Salvation

Chapter 18

Rey woke up way too early. She stumbled out of her bed and walked slowly to her door, opening it. She peeked her head out and looked around. Everything was still. Maybe Kylo was still asleep as well.

She walked back in and turned on her light. She walked into the bathroom and opened up a draw. She knew the hair brush was in there but for some reason, she just felt like using it.

She brushed through some thick knots for what felt like an hour. Her mind drifted into what transpired the night before. Her emotional outburst with Kylo, the drinking, the talking.

Had she been intoxicated? Did the whiskey loosen her up and bring down her guard she constantly held up?

She was so talkative with Kylo, asking him so many questions about his travels. But he didn't seem at all bothered. He answered her, gave her so many details about each planet. Talking about the water, the food, the animals.

She had felt him in those moments. She felt the delighted feeling he had when speaking to her. It made him feel warm inside.

He's a murderer.

But she felt something else.

"Because he failed me." He told her.

When he mentioned it, for a split second she felt that pain he mentioned. It was a familiar pain. A pain she had felt most her life.

She placed the brush down and looked at herself. Her hair hasn't been this long, or this groomed in ages. Being brushed out made it fall delicately down to her waist. It was thick and straight, with a slight wave at the bottom. She lightly brushed her fingers through it, not being able to do so since she would quickly comb her hair in sections for the buns.

She suddenly had a slight calming feeling. She couldn't understand what  it was, or where it was coming from.

She stepped back into her room and looked about, seeing if maybe Kylo had entered. But there was no one there. Her body felt relaxed, at ease. She felt really strange about it, like she had no control. It almost felt like it was coming from another source.

She stepped out of her room and looked at his doors. Still closed. She walked closer, the feeling growing more intensely. She was right outside his doors when she felt a boom of light pulsed through her.

She gasped as she stumbled, taking in the warmth. She was comfortable. So comfortable. As if she was cuddled in a cloud.

She closed her eyes and opened them. She was standing in the den still but she saw herself with Kylo. They were on the couch. They were talking.

He's thinking of this?

"Sometimes it's beyond a calming, to just sit before it. There's a rythmic pulse to it. The mesmeric beauty of its beat is heart-swelling. The sea is its own master, kindling its own symphony. It never finishes its song however. The wind, the midwife of the ocean, serves a different master and whips it into a frenzy. It's an amazing comfort. No matter how many planets, each one containing an ocean, that feeling doesn't change. It's the best part." Kylo spoke softly.

He looked over at her, already sleeping on him. Resting on his chest, legs curled under her body. He smiled at her, looking over at her face.

The comforting warmth grew more intently inside Rey. She knew he spoke to her but she hasn't realized how it truly made him feel. Not only was she seeing his memory but she was feeling it.

Then he lifted her up, so gently. Her sleeping self moved and wrapped her arm around his neck as she did. He smiled again as he carried her into her room.