If Hux Could Kill || Kylo Ren

Your Turn

TW: torture, semi-public sex, blood, death

"Are you crazy?" Armie shot at me, his hands on his hips.

"Maybe!" I shot back. "But I get to make my own choices, whether you think they're crazy or not." I said through gritted teeth.

"Guys." Phasma tried to interject, but we both ignored her.

"Georgiana, it's your fucking health!"

"Exactly! My health, Armie, my fucking health!" I pointed at my chest aggressively.

"And you're the head of this family, you have a responsibility to take care of yourself, for the benefit of the family!"

"And you don't think I care?"

"Sometimes you act like you don't care."

"Of course I care!"

"Then show it!"

"You don't think I'm trying?" My hands flung out to my sides as my voice boomed.

Armie scoffed. "You're so selfish sometimes, you know that?"

I let out a shocked laugh.

"Enough." We both turned to Will as he walked into the room. "I'm tired of you both acting like children. You're the oldest in the family, at least act like it."

I rolled my eyes at him, crossing my arms over my chest.

"If you two are done with your temper tantrums, can we please go take care of the actual issue at hand?" He said in annoyance.

Armie and I both looked at him and nodded.

"Thank you." He said as we all turned, walking out of the study.

-

"Are you sure you're ready?"

I nodded.

I had made sure to eat, made sure I didn't feel weak, in my mind and body. Rey had given me the medication that the hospital sent along with them to help me function normally until I was able to meet with the specialist. It also eased Armie and Will off my back about focusing on my health. I would, but there were more important things to do in the moment.

"Let's go."

Armie and I walked down the stairs into the basement.

Kylo was standing in front of the door, stoic as ever.

I turned to Armie. "And what would he be doing here?"

I hadn't expected to see him, but there had to be a reason. Armie wouldn't just bring him in, especially after he knew that there was something between Kylo and I, something I admittedly still didn't knew much about.

"We'll discuss that later." He glared at Kylo. "And we have much more to discuss too."

I clenched my jaw, reeling in my emotions, not wanting to get into another fight.

I glanced down at Kylo who hadn't moved from his position. I let out a small breath as I kept his gaze as we made our way down the stairs.

Armie nodded at Kylo, with him returning the gesture. Kylo turned and pulled the handle, revealing a beaten and battered Noah, head slung down.

He didn't move at the noise of the door opening or the three sets of shoes echoing through the space.

He didn't move until I walked directly in front of him and placed my hand under his chin, lifting his head so that he could meet my gaze.