Cross my heart, hope to die

To my lover, I'd never lie

He said, "be true," I swear I'll try

In the end, it's him and I

He's out his head, I'm out my mind

We got that love, the crazy kind

I am his, and he is mine

In the end, it's him and I, him and I

-G-Eazy & Halsey

He was reentering his chambers after a shower with just a black towel wrapped around his hips loosely when his eyes just about fell from his head. Luckily, he managed to keep quiet and avoid being detected by the familiar, infuriating, stubborn, bane-of-his-existence girl crouched on the floor with his back to him. She appeared to be fiddling with something in her hands and speaking to herself. He raised a confused brow. How the hell did she get here? And was she crazy? Well, yes, she is crazy, but not in the way of a lunatic. Or maybe he was the one going crazy and hallucinating, finally losing his mind after every day for weeks of dreaming of hazel eyes and chestnut hair.

"There… Nice and fixed."

He could hear her more clearly now that he had stepped closer and peered over her shoulder to see her smile a smile that could lit up even the darkest of nights.

"You're welcome, BB-8." She patted thin air, or in her case the annoying orange droid. "Next time be careful and stay out of trouble, will you? Bye!" she waved.

Then she froze as she suddenly turned on her heels to face him, lightsaber glowing blue inches from his face. Her smile was gone. Big surprise. She now had that all too familiar hateful glare… Until she gave me a once over and she clumsily dropped the saber blushing as she sputtered.

"What? I can't ever understand you." Kylo says smoothly, watching her in slight amusement as she bent down to pick up the saber.

"Put some damn clothes on!" She finally huffed in exasperation.

Kylo shrugged, "Why? This is my ship, my chambers. I can be naked if I want too also."

Her eyes grew, "NO! Please, don't. Ugh, why is the Force bond still functioning?"

It was very hard to resist rolling his eyes, "You tell me, Rey." He says coolly as he went inside his walk-in closet to dress. He sighed when he heard her follow him.

"You're pissed off at me." She spat.

"And we're in space." Kylo stated sarcastically as he pulled on some pants.

"I'm the one who should be fucking pissed off!"

Kylo turned around sharply as all the drawers flew open because of his buried rage finally creeping up to the surface and he realized she could suddenly see his surroundings as she flinched. He narrowed his dark eyes at her angry little form. She had been close and had to look down at her. Rey didn't like that, neither the coldness seeping from him so she took a good five steps backwards and crossed her arms protectively.

"You're the one who reached for my lightsaber—which you owe me a new one—to hack my head off because of my simple offer, after I saved your life. So, I suggest you stop screeching at me like a petulant little girl before you truly see my dark side." He whispered in deadly monotone.

Her eyes were blazing with steely fire, but when she opened her mouth to retort she thought better of it and simply turned around to ignore him. Good, let her drown in guilt. He resumed to redress, but froze when he heard sniffling. Hell, why was she so emotional? It made it harder to hate her.

"I'm not the only one to blame here! You murdered your father— "

"Not this again. I will not allow you to keep using that against me. It will never work." Kylo groaned in irritation. If ears could release smoke his would be fuming.

"Oh, the list goes on." She stomped up to him, tears running freely down her face.

"I am very aware of my actions, Rey." Kylo says, glaring down at her and glancing at her clenched fists with a sly smirk. "Unlike you, I can live with them."

"I prefer to be nothing than the cold, heartless, and murderous jackass you are. The day you die, nobody will be there to even bury you." Rey snapped just before the Force made her disappear.

"I'm aware of that too." Kylo murmured to her emptiness.

There was a quick knock on his door and when Kylo opened it he found general Hux practically bouncing on his feet with a wicked grin on his pasty face.

"You better have a good explanation for this." Kylo says, glancing over his shoulder at the time. It was pretty damn well past midnight.

"Supreme Leader," He bowed and Kylo took the opportunity to roll his eyes. "The planet where Skywalker resides has been located. Ahch-To."

Rey's POV

a few days later...

The burden came so suddenly that she fell to her knees and let out a gut wrenching sob. Her knees started to hurt and bleed from the cold stone beneath her and the downpour chilled her to the bones, but none of that mattered. The pain in her heart was the greatest of them all.

Luke was gone. Chewy, Finn, and Poe had helped buried him while her, Leia, C3-PO, and R2-D2 watched in respectful silence. They all had already left, but only after she insisted she needed some time alone.

She would always be alone. She was nothing. Her parents sold her like nothing. Finn had Rose and Leia had the Resistance to command. Poe had was a busy pilot and general. Han was gone and now Luke.

And Ben...

"You are nothing... But not to me."

Rey closed her eyes, his voice resounding in her ears like a million echoes, his face—a face filled with anger and loneliness—filled her mind.

"Let the past die. Kill it, if you have to... That's the only way to become what you were meant to be."

In that moment, something clicked inside her. She abruptly stopped crying and opened her eyes to stare at Luke's grave with determination as she rose steadily to her feet through the pounding rain with new resolution.

A/N: Credit to cover image: pandacapuccino on instagram (his/her art is amazing! Go check it out!)

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