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A knock.

A steady knock that woke Rey from her terrorising thoughts that would make at least some people flinch in fear and shock.

Lowering her eyelids a little, Rey felt her eyes adjust to the dark quite quickly - before she knew it, she was wide awake.

Wide awake, hungry and thirsty. She hadn't eaten or drunk in days - maybe weeks, she didn't know.

This is scary. And as you will see, it's the work of a certain bastard.

She didn't care. He was gone, and she now knew her life was not worth living. It was hopeless, everlasting sadness would creep through her veins and drown her until she was very much dead.

Considering who he was, he didn't deserve a day.

Looking down at her body, Rey wasn't that shocked when she saw her ribcage poking out of her pale skin, she wasn't surprised to see how shaky her knees were becoming.

Ok, even if it was someone worth mourning, this is way too far. Get therapy, girl.

She was surprised that she was alive. That she had enough room in her body to breathe.

Slowly picking up her robe, she wrapped it around her tightly, making sure that she covered every bit of her chest and stomach.

WHAM!

Was that common sense striking her head?

The knocks were getting louder, harder and much more impatient as she carefully strode to her door - her bunny slippers clicking as she walked across the wooden flooring.

Then the voice boomed across the corridors, filling her ears, making her scrunch her eyes up in pain.

"REY! Open up! I know you're in there! I don't care if it's 11pm! I need to see you! REY! Come on girl!"

And this is Finn, Bearer of Common Sense.

Muffling her coughs, Rey finally got to the door - with much help from the walls as she painfully staggered over.

Pulling the door fiercely open, Rey came face to face with Finn, also known as Finn Storm.

His face was still handsome, his dark skin shining brightly in the moonlight and what seemed to look like sweat.

Ok, that's funny.

"What do you want?" Rey said coldly, looking at him through half lidded eyes as he frowned at her.

"Don't play games Rey, I know what's going on and I'm going to put it right." Finn answered, his eyes narrowed at her. "Now can I please come in?"

Ok, being rude in this case might be excusable.

Her eyes also narrowed, almost mockingly as she stood her ground. Not moving an inch.

"No. You're a nuisance. Now leave me alone." Rey replied, turning away from him to walk into her house - using her connection with the force to shut the door.

So, this is canon? Which means... Rey has been mourning a sociopath for ten fucking years and regards Finn as a nuisance. Canon Rey might not have been the sharpest person in regards of relationships, but she was never this bad, ever. Also, Finn picked Storm for a surname? Not buying it. He is not proud of what he was.

If only Finn-fucking-Storm hadn't stepped in right at the minute she had turned her back, then maybe she, Rey would have gone to sleep perfectly that night.

Of course, life wasn't perfect. In her case, it was the exact opposite, the exact opposite indeed.

Well, don't walk into a cage and act like if it's locked, idiot.

"Why didn't you answer my letters? My calls? Anything?!" Finn whispered in her ear, his harsh breath hitting her ear.

Surprisingly, she smirked a little. Amused at her friends tone with her, as if she was a naughty child. Fascinating.

Gotta flaunt that Palpatine bloodline.

"Are you the only one who cared? Do you even care actually? Or are you here to make fun of me and what I'm like?" She snapped at him, before walking away into her lounge, her fists clenched angrily.

No, he is not the only one who cared, and never pretended to be, unlike your precious Kylo. And that's because he actually cares about you.

Finn watched her in awe, his cheeks heating up as he watched her stalk into her lounge, her cheeks also red, however in her case with anger.

Why is SHE mad? It's almost as if we are supposed to hate her!

Finally remembering he had two feet, Finn chased after her, stopping dead when he saw that she was lying down on her couch - her robe opened a little to reveal her whole body to him.

Although, most men would have taken the chance to look at Rey’s body, Finn gazed down upon it with fear in his eyes.

Accurate. Everything about her is scary.

Her bones…They showed through her skin, it made her look like a skeleton that had been ripped apart.

"God damn Rey…" He murmured, sinking to his knees when he had rushed over to look at her.

"GOD DAMN YOU REY!" He yelled, placing his hand over her stomach - not even bothering to look up as he felt fresh tears prick at the corners of his eye.

Poor Finn. And Rey. How much was she gaslit by the stupid Dyad and Kylo? Why does that thing exist, Disney?

"It's not as bad as it looks…" He heard her stammer, weak from all the walking she had done probably.

