After the attack against the rebel forces, Kylo Ren had stopped meddling in the affairs of others. He had been neglecting his duty as the new supreme leader and was constantly alone. For the past few days he had only been able to think of one thing...
I looked at Ben with upmost curiosity. "What are you talking about?" Worry was gnawing at my stomach as I waited. He looked down at the ground as his head swirled with anxiety.
"Rey....." He sucked in his bottom lip as he tried to think of what to say. No words escaped his mouth even when he bade them to. "It's okay Ben. You can tell me. I'm okay." I lied. I wasn't okay. Right now, inthis moment, I was more scared than I had ever been before. I knew that the words that would exit his mouth would lead to my destruction.
His dark eyes met mine as he raised his head from off of the ground; Those eyes that held so much emotion. It was because of those eyes that I had decided to trust him.
"Rey......It's my fault that your parents are dead. As we were leaving Jakku they decided to follow us in a ship they had borrowed. We were getting attacked by a group of storm troopers as we left. Your parents saved us. They saved us Rey. I'm sorry. If I hadn't of taken you with me none of this would have happened. If I hadn't of killed Jasper then-" I cut him off just as he had started to cry and hugged him. I took the words out of his mouth, and as be opened it to speak, no words escaped his lips.
"Rey?" Ben had seemed so fragile in that moment. Underneath his cold exterior, he was just a lonely boy. A lonely boy who couldn't take on the world alone.
I felt him slowly wrap his arms around me as he sighed a breath of relief. "Rey......I'm so sorry. This is all my fau-" "No it's not." I spoke into his chest and released my grip on his shoulders. I looked up at him as he had a look of shock on his face.
"It's not your fault Ben. They were trying to protect me. It's not your fault." I somehow found the resilience inside of me to speak my mind. Seeing Ben torture himself over something that he had no control over hurt me. I hated seeing him suffer. It killed me.
After our short moment of peace, I remembered. I remembered why I was here; why I was on the island. And then I realized....
I couldn't stay here anymore.
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