Rey's Pov:

"Come on Rey," My new friend Phasma told me as I was sobbing inside the Falcon. "It's time to start your husband's funeral." Those words sent knives through my heart. I had married Finn about a year ago and our lives were perfect. We loved each other more than anything and everything was going perfect, until his ship crashed.

Him and his best pal Poe Dameron were on a short business trip when out of nowhere, their ship crashed. Poe made it out alive, but Finn was not so lucky. Phasma and her husband Hux had seen the crash and had tried to help save him but it was too late. I couldn't stop thinking about all the words that I never got to tell him. All the dreams we talked about but now, could never happen. The family we wanted to have together, but now could never have.

"Rey, you can't stay in there forever." Phasma yelled from outside the falcon. I knew I couldn't stay here forever but thats all I wanted to do. I didn't want to eat, sleep, or talk to anyone. I just wanted to sit and cry. I thought about Finn and what he would have wanted me to do if he was here. He wouldn't have wanted me to do this to myself. He would have wanted me to move on and be happy. I just didn't feel like I could be happy anymore without him here.

I finally heard Phasma walk onto the ship. "Oh honey, come here. It's gonna be alright." She came over and wrapped me in a large embrace. Phasma was like a mother to me. I had only known her for about a week now, but she had comforted me and helped me so much throughout this time.

My mother died when I was little and my father was never home, so I grew up not knowing much about what having a real family was like. Finn was the only friend I had growing up. I got bullied all the time because I was small, and different. I never dressed up in fancy dresses, or even tried to act ladylike. I preferred to run around and play sports, or build things. I especially got bullied by this one kid who hated me. He was a horrible boy who stole from people and got into fights with kids on the playground.

He always picked on me the most though; I never understood why. He never hurt me physically like he did to the others, but his words hurt me much more than any punch could have. I fought against him one time and ended up slicing a huge gash across his face with a scrap piece of metal that I was holding onto at the time. It gave him a huge scar that I was forever proud of. He stopped picking on me after that, and he also seemed to make more of an effort not to mess with me. Finn was the only person whom I had told about my situation and the only person who had tried to get to know me.

We eventually grew up to love each other as more than just friends. Now that he was gone my heart was empty. I had no family and the only friend I had besides Finn was Poe. I now had Phasma and her husband Hux as well which was nice, but it still did not fill up that place in my heart that Finn once did.

After about 20 minutes, Phasma got up and took my hand to drag me outside. I had no energy to fight her on it so I sluggishly followed behind her. There was a small crowd of people standing around the dirt that he had been buried under. I saw his family, Poe, Hux, and off to the side was a tall, pale man with dark hair. He wore a hooded cape, his head hanging down towards the ground. He was mysterious. I didn't know who he was, but I didn't care.

When I finally stood in front of his grave, I read the words engraved on the stone. "R.I.P Finn. Cheerful, loyal friend and husband". My heart tore into more pieces than it was already in. The service dragged on for what felt like an eternity. When it was finally over and everyone had left, I fell to my knees, putting my hands up to my face to hide the tears that started streaming down my cheeks like an endless waterfall. The clouds were darkening, and it soon started to pour. As it started to get darker, I looked around to see if Phasma was anywhere in sight.

I looked over and noticed her at the foot of the Falcon talking to the stranger in black whom I had seen earlier. She turned around and noticed that I had been staring at her. I quickly spun around to look back at the dark, lavish sky, hoping she didn't notice. I then heard footsteps walking towards me, quickly assuming that it was Phasma.

"Rey?" A deep, calm voice asked.

I turned around to see who had called my name. It was the man I had seen earlier at the funeral, but this time his hood was down. Seeing him clearly now I could see that he had deep, dark onyx eyes and a very long, large scar that stretched from the top of his right cheek, down towards his neck. He had a strange sort of attractiveness to him. Baffling, really. I didn't know him, but he certainly knew me.

"Rey," He said again, kneeling next to me in the rain."I have been talking with Phasma. She and I were thinking about how you are going to need a place to stay for the winter. Soon it will be too cold on this planet to get a ship in the air. From what she told me, your ship has no fuel and you are very low on supplies. You need a place to stay. I am here to offer you a home. A home with me."

I looked at him puzzled, with puffy, red eyes from bawling. Why would he offer me a home? I didn't know this man at all. There must be strings attached to this. I wasn't about to become someone's slave or bed-mate just for shelter. After a few minutes of silence, I finally managed to say something back to him.

"I don't want to become your slave." I whispered, my voice cracking.

"I'm not asking you to be my slave. I am offering you a place to stay. No strings attached and when spring comes I will fly you home." I pondered over the question for a minute. As much as I wanted to sit in the Millennium Falcon forever, I knew I would freeze to death. I hated to admit it, but this obscure stranger was right. I had almost no supplies and almost no fuel that even if I managed to get off the planet before winter hit, I wouldn't have enough fuel to get anywhere.

"Can I think about it tonight?" I muttered.

"Yes, You can tell Phasma your answer in the morning and she'll come and tell me." He said as he stood up.