It's even worse.

He growled at her, giving her the most steely look he could muster before looking down at her with sympathetic eyes again.

"It looks bad to me…For god sake Rey…You've got to get over him! He's dead! He wouldn't want you doing this to your-"

Finn is wrong here. Kylo was a narcissistic sociopath who would totally want this. Because he only cares about being loved in spite of his crimes, not anyone.

"Don't tell me what he would want me to do! You don't understand him like I do!" Rey growled back, her eyes glazed over with fury at him.

Shut the fuck up! If you understood him, you would spit on his grave! He manipulated you into being blind into everything around you!

Finn felt his mouth close in shock as he stared up at her, the pure rage in her eyes making him shrink back into a little baby in fear of his mother.

Then his rage finally settled in, and his pride. Rey had hit him where it hurt, his heart and pride.

"So you say that Kylo would want to see you like this? That's bullshit!" He retorted, his gaze cutting the silence between them both.

It is plausible, but Kylo is not the center of the world. I know what Finn is doing, because in this case the truth, that Kylo was a waste of Rey's time, would not be believed.

Rey gasped as she felt the strong fingers of Finn’s touch her bones again, the coldness of it all sending shivers down her spine.

"Peanut…" She whispered, getting used to the now soothing cold of Finn’s fingers.

He looked up at her, his eyebrow arched questioningly - waiting for her to go on.

"I love-" She coughed, light blood trickling down the corners of mouth, down her neck, into her black bra.

Finn felt as if butterflies were flying around in every human part of his body, this was unbelievable. A crush that lasted ten years? What a world record.

"I love Kylo, so much. I can't get over him…Even after ten years after his death. It's," She coughed again. "Impossible."

Ok. I don't need to explain why in my series the Force Dyad is nothing more than a creation of the Dark One, who is worse than Palpatine. The whole idea of isolating a woman from anyone who would actually give a shit about her and see no life outside of an abusive, genocidal criminal, through soul magic is nothing short of pure evil.

Ah, always a catch though isn't there? He loved her, but she didn't, couldn't love him.

Why would she? He is not powerful, white or sociopathic. Fucking Dyad.

"It's not impossible Rey…" He reached down to grab something out of his sports bag that was left on the floor after he had suddenly rushed in.

He tightly smiled at her, his one eye gleaming with fake happiness that made her frown for some reason.

"You just love him. And that's a good thing."

I know he wants her to be happy, but with Kylo? There is no way, NO way she can EVER be happy. If she ever gets pleasure by Kylo, it will be like that of a drug. Looks great, but is fake and causes a destructive addiction.

"Obviously not to you." She replied weakly, her hand gripping onto his as she tried her best to breathe.

Or to you. Finn is lying here.

This is not true love, this is an obsession with an abuser.

He felt his eyes shut and his ears clog up, this wasn't exactly the way he had planned on saying this. This wasn't the way he wanted it.

He wasn't ready, he had to deny it all. Anything to get her off his back, to make her not see the truth.

"What are you talking about eh?" He pulled the wipe out of his bag, before dabbing it over her mouth and neck.

"Nothing…" She murmured into the pillow that she had placed over her face. Anything to hide the tears.

Rey, it's ok to cry. It's nowhere near as pathetic as pining over an abuser's carcass for ten years!

Finn got up, his face masked by an emotional barrier as he tried his hardest to find the kitchen.

When managing to find it, Finn instantly looked through her fridge, eyeing the food with delicious excitement, seeing something that he thought Rey would like -he pulled out cheese, tomatoes, ham and butter out.

Whilst managing to make her a sandwich - he of course had almost forgotten that he needed bread - Finn then looked through her cupboards to find her lemongrass tea packets.

He didn't have to search long like he had hoped he would, the cupboards were packed with the packets, in almost every nook and cranny.

At long last, he was done with everything that had to be done:

A tray to carry the food? Check. The sandwich? Check. The tea which took forever? Check.

Tip toeing out of the kitchen, he was surprised that she was now properly dressed in his old ‘the resistance’ basketball jersey. He was shocked that it still fit, after 10 years and all - it should have grown too small for her.

Too big, you mean. And Rey finally grew her spine back?

Except there she was, looking at him with soft, curious eyes that made his heart beat race.

Placing the tray down beside her, he sat down on the chair opposite of her. Eyes watching her seriously.

"Eat up Rey." He commanded, pointing at the food as if it had done an offence to him.

