Chapter Twenty: One Word

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*not gonna lie, we're getting near the end babes! Also, this chapter is long af and took forever*
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Kylo slowly broke the kiss, one hand still holding you close to him by the waist while the other began to trace the scar across your cheek. His finger trailed across the scar, traveling further down to your collarbone, making goosebumps pop up on your skin.

You stared into his eyes, trying to tell him everything while also protecting your dangerous thoughts. His pupils dilated as he looked at you, eyes filled with emotion, desperately trying to understand.

"Something," his voice cracked with emotion, his eyes darting away from yours as if he was embarrassed. "Something's about to happen, I can sense it."

You slowly extracted yourself from his embrace, turning your back to him and rubbing your eyes.

"Slona,"

He grabbed you by the wrist, wrenching you around to face him.

"What are you about to do?"

You refused to meet his gaze, eyes looking everywhere but at him.

He harshly took hold of your chin, forcing you to look at him.

"Listen, it doesn't matter right now. Let's just," you stared up at him, noticing anger slowly reach his eyes. "Let's just pretend we never talked about this, that everything's the same as it was."

He glared at you as his fingers began to dig into your skin. You broke eye contact again, slowly beginning to panic. What if he knows?

His eyes immediately narrowed at you, finally sensing your subconscious plan, the plan that you hadn't even realized yourself yet.

For a second time that night, he picked you up and harshly threw you onto the bed. He stared down at you and pinned you to the mattress with the Force as you started to get up.

"You're going to try and leave the First Order," he spat at you, seeming to try very hard not to hurt you. "Aren't you?"

You swallowed hard, watching him warily as he stood over you.

"N-no,". You said quickly, watching rage take over his expression. "Kylo, n-no I'm not-"

He lunged at you suddenly, wrapping his hand tightly around your throat. You gasped against his hold, your body twisting and fighting beneath him.

"I knew it," his lips trembled with fury, his fingers tightening around your neck, threatening to crush it. Your eyes began to flutter shut, your body struggling from the lack of oxygen.

Just as you thought you might pass out, he released his grasp and climbed off of you. Not even giving you a chance to catch your breath, he pulled you off the bed and to your feet, making you stumble and fall against him.

He held you against him tightly, his chest rising and falling quickly as he glared furiously down at you. You closed your eyes as you caught your breath, trying to leave your own mind and see into his.

In his emotional state, Kylo's mind seemed to be weakened, making it easy for you to break in. You could see in his mind what he thought your plan was: leave the First Order and join the Resistance.

Keeping your eyes closed, you chewed your lip, finally admitting to yourself that this was the plan you had subconsciously created. But you knew that Kylo was holding you back.

Making sure to mentally close yourself off to him, you opened your eyes and met his, surprised to see angry tears forming in the corners. You reached up to brush a tear from his cheek but he pulled away, turning his back to you.

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