Memories

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"Did you see nightmare last night?" He asks again around the dining table. He spins his hands stressed and glances me. Should I tell about my dream to him? I'm not sure.

"It was just.. A dream of my parents." I swallow and lie to him. How I dare to do that to him? Hopefully he doesn't see I speak false.

"Are you sure about that?" He asks and raises his eyebrow. I nod when I bring him a bowl with cereals. He looks at me worried, seeing me being torn apart. I turn my back to him and go to the window. I sit on the table and look outside and take a deep breath.

"Actually, I.."

"You didn't see dream of your parents. I see it." He says and strecths his hand from the table. He is searching my memories, damn it. I should guess that. I can't hide my feelings anymore when I'm with him.

"Can you just stop trying to find my worst memories what I have experienced? You haven't had terrible family, yet you have own family. You haven't been slave to disgusting creatures in desert, far away of everything. I don't have anything, so PLEASE, dont make me remember those awful things, because now I'm trying to look somewhere up and try to forget My past." I say and Ben goes quiet and puts his hand on his knee.

He looks down to his feet and waves his hair front of his eyes. Then he rises his left hand to spoon, blends his cereals slowly and start to play with them with Force. He focuses on a one cereal and spins it around his bowl.

"I didn't mean that. I'm sorry." He says but he doesn't even look at me. How rude, I think.

Then I sit opposite him on the chair and lean against my hand. And suddenly I throw his bowl on the floor with Force. Now he sees what is more important. I know he tears down his stress to different things, but he needs to learn to get off it. He picks his head up a little and looks deep into my eyes. His lips are quaking a little, his eyes looks worried, but there's little bit brightness, somewhere far far away. Somewhere deep in his eyes. We look each other for a long, saying nothing. He reaches his hand middle of the table and press it on it. He shows me a little smile with requesting look. I look his hand on the table, then him. On repeat. What I should do?

"You can tell me everything I need to know." He whispers, with his lips quaking.

I swallow and put my hand on his. The Force between us sparkles, making thunders and raining clouds spin around our hands. I can feel pain, crying, and... Love. Love? I reach Ben's mind.

"Compassion, conflikt and love."

Does this mean he has feelings for me? He stares at our hands, he didn't see I sneaked in his mind. His powers without mask are getting more sensetive, not thoughts about killing people, under Kylo Ren's mask. He really has feelings of me, but I don't have to him.

"What is this?" I ask quietly from him, seeing Sun and flowers spinning around our hands.

"I don't know. Maybe this is reminds us of connection." He says. What connection? Force bond? Phhhw, I don't think so. I take my hand off on his hand and rise up.

"I'm scared." I say and back up a little.

"Don't be." He says and rises up from his chair and walks to me.

"Don't be afraid, I feel it too." He whispers and hugs me. He feels like home, but not home where I can trust and put all of myself. Maybe the conflikt is inside in ME. I can't choose, did I really care of him or hate him. Love him or being just a friend. I wash my thoughts and response to his hug.

"Let's go to get some fresh air." He says and takes my hand. I don't force myself to get off of his hand, I just come behind him. We walk on the beach and I see...

[Sorry for a short chapter, I have great plans to write this! Can't wait!]

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