The Dark Side Of The Light

Chapter Five

One Year Later

Rey's POV

I woke up in the small hut I had been living in for a year, my heart had been racing and tears had been streaming down my face because of a nightmare. I had been having this nightmare for a month or two now, and it was only getting worse. I stood up quickly and put on a sweater, not caring that I was still in my pajamas and walk over to Ben's hut.

Ben was the only person in the academy that I could trust completely, so whenever something like this happened I always went to him. I knocked on the door quietly, after a few moments, he opened the door.

"Hey," he said quietly, looking down at me as he yawned.

Ben's POV

I opened the door to my hut as quietly as I possibly could have. I knew exactly who it was before I even opened the door. It was Rey. She had been coming to my hut almost every night for the past two months in tears, telling me about her nightmares, and how there was a voice telling her to join the first order, over the past year, Rey and I had grown quite close and I was worried about her.

"Hey," I said to her softly.

"Hi," she said shakily, wiping the tears from her cheek using the sleeve of one of the sweaters she had taken from me.

"Wanna come in?" I asked her quietly.

She nodded and I grabbed her hand gently and we walked inside my hut, I closed the door behind us. She sat down on my bed and I sat beside her.

"Nightmares?" I asked her quietly.

"Yeah, same as always," she replied with a sad sort of smile.

I nodded, I really wanted to stop the nightmares that plagued her, but I didn't know how and it had been killing me to see her this way, suffering in silence.

"Rey, you need to tell Luke about the nightmares and the voice." I said to her quietly, I had been suggesting this to her every night. And every night her response was the same.

"Ben, I can't tell him about the voice or the nightmares," she replied quietly. "And you promised that you wouldn't tell him either."

I sighed quietly, she was right I had promised her that I wouldn't tell Uncle Luke about Rey's nightmares, and I knew that if I told him about the voice that had been tempting Rey, she would never forgive me, and I couldn't lose her.

"Fine, I won't tell him," I replied quietly.

Rey looked up at me, her eyes were red and puffy, her face splotchy from crying. Her dark green eyes had once been so bright and so full of happiness and hope, but now they were filled with sadness, lost hope and fear. It killed me to see her like this. The once bright, happy girl I had met a year ago, was now the same girl who was silently screaming for help.