He saw her hand twitch a little, then turn back into it's normal state. As did her eyes, looking at him as though he was insane.

"I'm not hungry." Rey responded in her usual monotone voice.

"Oh yeah? And I don't love shouting "REY!!!!"" Finn stopped when he saw a small smile come to her face.

True. He deserves more than doing that. Actually, he deserves to be the only protagonist in the Sequels, because Rey did a brilliant job abusing him and defending Kylo, but that's beside the point.

Sorry, this fic just shows and exaggerates everything wrong about her.

Smirking himself, he pushed the tray further towards her - making her cringe and look at him.

"Boom. I made you smile." He grinned. "Now, eat."

Her frown deepened before she finally looked away, acting as if she wasn't interested whatsoever.

"Rey, please. If you don't wanna do it for yourself. Do it for me!" He found himself almost yelling at her.

This version cares only about her precious abuser. She makes canon Rey look like the epitome of sanity!

Grabbing her arm, he turned her to make her face look at him.

Finn, no need to be physical.

"Please." He whispered through gritted teeth, ignoring the pain that was being drilled into his teeth.

Rey felt something hard had hit her in her already broken heart, as she watched the pleading in Finn eyes.

The look that Kylo had given her when he was just about to die…He hadn't even said he loved her.

Because he never did.

Damn him. Damn him to fucking hell.

Kylo? Please tell me this is about Kylo.

So she took the sandwich in her hands, trembling as she took the first bite and the first swallow. Almost choking at the delicious flavours that were satisfying her taste buds.

Then she lost it.

Her eyes started to water, and for the first time in ten years.

She broke down crying in Finn’s arms as he held her to his broad muscular chest, comforting her with the best warmth he could give.

And she was grateful. Because he cared.

You know, I would not spork this, as the result is satisfying... but there is going to be a dealbreaker.

Finn felt the crying stop, looking down he saw her sleeping figure slumped against his chest.

That's when he made the promise. The promise that he would NEVER go back on.

"I may not be like Kylo…Hell, I know I'm not Kylo…" He whispered in her ear, holding her close to his chest.

And that's really good, Finn. Don't pretend he is better than you.

Soft liquid fell in Rey's hair as Finn looked once more down at her, tears of happiness, or was it sadness? His tears dropped freely into her wild bangs of hair, making her hair go a little curly at the ends.

"But I'll try to be like him Rey…I swear to God I'll try…Because." He softly kissed her forehead, not her cheeks, not her neck, not her hand and certainly not her lips…

...

DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE, FIC, IMPLY THAT FINN BECOMING LIKE KYLO IS AN IMPROVEMENT, IN ANY SHAPE OR FORM! DON'T PROMISE REY YOU WILL DROP TO THE ABUSIVE BASTARD'S LEVEL!

You deserve better than this, Finn. You deserve way better than this.

"Those lips only belong to him eh? Lucky idiot." He chuckled weakly as her figure tried to get more warmth from his chest.

He was really lucky the Force bent backwards to reward him for his actions.

"I love you Rey…"

"Kylo…" She whispered in her sleep, sighing at the name.

Ok, I can't hate her anymore. She is a pitful, pitful being, worse than a drug addict here.

That was also the first time Finn felt his heart break because of a woman.

"Yeah…" He nodded, his tears now mixing with each other to create a tearful waterfall that was casting down his cheeks. "Kylo…" He murmured the last word before kissing her on the forehead again.

"I may not be him at all…But I'll always love you like him."

BWHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

That was not true love! Fighting each other several times? Calling her nobody? Throwing her into trees? Only smiling at her because she kept giving him exactly what he wanted, despite deserving nothing but hate? Invading her privacy through the stupid fucking Dyad? Death threats in the face of rejection? Attempted murder when she says no? Rey saying she didn't want this, but nooo, she was stuck through the Dyad until she accepted him after neglecting and hitting Finn for no fucking reason?

Even Ben becoming like Finn and giving his life for her? The least he could do really. I am against suicide, but he was not worth living. Shame he escaped worse consequences.

The worst part is that this is only tagged as Finnrey. And it's supposed to follow canon.

_Fin_(IS a pun)

Sorry, was busy laughing at the idea that whatever Rey had with Kylo was true love in any shape or form. Anidala and Bella x Edward were less toxic than Reylo. Heck, Chernobyl might be less toxic.