𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐒 [𝟐]

Chapter 9

''I'm ready.'' You say, looking at the horizon. You and John had been send on a mission by Snoke to retrieve an artifact of very much importance. What was it? You have no idea.

''Yeah, me too.'' He wipes a lock of his short brown hair out of his face. 

You grab your saber and ignite it. John grabs her blaster and readies it. You kick open the door and John takes the lead.

''Clear!'' He shouts from the inside. You casually walk into the small room and look around. Snoke had told to look for some sort of tube. He also said that it would be impossible to miss.

''I think I got it.'' You hear from behind. You turn around and see John, holding up a cloak. Underneath it a long, tube-ish staff giving off a weird color. When you lift it, some sort of substance seems to let go. It looks like snowflakes, only way smaller and in bigger amounts.

''What the hell?'' You bring it up to your face, trying to look at it better. You suddenly feel a sharp pain in the hand you're holding it with. You immediately drop the staff.

''Are you okay?'' John grabs your shoulder.

''I'm fine.'' You chuckle. ''I don't think I can hold it.''

''Let me try.'' John now grabs the staff, but gives a yell of pain the moment his flesh touches the solid metal of the staff. ''That's new.'' He sighs.

''Give me the cloak.''

''What do you have in mind?''

''Just give it to me.''

John mumbles something you can't hear and throw the cloak towards you. You catch it and wrap the staff in it. You then grab it. 

''See? Easy as cake.''

John smiles. ''Can we go back now? I don't really feel safe here.''

''Yeah, I get what you mean. Let's go.''

John grabs your hand and pulls you away. 

''John , I don't need you to hold my hand.'' You chuckle.

He immediately drops it. ''Yeah.. right.. I'm sorry.'' John's cheeks turn red as he swiftly turns around and walks away like nothing happened.

You can't help but feel sorry for him. It was obvious that he had a huge crush on you, not that you can blame him for it. How are you going to explain to him that you play for the other team?

At least, you think so... You've never really been with a dude before. You practically hate men, you've never met a man worthy of loving. 

You shake your head. This is not the moment for thoughts like this. It's all Rey's fault, with her lies. It all confuses you so much, like some part of you knows something is wrong.

''(Y/N)?!'' John snaps you out of your thoughts.

''What?'' You look up.

''Come on. We have to get back, otherwise Russell will get mad.''

''Why do you work for that man? I fucking hate him.'' You scoff.

''I can't say I feel otherwise.'' He chuckles.

''Then why?''

''Why what?''

''Why do you still work for him?'' You frown.

John blinks. ''Well it's not like I really have a choice, do I? I hate him, but i'm also terrified of him!''

You smile. ''You're afraid of him?''