VII.***
I awoke with a start, thrown from unconsciousness once again because of a nightmare. It was the same as always, Snoke commanding me to join the darkside and threatening if I didn't. As I sat alone in the dark trying to catch my breath I could hear the sounds of someone else sleeping restlessly. My old instincts kicked in and I knew that Kylo was being kept up by nightmares as he had been years ago. He had assured me that night that the nightmares would go away if I joined him, but that clearly was not the case.
My first instinct was to go to him, to comfort him, but he was no longer the boy I knew. I sat listening to him screaming loudly enough to pierce the thick walls, feeling torn about what I should do. Deciding that I should at least go check on him, I pulled on a cloak and reached for the door. It was locked. He deserves to be alone then, I thought in annoyance. He had to stop locking me in here.
The hoarse screams stopped and I was once again left in silence. Without thinking I reached out with the Force to see if he was awake.
"Kylo?" I called tentatively.
"Get out of my head." He warned, he was definitely awake.
"Are you ok?" I asked.
"Of course." He scoffed, I could tell that he was lying.
"Sure, that's why you were having violent nightmares just minutes ago. You're completely fine, of course." I was tired of his 'I'm fine, I have no emotion but anger" act.
"So were you." He countered.
"I never claimed to be fine." I said.
"But I am, so drop it." He growled, trying to intimidate me as usual. It was the middle of the night and I was tired and pissed off, I wasn't going to be intimidated by him.
"Do you need me to come to your room?" I asked, not quite sure what I wanted the answer to be.
"No. Go to sleep." He said after a moment of silence. Had I been able to see his face I would've seen a slight smile appear and his eyes widen at the thought that after all these years I still cared enough to comfort him.
"Ok, I couldn't anyways because you locked me in again." I said resentfully, trying to hide the hint of sadness that had come from his rejection.
He didn't respond again for some time and I almost thought he had fallen asleep when he said "Goodnight." so quietly I might have imagined it.
"Goodnight."
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The next morning I got dressed as usual and went to check the door without thinking. I assumed it would be locked but to my surprise the door opened easily, showing the empty hallway in front of me. So he had listened to me after all. I pulled my cloak around me more tightly as the cold air from the hallway hit me and blew my dark hair everywhere.
I leaned against the doorway and braided my hair quickly as I decided what to do with my newly found freedom. Following no particular direction I walked aimlessly through the corridors in an attempt to make sense of the layout. I was still secretly plotting an escape, but the idea seemed improbable and I now had nowhere left to go.
Turning left I found myself in a brightly lit hallway full of Storm Troopers and other members of the First Order. Nobody payed any attention to me as I walked anxiously down the hall, sure that somebody would try to apprehend me again. It seemed as though I had really been given my freedom. I peeked into a door on my right to see a windowed control room full of computer operators and officers. General Hux himself was discussing something with another First Order officer.
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Autophobia//Kylo Ren
FanfictionAutophobia: n; the fear of being alone, the fear of oneself Trained as one of Luke's own, Kaia Dameron always felt secure in her acceptance of the lightside. That is, until her best friend Ben decides to join the darkside. Thrown into the midst of...