Chapter 3

Summer POV

I slowly awoke the following morning, feeling really groggy. Once my eyes focused, I saw I was still lying on Kylo's bed in his room. Why can't I just wake up and find this to be a nightmare already?

At least I had the bed to myself now. I didn't know where he was, but right now, I didn't care. I am going to enjoy the time I have alone.

I yawned and rolled over, screaming at sight of Kylo standing beside the bed.

"I surprised you," Kylo said, his voice sounding electronic again through his mask. He was already fully dressed in his iconic costume. "You seem to get startled quite easily."

"I wasn't expecting you," I replied, holding back the nasty remark I actually wanted to say to him. I was not a morning person.

"This is my room. Who else would you expect?"

I rolled over, giving him my back, not in the mood to deal with his lack of common sense in a conversation. He took every word a bit too literally.

"Do not ignore me, Summer." There is that warning tone again.

I just laid there, hoping he will just go away.

I suddenly felt a powerful surge of energy hit me like a strong gust of wind and I was shoved off the side of the bed. I stood back up as a shadow appeared over me, followed by the dark figure.

"What the heck was that for?!" I exclaimed, not being able to hold in my anger.

"I can sense your feelings," Kylo replied. "And I don't appreciate your attitude. Must I state the rules again?"

I sighed and shook my head, backing down.

"That's good."

I could feel his eyes drilling into me as he walked by, heading for the steel door. He paused as it opened.

"You have fifteen minutes to get ready and be done by the time I return. I suggest you do not have me waiting on you for your own sake."

I raised an eyebrow. "Why is there a time limit?" The way he looked back at me made me add, "If you don't mind me asking."

I may not be able to see his face but his body language was clear: I was annoying him. "Because if you wish to remain in the condition you are in, you will do as I say."

Kylo abruptly turned around and exited, the door slamming shut behind him.

I exhaled deeply, looking around the room. Anyone else want to jump out and take another few years off me? No? Good.

Seeing I didn't really have another option, I walked over to the the bathroom. The door opened and closed itself as I entered. Dang, even this door was automatic. Creepy..

The bathroom was surprisingly quite impressive for the size it was. It had one sink with a vanity beneath, and a toilet sat next to it. The shower came next, stretching from each side of the narrow room. I could walk comfortably, but drying off would probably be complicated.

Despite this though, it was elegant.

The tiles in the shower and floor were red and black, Dark Side team colors, with a gold-colored First Order emblem in the center of each. The curtain was black and looked as if it was made of silk.

I glanced at every inch of the ceiling and basically any open space, making sure there were no hidden cameras. I knew this Star Destroyer was full of them, and I didn't trust Kylo to not have cameras in here.

But I did need a shower though. That was inevitable. I don't think I could possibly skip a day, it's just gross and wrong. I didn't have a change of clothes, but it's fine. Just hot water on me sounded amazing.

I felt dirty from lying in Kylo's bed and just being held so many times by him, as if he carried his own unique germs. Anything feels possible right now.

I quickly stripped and hopped in the shower, hoping it functioned similar to ones on Earth.

The showerhead was a bit different, and the On/Off knob wasn't in English, but had weird characters and symbols (almost like ancient writing) on them. My nerd side recognized it as Aurebesh, the alphabet translation of Galactic Basic, the most common of the many Star Wars languages. Despite my recognition of it, I still I had no idea what anything said.

After playing with the knob and showerhead for a few minutes, I managed to figure it out enough to get warm water out at a decent pressure. Gosh, it felt good.

I picked up a shampoo bottle (I'm assuming) and stared dumbfounded at the Aurebesh writing on the label. I took the cap off and lightly sniffed inside, a light and fruity fragrance coming out. It smelled strangely familiar. Might as well try it.

Only after I lathered it in my hair and rinsed it out did I finally recognize the scent: Kylo Ren's hair. I hissed out a swear word. I hope he doesn't find out. Maybe his helmet will keep the sweet odor out, or he will mistake it for himself.

There was a bar of soap lying on a shelf in the corner of the shower, but I didn't dare touch it. I knew better. Water would have to do.

I then remembered I was on a time crunch, thanks to you-know-who, and I quickly finished up and got out. There was only one towel hanging on a rack, and I seriously doubt it was meant for me.

I shivered as cool air blew in from the vents in the ceiling. A pretty stupid design. That's the first thing that hits you once you step out of the shower.

Not seeing any other option, and I was too cold to wait any longer, I grabbed the towel and wrapped myself up in it. The towel was black (of course) but thick, fluffy, and soft. I feel like I'm being hugged by a cloud. Though it occurred to me again who's body last used it...

I rapidly dried off and hung the towel back on the rack, hoping it would dry before Kylo showered again. I don't want to even think about the consequences of this.

I had to put my old clothes back on, not having a choice. A ship full of men with only few women will not have attire I desire...

I opened the doors to the vanity, seeing if I could find something to help with my dripping wet hair. I know a hair dryer is probably asking for too much. Do they even exist up here?

I stared wide-eyed at all the hair products lined up tidily in the vanity. This now explains why Kylo's hair always looks exceptionally amazing at any time of the day. But if he had these, then I bet...

