Two promises.
Only one to keep.
Impossible to keep both.
Impossible to break one.
I promise I will come back as Ben.
I promise you will never regret me.
I can't be Ben.
I can't make him regret me.
I can't break the promises.
I can't keep them eith...
A/N: for the last chapter I explained some of his clothing as being like Padmè. Well here are some pictures if there was any confusion. Padmè:
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Kylo: (the cloth he cut is circled)
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"Ben."
I feel my arm being shook, and I open my eyes to a beautiful Sunset. The room is very dark, the only light is a slight illumination of faint gray. My lovers pale skin brings light to my heart, making the room feel a little less dark.
"Are you better now?" He has his chin resting on his folded arms, which are resting on me. It's almost as if he was watching me sleep.
"I think so." I don't feel as tired as I did earlier. I honestly feel so much better.
"Did you dream? I know how you have bad dreams."
"No. I didn't. I'm not really suppose to dream anyway. It's kind of a bad sign if I'm dreaming. I think it's okay though, it's mostly just memories."
"Do force users not dream?"
"It's rare. They are usually just tricks to make you join...." I stop. I need to stop talking. He thinks I'm a Sith. Why would a Sith say joining the dark is a trick.
"Join what?"
I hesitate before speaking. I have already said too much, I just need to be careful now. "Joining the opposite side." I think some more of how I can patch up the situation. "Like, it could trick me into going back to the light." Lies. All lies. I hate lying. I hate lying to him the most.
He stares at me for a few seconds. "Oh." He rolls over, off of me and faces the other way.
I breathe out a grateful sigh. He seems off though. I feel like he knows I'm lying. I turn over on my side and he rolls back over to face me. He looks at me for a long time with out saying anything. He squints his eyes and then slowly opens his mouth to speak.
"There's something about you." He looks to be in intense thought.
