact that you are no virgin but you are fragile with bad anger issues, with a drinking problem.

Your parents started to argue about the age of when you started to develop breasts and the craving for touch. Your father took advantage of that and your shy soft naive side of you and used it to his own personal use, you were uncomfortable and instead of doing what you were told you resisted and for that your got the scar of your life a welt to your feet. That for reminding you not to run away when you are asked. Before your father could do any more than he did your mother threw a empty bottle of wine at his head yelling at him not to touch his daughter that she will call the cops. So instead of you he abused the shit out of your mother until she started to blame you. For her action of her defense you have always protected your mother weather she hates you or not.

Your drinking addiction became a thing when you decided to forget the pain, and wanted to laugh again and have fun. As you were craving a everyday teenage girls life. You drank all the time and it became a need in your life more than a want. That is how you lost your virginity, as you were too drunk to remember you stumbled upon a guy and it happened...

By the time you finished walking you reached your way to McRonalds, you walking in tired looking at the menu ignoring the horny teenage troopers you placed your order glancing to the side of the room spotting a rather big looking guy in your uniform with  a shorter ginger haired guy, converting with each other until the ginger catches your long glimpse. You avert your eyes back to the worker grabbing your food and turning to walk out the door.

" Hey I think, that slut over there was checking you out. " You swoop your eyes to see the male turn, as you walk out the door not seeing his face as your heart took over your brain.

Hes probably just another one of those guys that want you for sex and your tits don't worry about him. But the fact his face was a mystery and his body seemed built, it tensed up your muscles. For the first time it made you curious.

You slightly heard the sound of the school bell ring and with that you dropped your food and ran to school. Completely forgetting the mysterious man.

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" As I was saying Ren, I'm hosting a party at my place this weekend. My father bought a butt load of alcohol  and he said that hes leaving it up to me to look after the house this weekend- "

I stop within my tracks picking up a black Lacey purse with change in it as well as a bag of food from McRonalds, raising my eyes to the running victim. She dashes with Y/H/C hair, flying through the air and her stockings which fit her curved legs. She seems to be heading to are school.

" Who is that female? " Pointing towards the girl.

Hux chuckles, tensing up as he sees the seriousness drifting from my expression.

" Shes no more than a street slut, I've heard from multiple people that shes a whore that cakes on makeup and drinks all day. She shouldn't concern you the slightest. So as I was saying... "

As Hux rambles on they slowly make their way to the school grounds. But Kylos mind is focused on something else more like, someone else.

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