I moved a few bottles of hairspray aside and pulled out an odd looking hairdryer. It was small and cordless, which didn't surprise me with how high-tech everything is.

I flipped a switch on the handle and jumped as warm air blew out at a strong force. I couldn't figure out how to adjust the settings, so I dealt with the hard-blowing air on my head. At least it dried my hair quickly.

Once I was satisfied with my hair, I turned the hairdryer off and tried to put it back exactly where Kylo had it. In other words, I don't want anything to look as if it's been disturbed.

There was a toothbrush lying on the counter, but I know for a fact it was not intended for my use. My teeth could go a day without brushing. With how gross that sounds, it is better than using that toothbrush. I didn't want to search through everything to find my own. After all, I haven't eaten anything.

Oh my gosh I haven't eaten anything. No wonder why I feel so terrible this morning. I probably have not noticed because of the stress involved with Kylo. My stomach has been sick, but now I know it was for more than one reason.

I need to figure out a way to get something to eat this morning. And what I would give for a cold glass of water too, since I have been deprived of that as well.

I fluffed my hair a few times then walked towards the door. Actually, I walked into it.

I bouced back and rubbed my head, confused on why the door didn't open automatically like it did earlier. My only guess was it locked itself. The problem is I don't know how to unlock it.

It was a solid steel door (as every door is here), and there was no keyhole. There was also no keypad on the wall to enter a code to exit, not like I would know the code anyway.

So...I'm stuck. Great.

I walked back to the door, trying to find a way to maybe trigger it to open. I tried pushing and pulling along the edges, hoping it would just yank itself up.

It didn't work.

I leaned my back against it and sighed, wondering how I'm going to get out of here. Kylo will be furious if I'm late. Though technically, getting trapped in here isn't my fault. I don't have a clue how anything works yet. Despite this, I seriously doubt he would have compassion for me.

The door suddenly opened and I stumbled back into someone, who immediately shoved me off. I regained my balance just before I fell, knowing exactly who did that.

I looked back at Kylo Ren. "Thanks for catching me." Do note my sarcasm.

"You're late," Kylo said sternly.

"I'm sorry." Explaining the situation probably wouldn't make things any better.

He stared at me then walked into the bathroom. I nearly held my breath, praying he doesn't find anything wrong. Mainly the towel.

He exited and the door shut behind him. Oh, so it works for him.

I know he could sense my feelings and emotions, so I tried to remain calm, despite how nervous I felt just by being around him.

Kylo came over to me. I didn't back away this time, I let him just stand close to me, even though it was bothersome.

"I suppose I could let your little mishap slide," Kylo said, now starting to circle me. I absolutely hated that and he probably knew it.

"I would be grateful if you did." Be nice, get nice in return. Maybe it will work for me.

"I know."

The way he said those two words instantly mirrored a reflection of Han Solo still within him. I did not dare say a word though.

Kylo finally stopped circling and stood directly in front of me again. "You desire something from me."

"Such as..."

It was a moment before he answered. "You're hungry. Thirsty. Am I wrong?"

My stomach loudly growled, answering for me.

He studied me. "Am I able to trust you?"

"I could ask you the same thing."

"Do not avoid my question." His voice buzzed more through his mask when he was getting angry. Another warning sign I could use for my own safety in the future.

"Yes," I replied.

Kylo looked me over again. "I suppose I could spare a meal for you."

Well, if you plan on keeping me here, I am going to need to eat sooner or later. Duh.

He turned away and walked up to the steel door, pausing and looking back at me as it opened. "You may come with me, if you wish."

Seriously? The possibility of escaping flashed before my eyes and I couldn't pass up on a perfect opportunity.

I went over and stood next to him. "I would, actually."

"Just to be clear, an attempt at escaping will only cost you. I am well aware of everything that is going on at all times." Kylo leaned closer to me. "You can run, but I will easily catch you. You can hide, but I will find you. You can plead, but I will show you no mercy. Understand?"

I nodded, now seeing I have no chance of escaping this place. "Yes."

"Good."

Kylo grabbed my shoulder and forced me to walk in front of him. I hated when he did this; I can walk perfectly on my own without his aid. But I didn't complain. I was finally going to be be getting a meal.

We passed many patrolling Stormtroopers and First Order crew, most glaring at me when I came close. Everyone seemed to be looking down upon me, as if I was second rate to them. Even the women did it. I can see how lovely I'm going to treated here.

Kylo pushed me inside a room which resembled a cafeteria. It had tables with benches lined up in every possible space, and the food was served along the far wall. Only high-ranking personnel seemed to be eating in here. I didn't see one Stormtrooper.

Kylo guided me across the room to a table in the corner, since everything else was full. And it was just my luck who was sitting at it.

General Hux was too preoccupied with his datapad to notice my joining him at the table. I knew already that he took his work a bit too seriously, but now it's coming off as an obsession.

"Hux," Kylo boldy spoke, getting the general's attention. Finally. "Watch over Summer while I get her and I something to eat."

