The Power Inside (Kylo Ren)

Twenty One

Elle opened the bathroom door as quietly as she could; she peeked her head into the bedroom but didn't see Ren. She let out a long breath and walked over to the closet to find some clothes. There was nothing but uniforms, boots, and cloaks inside. Elle groaned and knelt down to open the drawers. 

"Do you need some help?" Ren said suddenly. 

Elle jumped squeezed tightly onto her towel, "Stop scaring me you asshole. I need clothes." 

"I know, I have them." he said while holding out her clothes. 

"Put them in the bathroom next time." she demanded. She walked over to him and tried to grab the clothes. 

"Let me help you." 

"Hell no."

"I guess you can stay in the towel then." he said as he walked away with her clothes. 

"Quit being a prick and give me my clothes." she yelled. 

He kept walking as if he didn't hear her. 

"Fuck...fine." 

This got his attention and he walked back over to her, setting her clothes down on the bed. Elle held her breath and turned her back towards him. He removed the towel and helped her put on her bra first. He then knelt down to help her into her underwear. Once both were on, he spun her around to face him. 

She was avoiding eye contact with him so he pulled her chin forward and kissed her quickly. 

"You don't need to be so afraid Elle." he comforted. 

"I'm not afraid. I just want to get my clothes on." she lied. 

He stared into her eyes and knew she was lying. He kissed her forehead and knelt down again to help her put on her pants. As he slid them up, he started noticing scars on her thighs that were hidden behind the bruising. He quickly pulled them up and looked over the rest of her; she was scars all over her body: her arms, chest, stomach, sides, and back. Some were small and short, while others were deep and long. 

Elle caught on to what he was doing and tried to stop him, "Ren, just help me put my fucking shirt on." 

He ignored her and ran his fingers over some of the larger scars on her stomach, then her sides, and finally her arms. His blood was boiling over the thought that someone did this to her. Elle suddenly moved away from him and painfully threw on her top. He stood up to help but she dodged him and made her way into the bed. 

Ren sighed and left the bedroom. "I have work to complete. I will be back later. Don't leave this room." 

The door slammed shut and was followed by silence. Elle felt a few tears fall down her face but she wasn't sad nor was she crying intentionally. She hated her scars more than anything else about her and them being seen by someone else made her uncomfortable. She pulled the blanket over her head to block the world out and went to sleep. 

Elle woke up a little while later to the sound of footsteps. A hand grabbed the blanket and pulled it away from her head. Ren's helmet stared down at her; she rolled over to face away from him. She could hear him remove his helmet before walking around to the other side of the bed. 

"I just want to sleep. Is it so hard to check on me and not wake me up?" 

He remained silent and sat down on the edge of the bed with his back towards her.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked. 

There was a long pause, "You have three months left." 

"What?" 

"Before the Supreme Leader is ready to use the power." 

Elle sat up in bed, "Well...that's sooner than i expected but alright."

"That's it? Alright?" 

"What am i supposed to say? No, I've changed my mind so let me go?" 

Ren knew she was right; nothing anyone said or did would change her inevitable outcome. Snoke would never let her leave this ship without getting what he wanted. Ren sighed and placed his head in his hands. 

Elle crawled across the bed towards him and wrapped her arms around the back of him. She kissed his neck then rested her head on his shoulder. 

"It will be okay Ren. It's still three months away." 

He held onto her arms, "I know." 

They both remained there for a while before Elle pulled him into bed next to her. 

"I have to report to the command center Elle." he reminded her. 

"Shut up." she said as she rested her head on his chest. 

Despite his desire to stay in bed with her, Ren got up and started making his way to the door. Elle sighed and turned away from him as he grabbed his helmet and left. 

Fuck this...I'm not staying in this room.

She got out of bed and left Ren's room to go find TJ. It was time to tell him about her three months left and, possibly, try to explain Alan.