Six years ago, Rey Adams thought she had finally life figured out. Having broken away from her past, her life is irrevocably altered when she meets, a man who is the first person to treat her with kindness and respect. Six years later they're engage...
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Having run a red light while traveling down the main stretch off Main Street didn't seem to faze Rey until she pulled alongside the safety of the curb just outside her house. Or had it been a stop sign? Then again, it could have very well been both. Her foot pressed on the break a little harder than necessary, bringing the Suburban to an abrupt stop and jerking her upper body slightly forward along with it.
No, this house was Finn and Hux's, she admitted enviously to herself with a frown.
Her house was supposed to have been the cute little Cape Cod bungalow that she and Poe would've been sharing as it was the day they would have come back from their honeymoon. The same house where her more significant belongings had been kept that hadn't been packed away in cardboard boxes with the word JUNK written dramatically in black, permanent sharpie.
Now, since the meeting with Maz it was obvious that a majority of those belongings would inevitably be joining the rest in storage as well. But that was the least of her worries within the clustered-fuck of a mess she could call thoughts.
What she couldn't comprehend was how in the hell there had been a million dollars sitting right under her nose and never had the slightest clue about it being there. Most importantly, why was Poe sitting on such a significantly large sum of money without feeling the need to tell her about it?
A million and one thoughts rushed through the nerve endings within her mind desperately, searching for the million and one reasons to answer the million and one questions that only seemed to come up unanswered with every possible prospect she could consider. For the entire ten-minute drive home her mind had been engulfed by the deafening sounds of a raging war: so loud it fell near in comparison to that of a freight train traveling full speed ahead into a tunnel. Its echo easily drowned out the rhythm of whatever songs had been playing on the radio.
Now, that she was safely parked she finally managed to take a breath, she considered the fact she even made it home in one piece was certainly a miracle of its own. Everything, from the moment she left the small plaza downtown where Maz's firm had been located to the porch's wood flooring she was currently standing on, had been in a fog.
Rey snorted, acknowledging what should've been a horrifying thought that she didn't even remember leaving her vehicle just a few seconds ago. Somehow, her feet managed to take over while her brain suffered a momentary lapse. Otherwise, there was a possibility that she would've spent a majority of the evening in her front seat, staring absentmindedly at her dashboard.
Rey sighed heavily. After having endured so much within a two-week time span she couldn't have been certain if she was even capable of keeping her shit together for no longer than five minutes at this point. It was certainly a given that she had to be prepared to answer the onslaught of questions that Hux and Finn were sure to have for her – or rather Finn's alone.