Hux was about to protest when Kylo left the table. Instead I heard him mutter a few curse words beneath his breath.

His icy blue eyes met with mine. "Here I am babysitting you again. Lovely."

Well, good morning to you too. I tried to make a conversation though, just to be friendly. "So...sleep well last night?"

"I never do," he grimly replied, going back to his datapad. "My paperwork keeps me up to unruly hours of the morning."

"Oh...sorry to hear that."

Hux looked up at me again, appearing confused. "Excuse me?"

"I said I'm sorry to hear that you didn't sleep well," I said.

He set his datapad down, his eyes still firmly on mine. Oh shoot, now what did I do wrong? "Why would you care about my personal life, young lady?"

I honestly don't. "That is just a kind thing to say to another person," I explained. Not that he would know anything about being kind.

"I know exactly what your comment means, I'm not illiterate," Hux snapped. "I am looking for the reason why you said it."

Good grief. "Must there be a reason?"

"There is a reason behind everything."

He seemed to be hinting something but I was too frustrated to catch it.

"Look, I give you credit for working as hard and as well as you do here while being so tired every day. Everyone should be on their hands and knees thanking you for being here at the First Order."

Hux studied me. "Are you hitting on me?"

I literally wanted to scream right now. "A little compliment doesn't mean I'm flirting!"

"You were staring at me in Kylo's room earlier..."

"I was daydreaming-"

"About me."

"No, I already told you I wasn't."

Hux shrugged and went back to his datapad. "Flattery won't get you anywhere here."

I started counting in my head. I had to, or I was going to explode. He is so intelligent in war affairs but lacks common sense. Everyone seems to here actually...

With a tray in each hand, Kylo Ren returned to the table by the time I reached thirty. I could count far into the hundreds with how I felt right now...

General Hux excused himself and stood from the table, taking his datapad and coffee mug with him. The less he had to be around the "thorn in his side", the better.

Kylo set down one tray in front of me and kept the other for himself, taking a seat beside me. Why did it have to be next to me...

I didn't complain though, because, much to my surprise, he gave me decent portions of food. My plate was nearly full with what looked similar to scrambled eggs, small pancakes, and a few slices of bacon. I also had two cups filled to the brim, one with water and the other I'm assuming is orange juice.

"Thank you for this," I told him.

I truly did appreciate it. He could have just given me scraps, but instead I had a good-sized meal in front of me plus two drinks on top of that.

The mouthpiece on Kylo's mask shifted upwards then he took it off, lying it down on the table. I'll just ignore the creepy fact that it was facing me.

"That is all I can spare," Kylo said, his voice for once sounding calm and almost compassionate. It still had the iconic rasp but it it didn't sound as menacing as usual.

"It is plenty." Again, no complaints. The food looked edible and I had a lot of it.

He wouldn't look at me for some reason. It almost was like he felt guilty for doing this. "That is far more than the prisoners receive here."

Good to know, but I still feel like one. "Well, like I said, I appreciate what you could give me. Thank you."

He slightly nodded and started eating, ending the conversation. I didn't care, because I am thirsty and starving.

Kylo POV

Unbeknownst to Summer, this was the perfect opportunity for me to examine her and try to figure out her character. The more I knew about her, the easier it will be to turn her to the Dark Side.

From my peripheral vision, I watched her drink down the entire cup of water. I know she has gone a while without it, and I almost felt bad for not giving anything to her sooner. Then again, I couldn't treat her nicely because she needed to learn her place here and adjust to the hardships of her new life in the First Order. But I also couldn't starve her to death either.

Summer was not a prisoner exactly, but a soon-to-be Sith Apprentice, if everything goes as planned. Technically, she is out of the age range to even begin training, but I suppose one is never too old to learn to ways of the Dark Side.

I watched her take her time as she ate, though I could see she just wanted to eat much faster than she was. That there showed self-control. She is starving, but she is not shoveling down her plate of food. Interesting.

Summer did end up finishing before me, but she sat there quietly, not saying a single word or looking at me. Even after she drunk her last bit of juice, she didn't request more, seeming satisfied and grateful for what I gave her.

I was quite impressed and surprised by her behavior.

Summer POV

I was still thirsty, but I didn't want to bother Kylo for more water. He was actually being nice to me, and I did not want to ruin that.

Once Kylo finished and rested for a few minutes, he turned to me. "Would you like a refill?"

I was taken aback by his sudden act of generosity. "Um, sure. Thank you."

He extended his hand and a pitcher full of water rose up on a nearby table, hovering over to ours. It poured some water into my cup while floating in midair.

I looked over at Kylo, amazed. "It's cool to watch you do that."

"It's simple really when you have a mind as strong as mine," he said smugly, still holding the pitcher up with his Force.

"I wish I had the Force."

Kylo's head shot towards me. "What-"

The glass pitcher suddenly fell onto the table, shattering and spilling water everywhere. Kylo and I jumped up from our seats to avoid getting wet.

"Why did you let it go?" I criticized, annoyed that I almost got wet but more importantly nearly injured from the glass shards.

"I, uh, dropped it," he said, his voice cracking. Odd.

