Listen Before I Go - Kylo Ren

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    The silence was deafening. 

  I was sat on a chair, still in my suit, as Kylo Ren paced back and forth in front of me. He stopped and turned to look at me. 

I had a thin layer of sweat on my forehead as I felt him try to examine me through my mask. My eyes shifted across his mask as I tried to gain any semblance of humanity in him. My chest slowly rose and fell as I breathed. 

  "How long have you been a part of The First Order?" He questioned. His tall stance was intimidating, and it didn't help that I couldn't see his face. 

I swallowed the lump in my throat, but refused to answer him. 

 "How long have you been able to use the Force?" He followed up.

I let out a breath I hadn't even realized I was holding. 

I opened my mouth, then closed it. I didn't want to answer. I moved my gaze to the ground.

"Answer me." He spoke again, this time firmer.

 I looked up at his face again, this time with a stronger stance. He was probably going to kill me anyway, why not give him some attitude before it happens?

I could hear him sigh as he began to pace again. He was growing impatient. His heavy footsteps increased my nervousness, and I could sense that he noticed my fear. He stopped pacing and took a deep breath. 

          "Fine. You don't want to answer? I'll find out myself." 

        He took a step towards me. He raised his hand up and began to use the Force to search through my memories. I felt my head slam back against the chair I was tied to and tried not to scream. My eyes squeezed shut as I struggled against him. 

         I could feel him seeing everything, me playing as a child, the day my sister and I were taken, my mother's face, my sister's death, everything. Flashes of my past flew before my eyes. I let out a short scream as I used the Force to throw him out of my mind. He took a few steps back after I successfully got him out. I was breathing heavily now, and I laid my head back, trying to catch my breath. Beads of sweat dripped down my head. I instantly wanted to change out of my uniform.

  He took a step towards me. 

"You, how dare you!" He was out of breath as he stepped closer. "How DARE you push me out!" He yelled louder and louder with each step. I felt myself shrink before him. 

   He stood tall over me, leaning his head down to be eye level with me. I could hear him breathing heavily under his mask. My breathing slowed as I forced myself to calm down. Panicking would get me nowhere. 

    He took a deep breath and turned away, taking a few steps with his back turned to me.

 I swallowed the lump in my throat and sighed. 

  "Go. I'll speak with you tomorrow." His deep voice rang through the small metal room. 

  I stood up and my legs wobbled slightly. I hurried out of the room and went to my bedroom, instantly taking off my uniform and getting in the shower. I let the scalding hot water burn over me as I thought about what might happen tomorrow. I felt myself sink down to the floor of my shower as I thought about my mother and sister.  She fought as hard as she could to get to me, but they killed her. She was too resistant, they had said. 

   We had been stark opposites, even though we were twins. She was blonde, blue-eyed with tan skin and had a huge personality. I was a bit paler, with green eyes and dark brown hair. I always had been a bit more reserved than her, but it was fine, because she had enough energy for the both of us. 

 That was about all I could remember of my past life. Even though they wiped our memories, I used as much strength as I could to hold on to my sister's life. If I forgot her, then she'd be truly gone. 

  And my mother. My sweet, supportive mother. I hope she's doing alright. I'll never forget the look on her face when the stormtroopers showed up at our front door. She was terrified, but strong. We hugged as long as we could, and she broke the hug to hold my face in her hand. The last thing she said to me was, "We will meet again." 

   I don't remember if I cried when we were taken. My sister cried. She cried and screamed. I had never seen her so distraught. 

   I didn't even realize I was crying until my vision got blurry. I got up and turned off the shower. After brushing my hair and teeth, I slipped on a short black nightgown and crawled into bed. I felt myself doze into a deep sleep. 

  In the middle of the night I was interrupted by a horrifying nightmare. It was in the perspective of a stormtrooper, and this soldier was raiding houses. The soldier came upon a small home and entered without knocking. To my horror, it was my mother's house. The trooper killed the entire household, including my mom, my sister, and my father. I woke up in a sweat, breathing heavily and trying to gain any semblence of where I was. I sat up and looked around my dark room. I ran a hand through my shoulder length hair and tried to slow my breathing. It was just a dream, Sophie. Just a dream. 

   Before I could question anything about the dream, I felt a strong pull to my bedroom door. 

 Without hesitation, I climbed out of bed and opened my door. I wasn't sure what I was expecting to see, but what I did see was more confusing and terrifying than anything else I could have imagined.

     It was Kylo.