Where's My Love • A Reylo Story

Just Come Home

(TW: Depression, Suicidal Thoughts, Self-harm reference)

JULY 2020

Another round of sobbing came and went. It's what she'd been doing for the past... 34 minutes and she couldn't stop. The pounding in her head, the ache in her chest... it still wouldn't go away. All she could do was sit in her car and play back in her head what happened in the past hour.

At first when Doctor Dameron revealed the body to her, all she saw was Ben. Saw the dark eyebrows and full lips. But when she looked closer and really analyzed the face, it was easy to tell that it wasn't him.

Some facial features were similar, like the sharpness of the jaw line or a larger nose. But the body missed many more things unique to Ben like the several moles that were scattered around his face and his ears which stuck out a little farther out than normal, which she loved.

Rey loved Ben's ears even if he despised them. They were his soft spot, and she could spend hours on hours with him in her lap just playing with his ears.

The sobbing began as soon as her brain verified that it wasn't her Ben dead on the table. The tears weren't ones of sadness, but of immense relief.

Her Ben wasn't dead. He wasn't dead as far as she knew, but maybe someone else did.

It took a while for her to gather herself just enough so she'd be able to drive. Of course rush hour was just starting so it took longer than usual to get home, which especially wasn't convenient for Rey right now. Even as she drove the tears flowed down her cheeks and dropped onto her lap where Ben's faded words still rested.

She thought maybe if she had some kind of closure with Ben that it would help. It wouldn't cure her of heartbreak of course - nothing would - but it would still be nice. Like if there was a grave she could visit or even to just say goodbye and I love you one last time. Rey didn't want to, but she couldn't help but hate Ben a little bit for leaving her behind without a last word. It didn't matter though, the amount of love for him in her body cancelled it out millions of times.

She was mad because... who knows where'd they be right now? Well, they'd be married for sure. But would they have moved into a bigger house? Would they be talking of having kids, of raising a family? Would Ben finally come to his senses and quit his job he so desperately despised? Rey didn't know. And maybe she never would.

As she drove, her thoughts led her to yet another memory of her and Ben from a couple weeks before he left.

DECEMBER 2019

"F-fuck!" Ben cursed as he pounded her from behind.

Rey groaned into the pillow her face was stuffed into at the feeling of Ben's cock dragging along her inner walls.

"Shit Ben, I'm so close..."

Ben only grunted in response and leaned down to kiss behind her shoulders. He wasn't merciful, as he continued to hammer her, the tip hitting her cervix.

"Oh my god, yes... that's it... fuck baby I'm so fucking close."

At her words, Ben reached around to her front to rub rapidly at her clit. The stimulation made it all too much and she leaned easily.