Kylo POV

Honestly, I wasn't expecting Summer to say she wished she had the Force. That was the last thing I thought would ever come out. Is she seriously obsolete to her own powers?

I noticed the whole room was staring at us and I gathered my composure. "What are all of you looking at? Get some towels and clean this mess up."

A few crew members came over and the rest of the people in the room went back to their business. They just saved themselves from me.

Summer POV

"Time to go," Kylo said sternly to me, putting on his helmet. He grasped my shoulder and made me walk in front of him. Again.

Though once out of the cafeteria, he surprisingly released me. He moved his hand to my lower back and gently rested it there. It made me feel uncomfortable to say the least, but it was better than being pushed down the corridors.

Though when his hand began to move a little lower, that's when I drew the line. I took a longer stride to get slightly ahead of him, hoping that would send the message.

Instead Kylo took two strides to my one, glaring at me once he had a small lead. I fell back, letting him stay ahead. He was keeping his hands to himself so I didn't care where he stood next to me

"Be where I can see you," his voice buzzed through his mask. His view was probably very restricted in that thing. Though with his Force, he could probably sense my whereabouts easily.

I rolled my eyes (when I was sure he wouldn't see me) and caught up to him, trying to keep in sync with his pace.

Kylo suddenly came to a halt outside steel doors to our left and I nearly bumped into him. I already did that once today and it was one too many times.

The doors slid open and he entered. I waited outside, not knowing if I should follow. There are probably many places here I am prohibited from. Last thing I need is to get myself in trouble.

"Keep up with me Summer!" Kylo shouted back to me.

I ran inside, not wanting to be left behind. I caught up to Kylo and stared in awe at the size of the room. It was larger than I had ever seen before, even bigger than the launch bay I bet. I couldn't see the ceiling.

It had rails running everywhere possible, resembling a roller-coaster. Though once we got closer, I noticed there were things riding these beams.

Stormtrooper armor. Each one being put together as it went along its track. This place was just a huge assembly line for making their army more uniforms.

I ended up bumping into Kylo, too distracted to notice he stopped.

He abruptly spun around and I held my hands up in defense. "I wasn't looking were I was going, really. I'm sorry." Might as well be honest.

Please accept my apology...please accept my apology....

Kylo stared at me for a moment then turned back, directing his attention to a structure in front of him that resembled an information desk. He knocked on the counter and a droid popped up from the other side. I jumped back, getting startled because it basically came out of nowhere.

"How can I help you today, Sir?" the droid asked in a friendly, female voice. Almost a creepy form of friendly, if you know what I mean.

The droid looked similar to the old B1 Battle Droids used before the rise of the Empire. It was just as skinny, but the head was more rounded. And instead of the beige color from the other model, it was a shiny chrome.

"We need a suit," Kylo stated to the droid, motioning to me. "Get her size and use my outfit as a base design."

"Of course, Sir."

The droid sped around the desk to our side, and I stepped back from the sudden bolt. This droid didn't have parted legs, but instead rolled around with a wheel as its base. That explained the speedy maneuver it made.

"I'm fine with what the clothes I have, really," I said, feeling uneasy around the droid.

"We have a strict dress code here, Summer. You must comply with it," Kylo replied, leaving no room for argument.

"Stand up straight and hold out your arms," the droid requested as it extended a measuring tape from within its wrist.

I did as it said, standing in all different ways for the most accurate measurement. It measured literally everything, not just the width of my bust and the length of my arms and legs. Wrists, ankles, fingers (yes, fingers); it even did my neck for crying out loud. What kind of costume is Kylo giving me?

"All done, Miss," the droid said once it was satisfied with the measurements it had.

The droid rolled behind the counter and typed things into a computer. "Her outfit will be ready first thing tomorrow, Sir."

"Very well," Kylo replied. "I will have someone pick it up in the morning."

"Not a problem, Sir."

"That's good." He turned around and walked away, leaving me to have to catch up to him once again.

As soon as we were back out into the corridor, a Stormtrooper stopped us. "Sir, Supreme Leader Snoke demands to speak with you immediately. It's urgent."

"Not a problem. Take Summer back to my room and auto-lock the doors. Resume your duties from there."

"Yes, Sir."

"No harm will be done to her," he ordered, his voice dead serious. "I hope I make myself perfectly clear."

The Stormtrooper's voice sounded uneasy as he spoke, Kylo obviously striking fear right into his heart. "Yes, Sir."

* * * *

Kylo POV

I entered the hologram room and walked up to General Hux, who seemed to be impatiently awaiting my arrival.

"You're late," he sneered.

"I don't believe I am here to see you," I fired back at him. "And I did not receive a specific time I had to be in here."

"What does urgent mean to you, Ren?"

I ignored him as the large, faded blue image appeared above us. Snoke's eyes showed concern, which worried me. "Commander. General. Thank you for meeting me here."

"As always, Supreme Leader," Hux proudly said before I could reply.

He always makes such a big attempt to have himself look better than me. I just hate him so much.

"We have a small situation at our private base on Earth," Snoke said. "Have you been informed, Kylo Ren?"

