The Dark Prince (Kylo Ren X Reader)

Be Ready

"I can't believe this." Your mother was leaned over on the couch, her elbows resting against her knees and her hands rubbing at her temples. "Are you sure?"

"Yes." You breathed, the soft cushion you were sitting on neglecting to provide you with any sort of comfort. "I'm a hundred percent sure."

"How did you even find out?" She shook her head, lifting her gaze to fall on you. "Did he tell you himself?"

"I found a note and a recoding device in his jacket pocket." You said solemnly, "He'd taken it off when we were in the gardens." That was a lie, but you didn't think your parents needed to know that you really found the evidence in his pants pocket, because then the next question would be why were you touching his pants. Or why were they off. And that was a discussion you couldn't bear to have at the moment. 

Your father sighed, slumping back onto the couch next to your mother and rubbing at his eyes.

"How could we have been so blind?" He muttered, suddenly standing again and beginning to pace around the room. "I should have known that all they ever wanted was our territory. Peace was never their objective."

"Do the King and Queen know that you found out?" Your mother interjected, her eyes wide with panic. 

"No." You said shortly, a lump forming in the back of your throat as you remembered Kylo's last words to you. His promise. You could only hope that he'd kept it. "He promised me that he wouldn't tell them."

"And how do you know that he isn't lying again?" Your mother hissed, "Clearly everything he's said to you up to this point has been a mirage. A plot--to destroy us and everything we have." She paused, rubbing her temples dramatically, "I'm sure he's told them by now."

"No," You shook your head, not knowing exactly why you were disagreeing. Maybe because a part of you just hadn't accepted all of it yet--the possibility that it really could have all been a lie. Every moment. Every word. Every feeling. But deep down you knew, that even if his original intentions weren't pure, he did feel something for you. You'd seen it. And you refused to accept that it wasn't real. "He wouldn't do that."

"He wouldn't do that?" Your mother exclaimed in a sarcastic, crazed laugh. "Darling, your naivety sometimes amazes me."

"I am not naive," You choked, the lump in your throat growing as your voice cracked, "I know him."

"You know the person he wanted you to know." Your mother spat, picking up her wine glass on the table in front of you and sipping slowly. She swallowed, looking at you pitifully, "You do not know him."

That was it. You stood from your chair suddenly, hot tears welling in your eyes as the legs scraped against the ground with a loud creak. You glared down at her, your lip trembling as you sucked in a quick breath. 

"You're wrong." You whispered, a single tear falling onto your cheek before you suddenly tore away from your parents' gazes, running out into the hallway and heading towards your tower. 

Maybe she was right. Maybe you didn't know him. Maybe the person you'd grown to care for didn't really exist. 

But you weren't ready to accept it. Not yet at least. 

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As you came up the winding staircase, reaching the top and pushing open the heavy door into your hallway, all you wanted to do was to collapse onto your bed and cry until you blacked out. Sleeping was the only time you were able to escape from the new hell you'd been thrust into. But even then, sometimes Kylo's face appeared in your dreams, haunting you even in your sleep. Maybe today you'd be able to escape. But unfortunately, it seemed that the universe had other plans for you.