cruel intentions | kylo ren.

chapter twelve.

you sat on your living room couch, waiting for kylo to make his appearance. the knights of ren stayed outside your hatch door, preventing you from escaping or sneaking off again. it felt like many hours had passed as you continuously waited. it was draining and you couldn't stop crying.

what angered you more is your tears poured for a man who treated you with little to no respect, keeping you hostage forever. your mind wouldn't stop showing you the replay of kylo petting ivy, and the way she easily submitted to him. the way he was able to calm her and take control. it made you scared that the same thing would happen with you the second kylo got sick and tired of you.

in your head, you were beginning to accept the truth of slowly developing feelings for this man who was a monster. you felt sick to your stomach every time you remembered his soft lips against your own and how his nickname for you angelically rolled off his tongue.

you stared into the infinite galaxy, tie fighters coming and going. your knees were brought up to your chest, hugging them as a blanket coated around your body.

your hatch door opened, only to find ushar. "master ren is here. he is wondering if you are comfortable to talk with him." ushar told you and you nodded, giving him a weak smile. the hatch door stayed open for a few seconds, ushar disappearing out of your sight and kylo ren entering it.

the hatch door closed behind him and you two were left alone. you got up slowly, tossing the blanket on the couch and stared at him. "she told me everything," you started off, a few feet apart from each other and you sniffled, a scorned chuckle leaving your throat. "she told me why she left your life, but i'm going to go a limb here and say the same shit will happen with me. so, to prevent that, just kill me."

ren's hands touched the side of his mask, that hissed and swooped off his head, laying it gently on the couch. "ivy won't be a problem anymore. i handled it." kylo stated, yet his body and lips lied.

"how did you exactly handle it, ren? did you fuck her? did you touch her?" you interrogated, eyebrows raised in desperation for answers and your heart was at the edge of dying. "answer me!"

"it is none of your business. you should be relieved you won't be seeing her ever again," ren said and you rolled your eyes, bitter tears escaping them. "she's lost her mind and may have twisted the story around. ivy is not okay nor there in the head."

"at least she's not as sick as you are! she wouldn't lie to me because as from what i can understand, she was trying to help and save me from you!" you yelled, body tensing with a sparking rush. "i wish you could just fucking see how sick you are! and i am so drained to the mental fact that you think you can do whatever as you fucking please to me! i don't even want to be here!"

your yelling boomed throughout the room, voice cracking and simmering down into a hush tone, your tears getting caught into your throat like a fishnet.

kylo was emotionless, nothing felt in him and his hands would flex tightly in his gloves, anger arising over him like a rainfall. he didn't know what to say nor did his mind try to comprehend what you were saying. to himself, he believed he was helping and saving you. he was giving you what anyone in the galaxy would want.

"just.. just get out, kylo.." you muttered and he was about to speak, your eyes bulking in wrath. "i said get the fuck out!" you shouted clearly, your voice getting a tear in it and your throat was in excruciating pain.

ren seized his mask, storming out of your chambers and you stood there, watching him walk out. you wanted to stop crying over him. you wanted to stop the pain he gave you. you wanted him to care and love you.

you wanted so much from him, that you knew he wasn't capable of nor it lived inside of him. kylo ren was ice, that couldn't break or melt, only fumed with anger and evil.