I'm going a bit darker with this fanfic in the coming chapters, but still trying to keep the humor. I wanted to portray Rey character a bit different from all the seriousness I've been seeing on this sight. Who doesn't love a crazy goofball?
Chapter 3
It was the annoying sound of a birds chirping outside her window that woke her up. Slowly one eye opened to take in the oh so bright world of her bedroom as she wished for a second that the sun would just shut off. The sun light beamed through her open curtains that Rey was pretty sure she had not opened in almost a year. She liked falling asleep to darkness and waking up to it. Rey soon felt the world sidling as she realized her body was half hanging off the bed like almost every time she woke up as she barely shifted her body and gravity did the rest.
"shit shit shit!" she cursed as her right hand still on the bed grabbed at the sheet as it came right with her as Rey body hit the carpet ground As she let out a loud Oof! Her hip hitting the carpet as she head smacked the bottom open cubby of her nightstand rattling everything on it. As she laid on the ground as few of her POP! Figures that rocked at the hard hit fell right off begging her in the head rolling off to the ground around her.
Rey laid there for a moment as she tried to figure out when she came to bed. Slowly sitting up and rubbing the side of her head that hit the nightstand she looked to her large queen size bed with the fitted sheet and comforter rolling off the side with her falling body.
"What time did I come to bed?" she asked sitting on her floor wondering when the hell she got up here. A wide yawn escaped past her lips as she pressed the back of her hand to mouth as she tried to replay last night. She remembered leaving her shop…the bench…the sparkling stars as they laughed at her…then darkness. And did she fly at one point? As she sat on the floor her brain was slightly pulsating with a small headache as she was not fully awake yet. It always took Rey a good half hour to wake up and a big mug of black battery acid coffee to get her in a mood to deal with the world.
Lifting up her arms she stretched them high above her as she let out another yawn as she saw movement out of the corner of her eye as she saw her fluffy monster sitting on her bed.
"BB8 when did I come to bed?" she asked the cat who sat on the bed with a bored look. He looked away facing towards the open door as Rey slowly got to feet waddling to the bathroom for the call of nature. Yanking down her pants she sat on the toilet letting out a sigh with her eyes closed as she felt something watching her do her business. Opening her eyes she turned towards the door of the bathroom seeing a familiar orange and white cat sitting here in the middle of the doorway tail swishing back and forth as he just stared at her.
"Do you mind?" Rey asked the cat. BB8 did not move but continued to sit there and watch her with his large amber colored eyes. She had no idea why this cat did this. Just sit there and stare at her like she was doing the most disgusting thing in the world. At least she didn't shit in her flower pots like this asshole did. Both of them stared at each other for a long moment before BB8 just got up walking farther into the bathroom to sit in the middle of the room and just stare at her harder like he was upping the challenge.
"I think we have had this discussion before BB8." Rey said to the cat who just watched her. "I don't watch you do your business in my flower pots and you don't watch me. I thought we had a deal."
The cat did nothing but watched her closely as Rey rolled her eyes finishing up her morning business as she stepped to the sink as she began to wash her hands and brush her teeth. Standing at the sink she was busy brushing her teeth as she looked over her body in the mirror as she paused looking at her attire. Glancing down her body she was wearing her black tank top with a kitty wearing aviators and playing a 80 style piano keyboard and her worn down jean pants with holes in them. Hell she didn't even change when she crawled up here.
"When the hell did I go to bed?" she asked with mouth full of toothpaste as she glanced down to where BB8 was still watching her. "Did you see me come to bed last night?"
BB8 clearly bored with his human slave now stood up on all four paws and walked out of the room into the hallway of the upper level of the house. Rey began to brush her teeth once more as she tried her best to remember the night before everything went dark. She knew she was laying down on bench and somehow she willed her black out body to come upstairs. Rey began to feel her head hurt again as she tried to think of how she did it. not the first time she did something blacked out, but that mostly involved alcohol when that happened. She woke up in a person tree house once and had stolen all her old neighborhood garden gnomes and pink flamingos and had to no clue how she got up there with all of them.
After finishing cleaning up she took a quick shower as she shifted through her massive piles of clothes until she found a tank top and an oversized off the shoulder grey sweater and some black leggings. Slipping on her Unicorn faced slippers she headed downstairs to get some coffee in her as she came to kitchen another large yawn coming to her mouth as she loaded up her coffee maker as she heard a loud meow coming from behind her as she looked over her shoulder where BB8 was sitting next to his fancy glass bowls she had made for him a year ago.
