Last Minute ~ Reylo AU

Chapter 12

Rey shoved open the door, stomping into the locker room. She pulled at the root of her ponytail, sending stray hairs flying in all different directions. She was dumbfounded and angry, this whole place, this whole experience was going down the shitter.

"Fuck!" She screamed, smashing her hand against the nearest locker. Pain shot up her forearm and into her shoulder but the madness was too much, blocking it out.

She sat down on the cold metal bench in the middle of the locker room and put in her head in her hands. "How am I going to make it past the first week when I can't even make it past the first fucking day?!"

Rey twisted on her rear, turning and laying down on the bench. Her warm skin coming in contact with the freezing metal seat. Shivers ripped down her shoulders into her hips while goosebumps irrupted down her arms.

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"Dameron!" Ren roared. Poe whipped his head to the corner of the room, catching a sight of 'Raging Ren' in his true form.

Poe paced over to him, his hands clasped in front of his body, "Yes sir?"

Ren gripped his shoulder and pulled him over to the side, away from the rest of the generals lieutenants. "What the hell is wrong with her?!"

"I don't know what you mean sir." Poe responded, trying to keep eye contact. Ren rubbed his chin with his massive hand, "She had a chance, a fucking opportunity, and she missed it!"

"Sir, I don't mean to be rude, but why are you asking me?" Poe replied, tilting his head and poking out his lip.

Ren stopped talking. He crossed his arms over his chest and pondered on the idea of slapping the shit out of the young man in front of him or not.

"You know what, Dameron, I'll go ask her." Ren grunted, "And put that lip back where it belongs."

Poe chuckled and walked back over to Bren and Biggs. "What did he say?" Biggs asked sounding extremely concerned.

"He just asked me these dumbass questions, not much." Poe raked a hand through his ebony hair. Bren remained unamused, "Freshie should've got what she deserved."

Poe rolled his eyes, "First of all, Bren, stop calling her freshie is probably older than you are,  you're like two, second of all she could've beat the shit out of that girl so instead of acting like the dickhead you are, stop talking shit because I doubt you have the balls to stand up in front of everyone and get your ass handed to you by a girl- or should I say a freshman girl."

Biggs glanced towards Bren who now bowed his head in shame. Biggs chuckled.

-#-

Rey closed her eyes and exhaled slowly, her heart rate finally coming down from its high. Her mind was focused on the calmer things now hoping to god this little 'outburst' wouldn't give her a hernia.

Suddenly the door swung open, hitting the wall behind it. Rey's heart stopping for a second and then starting back up again but her eyes remained closed. The lack of sleep was taking a toll on her sanity and one little upset damsel in distress wouldn't stop her from catching a little shut eye.

The sound of shoes clicking against the red and black tiled floor made her anxious. Her fate was now decided and it wasn't a pretty one.

Next thing Rey knew, a hand slammed down onto the metal bench above her head. She gasped, her eyes shooting open. Ren loomed over, one leg propped on the bench and his jet black hair hanging in front of his face.

"What the fuck was that?!" Ren shouted. Rey's breathing grew rapidly by the second, her lungs stinging from the stale air entering her body so quickly.