The Reign of Darkness (Kylo Ren x Reader)

everything you don't know

𝙮/𝙣'𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑

I stared up at her face, trying to decipher everything that she had just said. I wanted to believe that it wasn't true, I needed to. But a part of me couldn't let it go. I couldn't turn my back on this, no matter how much I wanted to.

"Leia could be wrong. The prophecy could be wrong." I stuttered, running a hand through my hair as I paced around her cell. 

"Y/n," Rey called, but I couldn't hear her. 

"It was predicted thousands of years ago, right? Maybe it really was for Luke & Leia and everything has already come to pass." I pleaded with myself as I continued to hopelessly try to reason with myself. 

"Y/n!" Rey called again, but I tuned her out.

"I mean I would've known, right? Somebody would have told me. They wouldn't have left me there..."

"Y/N!" Rey shrieked loudly, seizing me from my thoughts. I snapped my head over to stare at her. She seemed just as troubled as I felt. "Y/n, it's not wrong." She whispered sorrowfully. I took in another unsteady breath.

"How. Do. You. Know?!" I yelled, not caring if anyone heard me. She flinched slightly but continued. "Y/n, Master Luke confirmed it. There's no talk that's needed to be had. There's no questioning it. And there's no doubting it." She spoke quietly. 

I stared up at her with wide eyes.

"Rey, I," I started, backing up slowly, only to hit the wall behind me. I thought about my options for a moment before glancing back up at Rey, who was already staring down at me as I let myself slide down the cold metal.

"What do I do?" I asked in a quiet, hopeless voice. I felt utterly useless. 

Helpless. 

And oh my stars did I hate that feeling. Because there was nothing that I could do. I had the power of the force running through my veins, a gift from the stars, yet I still wasn't good enough to stop this. A prophecy. 

A dumb fucking prophecy.

I clutched my head in my hands. "You don't understand, Rey." I couldn't explain how mad I felt. "Y/n, just calm down," Rey began, only to be interrupted by me as I glared over at her. 

"No, Rey. I won't 'calm down'. How the fuck am I supposed to calm down?! Don't you understand the severity of this?!" I screamed, turning around and slamming my fist onto the nearest wall. 

And damn that would've broken my hand if I wasn't using the force for extra strength. 

My breathing was heavy as I pulled my shaking fist away from the wall, which now had a considerably large-sized dent in it, despite being metal. I blew a piece of hair away from my face as I turned to look at Rey, who was watching my every move with wide, calculating eyes. 

"Y/n. You need to get ahold of yourself." She whispered, her brows furrowing in stress. I didn't respond, still breathing heavily as I clenched my fist by my side. She noticed this, and apparently, it seemed to edge her on. "You're a mess...You're turning into him, y/n."

Wow.

My breath stopped abruptly, catching in my throat. That hit deep. 

I swiveled around to face her, seething. "You don't know anything. You don't know anything about me. About us." I whispered, not looking at her.

"About him." I muttered, making eye contact with her.

She grimaced, and I was satisfied that I'd struck a chord with her. I straightened my back, stepping back from her and relaxing. I hated that she was right. Even worse, I hated that she knew that I knew that I was right. There was no simple way to put it.