Bond (Kylo Ren x Rey)

Betray

Rey could still feel the ghost of Kylo's body against hers. His arm around her waist. His breath on her neck making her hyperaware of how close his lips had been to her skin. These thoughts sent violent shivers down her spine. Had he appeared on purpose? Had this been his intention? Or had he been dreaming just like she had? And had the same natural reaction: embrace the warmth--the shield?

She really had to reevaluate her priorities. Her instincts had been to care for him. More than she had thought herself capable of doing. Rey had been laying there, dreaming, completely unaware that she was in his arms. But feeling so safe. What did that say about her? Was she a monster too? Shame grew in the pit of her stomach as she realized what she had subconsciously been doing. Rey had feelings for him. Not fully there, not fully fleshed out. But the spark was there. Finn's words echoed in her mind as she reminded herself of who Kylo was. He had come to the dark side. He had killed his father. He essentially had killed their former master. Then why did she feel this way? He had done horrible things, yet here was her heart, aching for his touch. A voice in Rey's head reminded her that she should always see the good in people. That she had seen the good in him. It was still there. But it did not erase what he had done.

Jumping up to her feet, Rey began pacing. No, meditation would not solve this. She needed answers on his end. Her nerves were fraying thinking about Kylo's hand in hers and her body curled into his. She needed to figure out what happened so she could put a stop to her feelings. Once and for all. This was going to end here.

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Kylo's hair was still dripping from the cold shower. He had needed that. Now that his clothes were back on, he could distract himself until the day cycle began by scrolling through the texts on his holopad. So his mind would be nowhere near...her. However, after only minutes of browsing, he felt a shift in the air.

Then she was there. In front of him. It would never get old. Seeing her. Those wild hazel eyes blazing.

"B-Kylo," she corrected herself. This was new.

He didn't want her here. She had made him vulnerable. He wasn't supposed to be vulnerable; he was the Supreme Leader. Kylo needed whatever this was to end. However much it strained his heart.

"What are you doing here?" he bit out.

"Kylo I-I what just happened?" Rey countered.

"Nothing."

"It didn't seem like nothing when your arm was wrapped around me," she admitted harshly, shifting her hands onto her hips. Rey seemed poised for a fight. He would give it to her.

"You're weak. What you thought happened was a lie. You're naive imagination has fooled you. I woke up beside you and left. Nothing more. Your girlish feelings must have gotten in the way." Kylo ignored the small pang in his heart. It felt good to get anger out, even if he was lying.

"You're lying, Kylo. I can sense it. You have feelings too," Rey's voice was steady but strained.

He stepped closer toward her frame, decreasing their distance by mere inches. He needed to be rid of her.

"Ah, Jedi, that is where you are wrong. I have never cared for you. I cared for your power. To wield it as my own. That is why I made you that offer in the throne room," his words were carefully measured to hit her where it hurt the most. "So I could cast you aside, a husk. You were born a nobody, you are a nobody, and you will die a nobody. You will always be a filthy scavenger."

At those words, Rey stilled. Her eyes welled with bright tears that began making their way down her cheeks. Kylo stared at her, watching her gather her wits to speak. A voice blaring in the back of his head was telling him to stop. To apologize. To tell her he didn't mean any of it. He beat the voice down with the thought: I am the Supreme Leader. I am alone.

Rey finally met his glaring eyes.

"I-I," she forced out, "do not believe you."

Squeezing her eyes shut for concentration, the vision of Rey fizzled out in front of him. He was left alone in his quarters.

Kylo had done his job. He had successfully alienated himself again. Just like he always had. From his mother, his father, his former master. And now her. Rey. He had cut himself off from the only person who had cared about him in years. Would have ever cared about him. Typically this fueled his anger. Gave him strength. However, all Kylo felt in this moment was a deep sense of regret. A black hole had opened beneath him as he realized he had lost the only person he had cared about. Who could ever care for him.

"I am alone."

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There was no more Ben Solo. There was only Kylo Ren.

Rey repeated those words to herself over and over through the cascading tears. It didn't help. He was gone. She could not save him. She had failed. The voice in her head telling her that he was still good--still light--was diminished to little more than a whisper. There was no one to comfort her and relieve her of her disappointment as she curled into a ball on the edge of her bunk. He used to be her hope. But now there was only betrayal.

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Hey guys this is a sad chapter it has all the feels etc. But it won't be like this for long don't worry! Stick with it! And let me know your thoughts!