After shutting out Ben, Rey can't help but think that she made the wrong choice. She is constantly told by her friends that things will get better after Luke's death, but she isn't mourning Luke, she's Ben.
After Rey shut him out Ben went on ruling...
I look out at the water through the window of my cabin. It ripples as a bird dives its beak in, to get its dinner. I sit up a little straighter trying to meditate. But, the noise from the mess hall are already seeping up through the corridors and through the open door to my room. I stand up wiping away my tears, which over the past three months have become a constant accessory. I slip on my sandals and straighten my tunic. I look in the mirror of my vanity and use a tissue to wipe the tip of my red nose and then rub it with some cream. Once my face is free of any evidence of my constant sadness, I turn and walk through the door.
I walk down the hallway passing the new recruits and some old fighters. As I pass people turn and stare changing their topic of conversation to me. I have turned from a lonely little scavenger with no friends, into someone that most of the galaxy knows. All because of him.
No Rey. We don't think about him. We keep our eyes in front of us not behind. Keep looking forward and eventually he will just disappear.
If only it could happen sooner. I can't keep having this internal debate with myself about him. He obviously doesn't care about me so I should really just forget him. Forget him. If only it were that easy. It's hard to forget someone when everywhere you go there is someone talking about them. About how evil he is. Or about how many people he has killed. Or about how they can't believe someone could be related to General Organa, and be that awful.
It makes me want to scream. As much as I want to forget him and agree with them I know it's not true. He isn't evil but no one will see him in that light. No one here is capable of seeing the gray that he taught me to see. The gray that I didn't notice until it waste late. No one is truly ever just evil. There is always good in someone and a true hero can see that good. That light. And as much as I hate it, I see that light in him. The same way he sees the darkness in me.
I reach the mess hall and wait in line to get my dinner. I make my way to the table where Finn, Poe, Chewie, and Kaydel are sitting. I take my seat next to Konnie and eat in silence. I honestly have not talked much to anyone over the last three months. I keep to myself. I meditate, I train, I think about him. That is pretty much all I do now. Everyone thinks I am still mourning Luke but they don't understand that this has nothing to do with him. They think they know what's going on in my mind. But they really have no idea. The guesses they make show their lack of understanding of the force and how human emotions work in general.
I get up and clear my plate, leaving it with the cleaning droids. I make my way to the training room that has all of my equipment in it. This base is extremely old. It was used as a conciliate for the Jedi Order during the times of the old republic.
With our new recruits also came major financial support from different systems, who secretly wanted to be rid of The First Order. So we re-did the entire base which included updating the old training room for me to use. When the Jedi left here they must have not known they wouldn't becoming back because the various collections of lightsabers and ancient texts are remarkable. I have used every single saber that I could find so far, there must have been over 300 different ones. My favorite is a a violent purple saber that is distressed like his. It feels balanced in my hand almost as good as the Skywalker Saber, that I am still trying to fix. I grab the purple saber and turn on the training simulation holograms. I fight against ten soldiers knocking them all out shortly after starting. For at least another hour I train. I kick, punch, slash, and stab at the holograms. After slicing them all down one by one I place the saber back on the wall. I proceed to the middle pf the floor where I begin to meditate.After a few minutes I begin to feel a pull in my stomach, with is an all to familiar sensation. Before I can attempt to block it, I feel his presence behind me.
"What's wrong Rey?" He asks softly. His voice sounds like warm chocolate or honey. It's so smooth it glides into my ears.
I stand up and turn around to face him, "People keep telling me they know me. No one does."
I walks closer and raps his arms around me.
"But I do."
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I finally wrote it!!!! After yesterday's trailer I have just been fingerling so this seemed appropriate. I hope you all like it. I felt that those lines from the third trailer went so well with the plot of my story I just had to include them. I hope you all liked it!! Please comment, follow, and vote. Also if you want go check out my other stories!!! I am going to include the ascetic for this story below because I forgot to include it in the opening page. Which I know has been almost two months since I published. Sorry about that, but I am here now for all your Reylo needs (See I already included a hug. That is more than Lucasfilm has given you in two movies).
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