"Thank you." I said so quietly that I was surprised he heard it. He nodded and walked away before I quickly whirled around and yelled to him. "Hey, I didn't catch your name?" He paused for a moment before sternly answering back.

"Kylo. Kylo Ren." He replied before he briskly walked away.

My eyes grew wide with shock as I realized who I had just spoken to. Kylo Ren. He was the ruler of the galaxy and he had just offered me shelter? I had never met him before, neither had I even seen his face, but he was talked about everywhere and feared by all. I had heard stories from people about the endless lives he had taken, and the amount of pain he had caused to families of all kinds. I started to panic. What if he wanted to use me? Or even worse?

I ran onto the ship to find Phasma. "Phasma! Phasma where are you?" I yelled around, panicked. She finally stepped out of one of the rooms on the ship.

"Rey? What's wrong, dear? You look as pale as a ghost."

"W-what's wrong? Kylo Ren! The ruler of the galaxy?! The most evil man out there. Has just asked me, ME! Out of all the people in the galaxy to ...to stay with him in his house for shelter during the winter months."

"Yes I know, he asked me if it would be a good idea to ask you and I said yes." She casually replied.

"B-b-but why?" My voice broke in the middle of the sentence from all the crying. I was on the verge of weeping again in fear that something terrible would happen to me.

"Rey, I know for a fact that he is not going to hurt you, and I advise you to take his offer. Winter is just around the corner, and I know you can't admit it but you have no family to go back to. You were basically an orphan on Jakku. You told me so yourself, you had no mother, and your dad was never home. You need a place for the winter or you will freeze to death. He said he would take you back home in the spring. Take the offer, and if you still wish to return to Jakku in the spring he will take you." She said.

I felt my heart crack into a million pieces as I fell to my knees in fear, sorrow, and despair. As much as I hated it, I knew she was right. I would have to accept this proposal, there was nothing else left for me to do. I made up my mind to accept it. I didn't know what his plan for me would be, but I was a nobody with no one else to turn to but him. I had no other options.

I stood up and wiped the tears off my face. "I will accept his offer." I said trying to be strong.

"Good. I'll tell him tomorrow. Hux and I live just down the road from his place so we will come by and check on you when we're able to."

After Phasma left, I retired to the small bedroom I had on the ship and packed the few things I had into my satchel. I cried myself to sleep that night as all the thoughts and things that had happened that day so quickly dazzled through my mind.

The next day I woke up with red puffy eyes due to crying myself to sleep the night before. I got dressed, grabbed my stuff, and met Kylo and Phasma outside. I walked over to Phasma, rubbing my eyes. "Good morning, Rey. I hope you slept well." I gave her a weak smile.

"Kylo's house is not far away at all so you'll be walking. He thought it might be good for the both of you to get to know each other a little since you'll be spending a whole winter under the same roof."

"Oh, Alright." Any other day I would have been fine with walking, but today I was so tired. I had not had a good nights rest this past week at all. Not to mention I had barely eaten anything for the past few days. I had no money to pay for food, and I was trying to stretch out the food I did have to last as long as possible. I had been living off of one meal a day for the past two weeks. When I was younger I was able to go days with only eating one quarter portion, and I never went more than one day without any food completely. I didn't think twice about eating since I was so grieved. I was so depressed I couldn't eat and I knew that at some point I would pay the consequences for not taking care of my body better. I had gotten so lost in my thoughts on food that I hadn't noticed both Phasma and Kylo were calling my name.

"Rey, come on, you need to go!" Phasma yelled to me.

"Coming!" I grabbed my satchel and quickly walked over to Kylo and Phasma.

"Goodbye Rey, I'll check on you when I can and don't worry about a thing, you're going to be fine."

"Thank you Phasma, for everything." She hugged me and then went on her way. I turned around to face Kylo who had been waiting for me. "You ready?" He asked.

"Yep!" I said trying to sound positive, but failing.

We walked silently through the green, eerie forest. After walking for ages, I finally had enough of the awkward silence and had to say something.

"What will I be doing?" I asked curiously.

"What do you mean?" He questioned.

"What will I be forced to do for you? Clean, make you dinner?" I paused for a moment to think of other ideas. "Please you?" He shuddered at the last part of the sentence.

"I don't intend on forcing you to do anything for me, and you may do what you please. I have offered you safe shelter, food, and warmth for free. It's up to you what you would like to do in that time while you're staying with me."

I stopped walking to look at him.

"Why are you even doing this for me? You don't even know me."

He shrugged as he continued walking.

"I have my reasons." He replied inexplicable.

We walked in silence for a few more minutes until I started to get light headed. I started walking slower, but Kylo seemed deep in thought and didn't seem to notice. I stopped walking when I got to a tree I could lean on, breathing slowly and heavily while I leaned there for support. The world around me was spinning in circles, and my vision couldn't focus. My eyes were starting to droop, and eventually everything felt like it wasn't there. Kylo looked over and noticed me getting very dizzy. His face had an expression of panic as I started to fall to the ground.

"Rey? REY!"