When I awoke that next morning, he was gone. His room felt colder without him in it somehow, and eerily quiet.
This was what I was afraid of if I stayed, I knew it would only hurt me in the end.
Even though it hurt me mentally, my body was in more pain. My body ached in more than one place, and I honestly couldn't move without wincing. My thighs were bruised, my hip bones already purple from how rough and barbaric his hands were on my body. My neck had bruising seemingly at the same spots that had finally just healed.
And to make matters worse, that was just one part of it.
Moving around some, I was met with the reminder of how destroyed I felt down there. I pulled the covers off and tried to gingerly touch myself, but I pulled my hand back immediately, wincing in pain.
He certainly did a number on me.
I knew he was big, and it would hurt somewhat but his size absolutely ruined me. It was the most pain out of anything. My insides ached any time I moved slightly, and I was left with a stinging pain. I really didn't think it would hurt this bad.
All I knew was that I couldn't stay there any longer. I didn't know where Kylo was and really didn't care, I just wanted relief and to be in my own bed. As much pain as I was feeling, I had to just get up and do this. I could hide the pain long enough to get out, right? I'd just have to pass a few stormtroopers and everything would be fine.
I definitely felt some pain as I stood up. I found the strength to persevere and pulled on my dress and cloak as gently as possible. I knew that he did not mean to cause me this much pain, it was unintentional.
But it didn't change how much it hurt.
I limped my way out of his quarters and found the ship busier than usual, perhaps even a little chaotic. Although it normally would have caught my attention more, I needed to get out of there and their busyness would help to distract.
I knew that the pain would only amplify the longer I was walking so I pushed through it and tried to stumble out of his ship as fast as possible without drawing as much attention to myself. The stormtroopers were happy to mind their own business as they didn't want to upset their commander.
Captain Phasma however was a different story.
"You. What are you doing here?" she asked accusingly while patrolling the corridors I was in.
"Nothing, I'm leaving," I responded quickly trying to hurry on my way.
"I don't think so." Her blaster was slapped across my chest as she stopped me midway.
She looked at me once and with a ruthless metal kick to my shin, I was suddenly doubled over in pain. I screamed at the feeling of bones cracking. The sharp pain was now radiating all over my body as I felt faint. The pain was immeasurable, I had no doubt that my leg was at least fractured.
She walked away proud of herself.
I used all my might to get the hell out of his ship and tried my best to put a brave face on in front of our guard and General Brayer that were stationed just across the field. It seemed miles away from me, I couldn't walk all the way over there like this. My knees buckled as I reached the grass and all of the guard rushed over like mad to come assist me. Atlas quickly caught on to me being in immense pain and was at my side in an instant.
"Hey, are you okay? What happened to you in there?" he asked worriedly, trying to support my weight and help me up.
"Nothing, I'm fine General Brayer," I tried to say, knowing that absolutely no one believed me.
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Enervating Beauty (Kylo Ren x Reader)
Fanfiction⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ "𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚'𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚." ➢ ➢ Kylo Ren has been wounded following the final battle in The Force Awakens. A...