I glared at Hux. He might not be able to see my face, but he knew well enough by my body language what I did. "No, and I am wondering why myself..."

"I was just about to notify him before our conversation began," Hux said, defending himself.

I can just tell he purposely kept the info from me out of spite, since I didn't tell him about Summer before I brought her onto this Star Destroyer. Oh I'm sorry, his Star Destroyer.

"I shall wait," Snoke said, leaning back in his chair.

"Sir, our troops on Earth have notified us of a small problem that has currently arose," Hux said to me.

"Which is?" I inquired, impatient for his answer.

"Ever since you kidnapped the girl, Disney security has been higher and the public side of the Launch Bay has been closed off. From what we understand, an investigation is under way to find out how and why Summer mysteriously disappeared."

I didn't see his point. "What is wrong with that? They will never find out it was us nor track her to here. People go missing all the time down there; why would Summer raise any more suspicion than the other?"

"Because if their police search the Launch Bay, what do you think they will find?"

"Our base is well hidden. Those humans are not smart enough to know we're even there."

"The point is to not give them the chance to discover us in the first place," Hux clarified, trying to not lose his patience with me. It's only because Snoke is here or else he would have already.

"So what do you suggest?" I asked, also having a hard time remaining calm.

"A temporary, emergency evacuation of the base, Sir. Just until this situation gets forgotten about, then we can return."

"And exactly where do you plan on putting our troops, General?" Certainly not here; we can't hold any more people.

"We will have to find room for them here," Hux answered. Of course that's his answer.

"This Star Destroyer is full," I nearly shouted at him, losing my temper. I can't stand stupidity. "You know this ship can't house any more members, even temporarily."

"Well, we can't keep them on Earth," he fired back at me. "If they get discovered, they will be captured and probably imprisoned. And even worse, the Resistance will know of our doings and back the Earth humans up with resources."

"That is enough!" Snoke interjected. "Arguing is not going to fix our problem. I will make the decision about our troops. General Hux, do you believe that our base may be discovered?"

"Yes, Sir," Hux proudly responded. "There is a possibility we could hide behind that "magic" coded door, if you will, but it's still a huge risk."

"Then evacuate the base immediately," Snoke ordered. "Make sure we don't leave any trail behind that will lead the police to us. Have our troops erase every computer memory; we can't afford a data compromise. And every Transporter and TIE Fighter must be taken out of the port. Any additional supplies that can be carried aboard as well would be useful. We need everything."

"But where can they go, Supreme Leader?" I inquired, that question still bothering me.

"General, what are the reports of the planet our droids are searching?" Snoke asked Hux, basically ignoring me.

I felt my blood pressure go through the roof. Why is that orange-haired jerk being favored over me?

"Our droids have surprisingly found no signs of life, but we're still looking," Hux replied.

"Is there any area that can be considered safe?"

"Yes. I have plans for starting up our new base and I would appreciate if you could look over the sites I found-"

"There is no time," Snoke interrupted. "Our troops need a safe haven to retreat to. Start the construction of the base immediately. I am leaving it at your discretion for the location. Get to it at once."

"Yes, Supreme Leader," Hux said, bowing slightly then walking away.

He shot me a look as he passed me. I'll get back at him for this. I hate being put second.

"Kylo Ren," Snoke spoke after Hux left the room. "How is the turning of the girl coming along?"

"I believe I found a way to lure her to the Dark Side," I replied, glad to be center of attention again. "She seems to react to small, kind gestures rather than force."

"So you're being nice to her?" His tone instantly changed. Great. I'm going to get scolded once again.

"Just enough to gain her trust so turning her is easier," I said, trying to defend myself. "She will only be treated so well because I won't soften or bend to her wishes. She will have to adjust."

"You already are softening and bending," Snoke said, looking at me in a condescending manner. "You are blind to see it."

"No, I'm just-"

"Has she shown any sign of the Force yet?" he inquired, cutting me off.

"No, Supreme Leader."

Snoke rubbed his wrinkled chin. "And you're sure this girl does indeed have the Force, correct?"

How dare he question me. My hold in the Force is stronger than he thinks. "I can feel the spark within her waiting to be let out."

"Then that is what you must do."

"But you said to make sure she is on our side before training her," I pointed out.

"Is she on our side yet?"

I cringed, knowing he wouldn't like my answer. "No."

Snoke leaned forward in his chair, making his hologram hover over me. I hated when he did that. I felt so small compared to him.

"Kylo Ren, do you realize what you are doing?" he asked in a degrading tone.

Snoke answered his question before I could. "You are letting her take control. She is telling you how things will be and you are listening and obeying. Why?"

I didn't answer. I knew what he said was true. I don't know why I suddenly felt like this. I was weakening, I saw it.

Snoke looked me over. "Unless...you have feelings for her."

That immediately grabbed my attention. "No, she is just another person to me. She is here to be trained as my apprentice, that's it."

He kept staring at me. "You became defensive..."

"I don't have feelings for her and I never will!" I shouted up at him. I can't believe I just did that. But I am so frustrated right now, I don't care about the consequences.

