Rey's P.O.V.
I waited, like how I'm rotting ever since he kidnapped me. He was stressing out, walking here and there, hesitating to do what he's told. The thought of him makes me want to puke everything literally! I do wanted to stay beside him, but not to to turn to his side. Now I believe that sometimes you have to break the rules to try your stupid imaginations, because mine's coming true in this fatal state though I could lose myself or I could get hypnotized by Anakin or Vader whatever he's called. That man didn't seemed the way I expected him to be. My dreams, they haunt me over and over again. So when the time he took me, I didn't completely fought for my release, there's something pulling me to go with him and somehow I think General felt it that's why no one is at the watch. What crap, ugh!
It's another day, tantrums and arguments, no fighting. I break the ice, again. I asked him a question that I know would fire up his head and make him want to throw me on a wall. Like that would happen. I hesitated for a sec. "Who is Snoke and what is he?" I sat in front of him, feeling his chained atmosphere. This is going terrible. I shook my head inside my head screaming all the shit. His eyes on me, waiting? Then he sent a stiff reply, "None of your business." His voice was as bland and thick, it was better though because his mask was off, exposing that face. I've always dreamed of touching his hair. It's a loss if he would be a Sith lord, his face will be wrinkled and he'll look like a male witch. Ew! Ugh! I need to get him out of here and bring him back to his mum! "What are you rumbling in your head?" He asked curiously like a sick teenager. "What?! You have no right to-" I roared out then I stood unconsciously, slowly adjusting closer to his face. He grabbed my face and I knew what he was about to do, I went fast forward. Both speechless, but the hangover was just ten seconds when some stranger knocked on the door. Thank god it saved my life. My heart was malfunctioning and at the same time wanting to turn back time. I was welling with traumatic predictions and they're still not enough to satisfy my theatrical imaginations. I snapped out when I saw his friend at the door, they were talking and it seemed like he wasn't expecting her. There, standing like a robot, and the lady almost gasping for air, I can see through her eyes. I tried to go to the bathroom but he paralyzed my legs so I was stuck on that chair and he waved his hand behind him to hide me when she was trying to look inside. Ben what is this?! I was stunned that he doesn't react violently to that name and so sometimes I call him that. I was trying to make noise to get anyone's attention but my entire body was slowly stiffening until I can't utter a sound. All of the sudden my eyes caught a ship outside, like the one Master Luke uses when he takes me to places. I was almost sure that it was his. I looked at the door's direction and it's a coincidence that they were done with their business. He felt it, waved his hand to release me and I grabbed my bag and ran off. He shouted my name, and every time I repeat it in my head I feel a shivering in my stomach and in my arms as I hear him stomping louder, he was catching up while I freak out pushing doors til I find an exit.
"Oh...my.." I gasp as I chase my breath to a door without an idea with what's in there although the fact that it kind of looks like an exit made me push harder. I was wondering though as to why there are no troopers aiming their blasters at my face, when I remembered he's a psycho. I was slowly getting opposed by my body. It's not only my hair slapping my face but also his picture plastering itself in my head tearing my entirety as a jedi. Inside I knew I was giving up, but he's not Ben whose worth a runaway. I pushed the door with frail arms letting sunlight kiss my skin, amazed to see Luke's ship. It was open and I have a bad feeling that he's up to find me in this base. "No...No, this can't be." I said with a drained throat. My brain was almost going to pass out when the sight of Chewbacca filled me with strength. I stood still, giving him the look that I broke the rules, but he seemed not getting it. Then I heard my name letting chills pass through my spine. I was glad to know that he's not mad at me so I took a deep breath and turned to face him. "Master Luke!" I replied, smiling yet crying a sorry, too afraid to open up the feared argument. He walked towards me and I expected him to tell me how terrible I've been, but I was surprised that he embraced me. A strange feeling in my stomach stole my attention for a second when he spoke. "Thank you, Rey. You brought back my nephew, and you chose to be true to yourself." His calm voice strengthened the hope in me that I'm not a wreck to the Resistance. Then again I fought my best but tears overwhelmed me that made me embrace him back, crying out loud with my melting heart. I closed my eyes but Ren was the one my head was screaming and a pinch of hint that he supports my dirty little secret. I cursed myself a million times squeezing my eyes to wake me up in this shock. When I opened them he was there, my biggest nightmare slash biggest dream. I think I know what he's up to.
We were awkward to each other as we lock eyes and I'm embracing Luke, I know he knows he was there. Then he faced his nephew, "Ben, I'll help you." They stood still talking with their eyes, and I was bothering them though I seem invisible through their secret conversation. When Chewbacca roared my stomach jolted, Kylo activated his crossguard. "Ben, w-what's wrong?" I asked calmly. He looked drained yet unpredictable, clutching his saber pointed to the floor.
