When Light Meets Dark - Kylo's Sister

Darker Things

"The truth is rarely pure and never simple."
~Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest 

Kylo

A strip of light cut across my eyes and after enduring it for a few moments I opened them reluctantly. I looked at the empty bed, Rey had already left and since it was a Monday I had no clients to see. She'd taken the liberty of opening the curtains wide and now that the sun was rising, the entire room was tinted with coral light.

I shut the curtains with a wave of my hand and sunk back under the covers. But try as I might, I couldn't go back to sleep. Every time I shut my eyes I was back in the darkness with Corrine, back in the empty void where I could only hear and feel her, but I couldn't see her.

I needed to see her. 

Minutes later I had rolled out of bed and sat hunched on the edge, my palms pressed against my eyes. My arms and legs felt like they were made of stone and I let out a groan. I wanted to go back to sleep but I knew that wouldn't work. I thought about going down to the arena anyway, just to help me keep my mind busy. But somehow I didn't think that punching at anything would solve my problems.

After finally dragging myself off of bed I took a long shower and wandered into the kitchen. The fridge had all kinds of things inside, bread rolls, half- opened tins of meat and fish, some leftovers from Rey's attempt to make pie. I grinned as I lifted it out, wondering if I should just throw it away and pretend that I ate it. But I decided against it and poured myself a glass of water instead.

I stepped onto the balcony and looked out over the rooftops. The weather was good and a breeze was blowing which scattered the locks of hair I had so carefully combed. I exhaled contentedly. I couldn't understand why Rey would want to abandon all of this. For me, it was a start at a new life, a chance to live normally and leave behind the darker things of the past. I leaned against the antique looking wooden railings. Maybe she had never wanted to leave in the first place.

Someone came up to the door. 

I crept back inside the room and set down my glass on a side table as quietly as I could. The figure behind the door was tall, but I couldn't make out if it was a man or a woman. They stood there for a few moments longer, maybe try to pick the lock. I felt my heart hammering as I searched for the nearest object I could use as a weapon. I didn't think I could reach the knives in the kitchen on time, but maybe the umbrella behind the door...

They knocked suddenly, a sharp noise which resounded through the entire room. I swallowed the lump in my throat and moved closer. The umbrella stood inches away from my hand.

When I unbolted the door there was a man was standing on the other side of it who I had never seen before. His skin was tanned, and his face angular with various dips and wrinkles. His eyes bore into mine showing no hint of fear and so we eyed each other up and down for a while before he spoke.

"Are you Kyo Ren?" he asked. I glanced cautiously up and down the empty landing. No-one there knew me by that name.

"Who are you?" I asked, looking at his plain clothes suspiciously. His expression did not change.

"Who I am is of no importance, but who I work for," he replied.

"And who do you work for?" I asked, feeling my chest tighten.

He leaned forward and said in a low voice, "The Resistance."

My grip on the door handle loosened and I let out a sigh. For a moment I'd expected him to say Corrine, in fact, a part of me had wanted him to. But my anticipation had now vanished, and in its place, I felt guarded and slightly irritated. Standing back, I gestured for him to come inside.