"Oh shit your hungry? Sorry buddy." she said to the cat as she was quick to start her coffee maker as she walked over to a cupboard pulling out a can of cat food. Grabbing a spoon she walked over to where BB8 bowl was as he began to turn around in circles letting out a loud impatience meows that she wasn't feeding him fast enough. after loading up the bowl with his fancy feast she tossed the spoon into the sink and the can into the trash as she grabbed herself a coffee mug. BB8 hunched over his bowl eating his food as Rey smiled at him as she walked down the length of the counter as she picked up her phone seeing she had missed a few calls this morning.
One was send with a lovely death threat text messages at three in the morning. Rolling her eyes she pressed the call button placing the phone to her ear pulling the charger off as she walked to her fridge to get the creamer out. as the phone rang it was picked up after the third ring.
"What?" a groggy voice came on the other end sounding like they were on deaths door.
"Well you sound like shit." Rey laughed into the phone dumping her creamer into the mug.
"Oh, yeah, long night." The voice was strained like it was the most awful thing in the world for them to talk.
"You and Poe go out for a long night of drinking again?" Rey laughed.
"I officially hate tequila." Finn grumbled into the phone. Finnigan Marshall, one of Rey long time friends since they were in middle school, this man had been her co-piolet in almost all her adventures growing up and both of them had their own name plates over the two chairs that sat outside the principle office. Finn had helped Rey give Maz so many grey hairs it was stupid.
"You said that last time you drank it," Rey snickered grabbing the coffee pot to pour what was already brewed not wanting to wait for it to full up. "I think I remember you made me sworn a oath to keep you from drinking that again."
"That was four years ago when you actually came out with us." Finn groggy voice muttered into the phone. He sounded like he was going to literally Die at any moment.
"You know what makes a hangover better?" Rey said.
"Oh please don't sing the hangover song." Finn wined into the phone. 'I cant even handle the sound of my own voice."
Rey just snickered figuring Finn was suffering enough that he didn't have to listen to her crappy attempt to sing again.
"Where did you guys go?" she asked walking to the back door of her kitchen as she opened it walking out into her sun room grabbing a large empty juice container to fill it up to give her plants their daily dose of life. Setting her mug down on a table she walked back into her house to fill up the jug at the sink.
"Poe had to go to some stupid party for his company," Finn sighed into the phone, "I got bored waiting for him to get done with is client so I went to the bar and made some poor decisions."
"Oh Poe's super-secret company neither of you will tell me about?" Rey laughed. One thing about Poe Damion was that Rey was never really told on what he did for a living, she knew it had to do with travel as Poe would sometimes leave the country for a few days and return. Rey always suspected that Poe was a agent of the government but when she asked he just laughed saying he was an accountant for a large company called the Frist Order, Rey never liked to be lied too and tried to snoop around and found this company didn't exist. She would question Finn about it but he always seemed to derail her form the subject by waving something shinny in front of her face to distract her.
"Its not a super-secret company, just a accounting frim like I told you." Finn sighed out as his voice got distant as she could hear him talking to someone else. "No, its Rey-Bear. Go back to sleep you idiot."
"Send Poe my love and that I miss him." Rey said into the phone as she walked back into her sun room and began to dump the right amounts into the plants as Finn relayed the message to his long time boyfriend Poe.
"The he-devil grumbled his loves you too," Finn said in a weak voice before almost whispering, "When are you coming home?"
"Don't know, I will be passing Portland to head to New York for Rose grand opening." Rey said into the phone. "Maybe I will swing by and say hi."
"Oh shit I forgot that was this weekend." Finn hissed into the phone more at himself.
"Yeah your best friend will be in town so you better get all snazzy for me." Rey snickered dumping some water into another hanging pot.
"That might not be a good idea, Love." Finn said.
'Why not?" Rey asked brows coming together.
"Poe spotted one of Plutt goonies lurking around the old neighborhood the other day." Finn said as he let out a large yawn at the end of the sentence. "I sent an Email to Maz about it and she said to keep an eye out for that bastard."
"Well maybe we can meet somewhere else in town for breakfast." Rey said setting the jug down looking out of the glass windows at the wind blowing through the willow trees that hung over her yard as dark clouds seemed to be rolling in over her town. The coming weather seeming to fit the rolling mood that was racing into her.
"I'll let you know," Finn said, "Poe has to go to Japan for weekend for a meeting and I already told him I would go with him. I'm sorry love I totally forgot that you had that opening this weekend. It's been a crazy last few months for both of us."
"Oh its okay," Rey said trying not to show her sadness in her voice. "I understand, you been wanting to go to Japan for a while."
"Oh please don't do that to me." Finn said into the phone.
"Do what?" Rey said quickly.