Snoke surprisingly leaned back into his chair. "If what you're saying is true, then prove it to me. I want her on our side as soon as possible. And this nice streak in you-"

"It will never happen again," I boldy stated, my voice growling deeper through the helmet because I was angry.

He nodded but looked as if he didn't believe me. "We will see."

* * * *

Summer POV

I sighed as I stared off into the realms of space. I was sitting on the ledge on one of the windows in Kylo's room, bored out of my mind. The Stormtrooper dropped me off here nearly an hour ago I'm guessing (there was no clock in here and I wasn't wearing a watch).

Stars. Blackness. More stars. Emptiness. Never-ending darkness. And many, many more stars.

The Finalizer wasn't drifting near any planet or even something cool to look at, like a nebula or shooting stars or even a distant solar system. Space was beautiful yes, but looking at the same thing for long enough does become old quickly...

I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the wall, hoping to nap so time would pass quicker. Maybe Kylo will be nice enough to spare me lunch or at least something to drink later when he returns.

It felt as if I just fell alseep when the door opened and Kylo stormed inside. I'm definitely wide awake now.

Kylo removed his helmet and slammed it down on the "ash tray". He didn't look like he was in a good mood. Great. Now I have this to deal with.

He marched over to his bed and threw himself down on it sideways, letting his legs hang off the egde. He crossed his wrists on his forehead and let out a frustrated sigh. Whatever Snoke discussed with him, it obviously stressed him out.

I watched Kylo lie there with his eyes shut, just looking discontent. I almost felt strangely compassionate for him. It's just the person I am. He doesn't deserve any sympathy but I saw myself slowly giving in.

He fell to the Dark Side, and there's no one to blame but himself. He chose this life so he had to deal with the downsides that came with it.

But maybe there was regret. Maybe Kylo didn't want this life anymore, but it's too late for him to climb out of the hole he dug himself. Such as the fate Anakin Skywalker suffered after he became Darth Vader. That is why I felt some pity towards him.

I tried to ignore it, but I just couldn't. I wouldn't feel at ease until I made an attempt to help him feel better. And maybe if I can get Kylo and I on good terms with each other, things will become easier here for me.

I hesitantly stood up from the window ledge and slowly crossed the room until I was standing by his bed. Kylo still had his eyes closed, but he knew I was standing here. I could just feel it.

As I opened my mouth to speak, I was cut off by him. "I wish to be alone. Do not bother me please."

Well, I tried. No use in ticking him off.

I went back to the window ledge and sat down, resuming my stare out into space. Only problem was my conscience wasn't satisfied with what I did. It urged me to try once more.

I sighed, giving in again. If it doesn't work this time, then my conscience better just shut up and sit quietly within me.

"Look, I feel sorry for you," I blurted out, sounding more stupid than sincere.

His eyes opened and he sat forward onto his elbows with an eyebrow raised. "What?"

I felt more embarrassed than anything else but my mouth rambled on anyway. "I know what a hard life you live. It's stressful trying to be the "Feared One" that everyone has to cower from. Your powerful, and some people just don't realize it. But more importantly, you have such conflict within you (whether you want to admit it or not I know the truth) that I feel bad for the expectation everyone demands out of you. Some people just can't accept that you can't handle everything because of that, and I think that's wrong."

What the heck did I just do. I basically just encouraged him to remain on the Dark Side. This didn't work out the way I planned...

Kylo just stared at me, shocked and speechless. First, it has probably been many years since someone showed compassion or sympathy towards him. And second, someone actually cared about his personal problems and showed it.

I turned away, feeling awkward by the silence from him. "I just wanted to say that," I softly added, still pondering over how to correct my mistake.

"Thank you."

My head shot back to him, stunned by what he said. I never thought I would hear those two words come out of his mouth.

I lightly nodded in reply, too amazed by his expression of gratitude.

Kylo POV

I have never had someone show pity for the life I had. I was constantly being criticized for not being strong enough, not being powerful enough...not being like Darth Vader.

Her compliment moved me and I felt a small connection with her. Like something just clicked between us, I don't know how else to say it. I have never felt this way towards anyone before. What are these strange feelings...

Maybe Snoke is right. Maybe Summer is trying to manipulate me to soften me up. I shouldn't let this affect me like it is, but I strangely wanted it too.

I feel so lost. Someone tell me what to do.

Summer POV

Kylo got up from his bed and gradually made his way over to me. I glanced at him as he sat down on the ledge on the opposite end, facing me. We both had to sit at an angle to fit, but still our knees barely touched each other.

This is weird. He is not a social butterfly nor likes anyone touching him, so why is he sitting this close to me? I felt quite uncomfortable.

I noticed Kylo staring at me out in my peripheral vision, but when I turned to him, he looked away, pretending to be gazing out the window like me.

Now I felt sick. He was just checking me out. Give a guy a compliment and he thinks you're hitting on him. Typical.

But Kylo is definitely not the guy I want to have chasing me down. What have I done...

"Space seems to grab your interest," he said, snapping me from my thoughts. "I don't know why. There is nothing special about it."

