If Hux Could Kill || Kylo Ren

Good Boy

I watched as the several different vehicles made their way around the tarmac, other planes taking off, workers in their bright colors directing and doing various other jobs, oblivious to my stares.

I didn't move my eyes from to commotion as my body laid against the back of the seat, legs crossed.

I heard the leather seat next to me make a slight noise as someone placed themselves in it.

I turned to meet the stare of Apollo.

"You okay?" He asked, placing a warm hand on my thigh, his brows furrowing in concern.

I smiled at him, pushing away any sign of my true emotions. They were useless, so it was easy to push them away.

"I'm good. Tired, and so ready to be home."

He squeezed my thigh in acknowledgement before he let go, focusing on the laptop he had pulled out onto the table in front of him.

I turned my focus back to the window as I heard Armie walk onto the plane.

I heard his steps stop before he spoke.

"What happened to you?" His voice was mix of concern and disgust. He must have been speaking to Kylo.

I listened as Kylo cleared his throat. "Not important."

Armie didn't say anything for a moment, taking in Kylo's tone and attitude.

"Okay." He finally said, realizing that he wouldn't get much more of an explanation out of him.

I sighed, attempting to push the memory of last night out of my head.

The way he looked into my eyes, how I watched the eyes of a young boy who was terrified. I felt his pain, the pain of hollowness where love once was, where affection lied, now gone. The terror of a child watching as someone who once cared had convinced us that we didn't matter, that we weren't worth the love they could give, that we were never meant to experience that kind of affection.

We were both broken.

I shook my head, pushing the thoughts away. I looked down at my hands, noticing the red marks on my palms, a result of digging my nails into my palms unconsciously.

I looked up as Armie placed himself down in front of me with a huff.

"I'm so ready to be home." He said, looking up to Apollo and me.

"Agreed." Apollo said.

They both laughed.

"It could be your new home, if you choose to stay." Armie mentioned.

I glanced to Apollo. He smiled over at me before looking back to Armie. "My whole life is in Vegas; I'll be back as soon as the plan is executed."

Armie only nodded, going back to his own business. I glanced out the window again, keeping my gaze there as the plane began to move, as it took off, and as we flew high above the clouds.

After an hour, I finally fell asleep, only to be woken by Apollo shaking me lightly.

"We're about to land."

I nodded at him, rubbing my temple.

I sat up, gathering my stuff together. I then glanced back out the window, watching as the city drew closer and closer.

We soon landed. Apollo helping me to the car.

There wasn't much talking as we made our way to the two cars ready to take us back to the manor.