"Your tone of voice," Finn said with a sad sigh, "You're Disappointed, please don't be mad at me."
"I'm not mad." Rey said with a forced laugh. "Just miss you, well I miss everyone. I just want to be around human beings that don't make me want to rip my ears off when they speak."
"What?" Finn voice became distant again as he must have turned to talk to Poe again. "You sure? Okay I'll ask her."
Rey waited as Finn turned back to her on the phone.
"How about this, Love." Finn said quickly. "Next weekend both Poe and I are free, how about we go up to his cabin near Moosehead Lake? Spend the weekend up there?"
Rey let out a heavy sigh as she crossed her free arm under her breast as she thought about it.
"Yeah sure, I think I can do that." Rey said her voice getting slightly happier. "I don't have anything else going on in my life. I'll meet you guys up there on Friday? I'll show you my mad new BBQ skills."
"I want to enjoy my weekend with you please," Finn laughed on the other end, "Not hanging over the damn toilet with food poisoning."
"NO COOKING!" Rey could hear Poe voice yelling in the background. "She is not allowed to even look at my god damn grill! I still have a something stuck in my gut from the last time she cooked for us."
"What? I'm getting better." Rey said picking up her coffee again to take a sip.
"When pigs fly." Finn snickered. 'Well love, I'm going to go and get a few more hours of sleep. We leave super early in the morning. I'll call you tonight?'
"Yeah, I should answer I just have a few more things to add to a sculpture and I'm done." Rey said before taking another drink of her coffee walking to the sunroom glass door as she swung it open walking out into the cold air of the storm that was mostly likely coming from the ocean.
"Send me pictures, love you Rey-bear." Finn said.
"Love you too," She said into the phone hanging up as she looked down at the screen at Finn name.
God she hated this, she hated that she was so far away from her friends, she hated the fact that she was in hiding. She hated the man that put her in this position. She was about to toss her phone out of anger as she let out a loud annoyed sigh walking towards one of her many patio tables sitting down as she set her mug down before her tossing her phone down.
Holding her mug of coffee between her fingers she slowly turned it by the handle watching the coffee sway back and forth. Her mind wondered off to darker times as she could almost hear that rat bastard laughing in the back of her head. a frown grew on her face as she wished to the stars that she could just stab him in heart with a fork.
This man Plutt had fucked her life up, and all because she told him no. If only she had the balls to run to Maz when he first came to her shop in Portland Maine she knew that Maz would have done everything in her power to take care of that Drug lord. Rey looked to her left arm as she grabbed her sleeve of her thick sweater rolling it up to look at the large scar of burnt skin that she would never be able to get rid of as she ran her fingers over it remembering the pain of that day.
A meow knocked her out of her dark thoughts as she looked up suddenly to see BB8 sitting on the table before her. he stared hard at her before letting out another loud meow as if telling her to knock it off on where her mind had went. Rey pulled her sleeve back down as she reached out to run her fingers over his head as he turned into it loving it when she scratched him behind the ear.
"Thanks Buddy," she said with a small smile. "You sure do know when to turn up at the best and worst time of my day."
He gave her another loud meow before standing on all four paws turning to walk towards the end of the table jumping off to walk down the stairs and into the empty garden. Rey knew that she needed to get her sculptures done and get them in the back of her truck and down to New York by tomorrow night.
She was still sad that Finn and Poe wouldn't be able to make it to the opening but she was happy to spend a weekend with them up at Poe cabin. Jumping up from the table she walked back into the house to top off her coffee as she made her way back to the shop.
Right as she was opening the large doors a familiar annoying voice called out to her.
"REY!" a snappy voice came up.
"Oh just what I need this morning." Rey hissed yanking the door open with one hand. on cue a head popped over the fence as Rey looked towards the old woman seeing her perfect curly grey hair on top of her old wrinkly head.
"Before you start getting on me I promise you this is the last day I am in my shop for a while," Rey said sipping her coffee shoving the other large metal door open.
"Who was your friend last night?' the woman asked. Rey finished shoving the door open as she looked up to the woman face that was barely peeking over the fence staring hard at her.
"What friend?" Rey asked her quickly.
"Last night, well this morning around four, I saw him leaving your house when I was taking some of my dogs for a early morning walk." She said quickly.
"Who? What?" Rey said looking to her house then back to the woman quickly. "I didn't have anyone at my house last night!"
"Oh don't lie to me, I saw him. He was a taller fella and I didn't get a good view at what he looked like. It was too dark," the woman said with a snicker, "He left your house and walked to a large SUV parked out on the street and drove off quickly."