"It's very beautiful for someone that has never seen it up close before," I nicely clarified, even though I was bored from the view.

Kylo studied me for a moment. He does this a lot, as if he's reading me like a book and then deciding how to respond before the next chapter.

"The Force is what binds our galaxy together, did you know that?"

I was taken aback by his mention of the Force, but I nodded. "Yes."

"To think that an energy field is that powerful is almost unbelievable." He paused before continuing. "But it is real, and to have the ability to control it is incredible. Wouldn't you agree?"

I nodded again, though I'm wondering why he asking me these odd questions.

Kylo inhaled deeply and let it out as he focused on me. "Do you want to have use of this power?"

"Well, of course. Everyone does," I replied, stating the obvious. "But I don't have the Force so I can only imagine what it's like to physically wield it."

"Why do you keep saying that?"

"Saying what?"

"That you don't-" He cut himself off, looking as if he didn't want to continue. "Never mind."

I curiously observed him for a minute then looked away. Why does he keep mentioning the Force to me? I don't have it, and trust me, I've tried before but only ended with failure. Every Star Wars fan does at some point, it's normal. We all have dreams, right?

Kylo finally stood from the window ledge and walked away, disappearing behind the bathroom door. The duration and subject of our conversation still had me puzzled though.

What is he up to...

Kylo POV

I stared at myself in the mirror, feeling disgusted and ashamed. I had a chance to bring the Force out of Summer and I blew it. We were on the topic, I could have talked tips on using it or shown her a basic training move...but no, I just acted like an idiot instead.

I could hear voices shouting at me in all directions, criticizing my epic failure. I didn't know who the voices were or how I manage to hear them, but it drove me to the point of insanity. Their mocks and jeers made so much tension build within me that I just wanted to just run rampant in here.

I glanced down at my lightsaber, the temptation almost unable to resist. I picked it up and held it out in front of me. Now the voices were urging me to take my anger out on everything around me with it. Attack. Damage. Terminate. Repeat.

My lightsaber extended and growled intensely at me, ready to take down whatever I put in its path. I could almost hear it begging to destroy something.

I raised the weapon and took it down on the vanity in front of me, hacking it to pieces. I hit the medicine cabinet next, followed by the mirror, then went along the wall, leaving it scarred.

I took a moment to rest after, admiring the destruction I created. Some remodeling needs to be done, but I felt satisfied and more relaxed. I hated the old style of the vanity and cabinet anyway. Plus the walls were due for repainting.

I didn't do such a bad thing after all.

Summer POV

What the heck was Kylo doing in there?!

It sounded like a tornado was going through the bathroom, which I guess was true in a way...

Good thing I wasn't in there. Or what's left of it.

Everything suddenly went quiet. Well, he must have tired himself out.

As time passed, I kept glancing at the closed bathroom door. Why wasn't he coming out? I am going to need the toilet at some point, so he can't stay in there forever.

I crossed the room to the bathroom, pausing outside the door. I pressed my ear to it, waiting for a noise. Dead silence. This was odd.

The door suddenly opened and I stumbled inside, my eyes widening at the mess. Everything was destroyed, except for the shower. And someone was currently using it...thank goodness the curtain was pulled across.

Kylo kept on humming the "Imperial March" theme, obviously not aware of my presence. Let's keep it that way.

I turned around to leave but the door shut, locking itself. This is not happening.

I pressed against it, and searched the edges like I did this morning, trying to make it trigger open. I even tried leaning against the door, since that seems to be the only way I can get it to open, but it still remained locked.

The water turned off and I instantly felt ill again. Kylo is going to flip out when he sees me in here. He is probably going to think I was trying to spy on him, which was clearly not my intention. I'm a goner.

I faced the door and shoved all my weight against it, my eyes blurring from tears. Please open...please open...just flipping open...

I heard the shower curtain be pulled back and I nearly fainted. I even started trembling from nerves.

I felt something grab me, not Kylo, but his Force. It started at my feet and crept up my body, paralyzing me. Once it fully consumed me, I was helplessly jerked around and held firmly against the door.

Kylo, with a towel thankfully wrapped around his waist, slowly walked up to me, his brown eyes locked on mine. He was still dripping wet, clearly not having time to properly dry off yet.

"This is a misunderstanding," I tried to explain but his hold only tightened on me.

He stood dangerously close to me, his lips lingering too close for comfort.

"I know why you're in here," Kylo hotly whispered. He scanned every inch of me, making me feel even more uncomfortable. "I'm not stupid."

Clearly I am though for getting myself in this mess.

"Yessss..." he said, hissing out the word like a snake. "I see it. Your thoughts are clear to me."

"Please stay out of my mind," I pleaded. What happened last night was something I never wanted to experience again.

"Summer, I already know everything that weakens you..." His eyes filled with lust as fear grew within me.

I have a bad feeling about this.

"Like I know for instance that a shirtless, drenched guy is an instant turn-on for you."

My eyes widened. He did take a copy of my thoughts last night. I'm doomed.

"I honestly am not in here for that reason," I attempted to explain again, but he ignored me.

"You don't have to explain yourself to me," Kylo said, running his partially wet hand through my hair. "I know the truth. It can be...our little secret."

I tried to speak once more but he held my mouth shut with his Force. With a smirk on his face, he leaned in closer to me, our lips nearly touching.

"I know what you want from me," Kylo said, making my heart race. Though it wasn't for a good reason. "And I can give it to you, exactly how you desire it."

I thought he was going to kiss me but instead his lips lingered down to my neck. He paused for a second then kissed me right beneath my jawline, close to my ear.

"I can...make you feel...so good..." he moaned into me, sucking on my sweet spot.

I admit, it felt amazing. I wanted to just let myself go but I used all my strength not to give in to him. He doesn't deserve me. I'm not going down without a fight.

"Don't resist me...it only makes...you crave more..."

I felt myself quickly weakening to him. I even let out a small moan, not being able to take it much longer.

"Stop..." I breathlessly muttered, once he let me speak again.

"You don't want me to..."

"Please..."

Kylo finally listened, though his lips lightly grazed my neck up to my mouth, teasing me.

"Don't act like you didn't enjoy it," he said seductively. "I heard you moan. You were just melting. You're thoughts were running wild with so much lust for me..."

I wanted to prove him wrong but I know what he said was true. I couldn't help it. He just found a way to break me apart.

Kylo Ren is now ten times more dangerous than before.

"I suppose I can let you go for now." The door opened but I was still being held by his Force. "But I'll get my way in the end. I always get what my way..." His brown eyes looked me over again. "Now...get out."

He thrusted his arm forward and I was blown back, smacking into the wall across from the bathroom. I heard the door shut as I lied on the floor, badly aching. That's some Force-Push.

Everything flashed before me of what just happened. Kylo certainly has proven he has an interest in me, and I now wonder how I'm going to survive here. I don't know if I'd rather have him throwing death in my face like yesterday or how he's acted towards me today. At this rate, I don't want to know what tomorrow will bring me.

I tried to stand up but collapsed back onto the floor, my eyes and mind blurring from the impact. This is just flipping great. Now I'm completely vulnerable to Kylo.

Before I could process anything else, my world suddenly went black...

* * * *

I slowly came to consciousness and found myself in Kylo's bed. It was nearly pitch black in the room, apart from a dim light in the corner, the same one he kept on for me last night.

Sure enough, when I looked over to my right, there was the "Jedi Killer" himself lying next to me with his arms crossed behind his head. Still shirtless, need I point out.

"I thought you would be out the whole night," Kylo said, almost sounding surprised. "Though I'm glad to see you're awake."

Are you? I rubbed my aching head, wincing at the tender bruise on the back of it. Another reason to hate this guy more.

"I left dinner for you, in case you did wake up." He motioned to the nightstand on my side. "Just something light to carry you until morning since it's just past midnight."

I've been out that long?! Ugh.

I glanced over and saw a small bowl of fruit with yogurt, as well as a tall glass of water beside it. Although this was a thoughtful gesture, it still didn't make up for the way he came on to me before nor just the whole mess he made of my life.

"Thanks," I softly said. I was starving, and thirsty, so I did take advantage of this.

"Don't eat in my bed please," he requested.

Where the heck am I supposed to sit then? There is no furniture in here.

Despite this, I took the bowl and glass and sat down on the velvety, red carpeting, using the bed to lean against. It's better than nothing.

I heard him shift a lot in bed, unable to get comfortable. He better find a good position by the time I get in there because I'm a light sleeper. He will easily keep me up.

Once I finished my meal, I drank only half the water down, salvaging the rest. I don't know what will happen tomorrow, knowing his unpredictable demeanor, but I will have something to drink at least.

I set the bowl and glass back on the nightstand and cautiously climbed into bed. Kylo had finally fallen alseep, emitting an occasional light snore. He probably didn't sleep very well here so the last thing I wanted to do was wake him up.

I quickly got comfortable and tried to relax, but my mind kept flashing the "incident" in the bathroom earlier before me. I just wanted to erase it from my memory, wishing it never happened in the first place.

I pulled the covers up to my neck and noticed how peaceful Kylo looked while he slept. A few of his curls draped on his cheek, and his body slowly rose and fell as he breathed. He didn't look mean nor even frightening, but gentle and kind. So soft and innocent, like this could not actually be the same Kylo Ren that has killed so many helpless lives.

It was strange to see him this way. For the moment, it was like I was staring at the person who has been imprisoned by his own self...

Ben Solo.

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Hey guys!

So how did you enjoy Chapter 3? I believe this is my longest chapter yet with nearly 9,000 words.

I was thinking about the girls out there who love Kylo/Adam when I write that bathroom scene...for anyone that had intense feels from it... #sorrynotsorry ;) :P

The pic for this chapter is one of my favorites of Kylo Ren. The way he's posed with his lightsaber, plus the Stormtroopers behind him, is just epic in my opinion.

Comments are always welcome! Let me know what you think of the book! I love hearing from my readers :)

And thank you again for all the reads and lovely comments I've received. It pushes me to keep on writing for you :D