"Your fucking seeing things," Rey snapped at her. "I didn't have anyone here at my house last night, I would remember if I had a man over!"
"Oh I saw a man leave your house early this morning," The woman said, "I was beginning that you would never bring a man home."
"I didn't bring a man home you old bat!" Rey snapped. "I was working on my damn art till like two or something in the morning and then passed out on the…"
Rey looked to where the large bench was sitting in her huge empty garden as she felt her brows come together as she tried to remember last night better. She had sat down on the bench, then as darkness was flowing in she could have sworn she heard someone talking to her and strong arms around her.
"Holy shit," Rey snapped out bringing a hand to her mouth as she looked to the old lady. "You sure you didn't get a better look at him? was he older have a fat belly or anything?"
"He wasn't fat that I could tell, but a very tall man, I couldn't tell if he had hair or not he was dressed in all black and like I said got into the SUV and drove off." the woman said.
Rey stood there feeling slightly panicked that someone had come into her back yard and moved her to into the house, but who? Who would have done that? Rey turned to look at the large house on the other side of her as she was pretty sure that her moody neighbor wouldn't have done it.
Right?
He hated her and wanted nothing to do with her. He had already told her that even if her house was burning down he wouldn't do a damn thing. So…there was no way that it could have been him. So who the hell was it that came to her rescue last night? Rey felt a pulsating pain behind her eyes as she pressed her finger and thumb of her free hand to the bridge of her nose as she tried to calm her panicking mind down. She knew that Plutt had no idea where she was, she was one hundred and ninety percent sure. The house she lived in was under another random person name and Rey knew that no one but old people lived in this town.
"So who was he?" The crazy annoying lady asked.
"A fucking alien okay?" Rey snapped at her not wanting to talk to her anymore. "I've been seeing an Alien overlord and we are planning world domination."
Rey turned quickly walking into her shop wanting to get away from the woman as she felt a ping of fear rush up her spine as she wanted to call Maz and make sure that Plutt was really gone. If the bastard found out where she lived she was fucked. But another thought passed her brain as she tilted her head at it.
IF he did know where she was and sent one of his goonies why didn't they just take her last night. That bastard had sworn revenge of the worst possible way on her which is why she was in hiding. Rey sipped on her coffee as she walked to her where her finished sculptures were as she began to think maybe it wasn't one of Plutt goonies and it shifted back to her moody neighbor. He did have a good view into her back yard, maybe he saw her pass out on the bench and came and took her inside to keep her from freezing to death last night.
Whoever it was made sure that she was safe last night as she looked out of her shop door thinking of going to talk to him. before she could stop herself she walked out of her shop and through her garden to a wooden gate on the side of her house as she walked across his lawn up to his door. Coming to the front door she was quick to ring the doorbell as she waited. A few minutes passed as she rang it again waiting.
The house sat silent as Rey figured that he must not have been home. Turning away from the door she walked across his large lawn back to her property to get her sculptures done. She was on a time crunch and needed to get the last one finished and boxed up and on it way to Rose.
…..
Nothing could be heard in the cement room beside some heavy breathing. A dim light hung over a figure that was strapped down to a chair as a dark bag was over his head. his arms and legs bound to the chair by tight knots as his chest rose and fell fast as slight whimpering came from under the bag. His head slightly dropped down as his hands gripped the end of the chair almost all white from the lack of blood.
Just then a loud clicking rang in the room as the man jumped in his seat his head turning back an forth under the bag as the old metal door to the cement room was pulled open. He couldn't see anything past the thick black bag as he heard the foot steps of whoever it was holding his captive in the room. he wailed out into the gag tied hard around his head holding a large cotton ball in his mouth.
He could hear the footsteps moving around him as he could tell there was more than one person in the room with him. he tried to fling the bag off his head but the drawstrings at the end was tied tight around his neck to keep it from coming off. he felt someone pull at the string yanking the bag off quickly as his eyes blinked rapidly at the sudden brightness of the light over him. His eyes trying to adjust to the light as he looked around him then towards someone standing before him hands in his pockets of his dark grey dress pants. He wore a perfectly pressed button up shirt and dark grey vest that matched his pants. Running down his chest and tucked into his vest was a blood red tie tied in a fancy knot under his collar.
His cold blue eyes staring hard at the man as his face held no emotion on them as his head was slightly tipped back looking down a upon this man with a slight disgust in his face towards him. his perfectly combed red hair sat on his head as he watched this man struggle in the chair wailing into his gag at him.
"So," the red head said taking a step towards the bound man before a cruel smile formed over his lips. "You have enough time to rethink about that past statement to us? Because if not we have other ways of getting you to talk."
The man screamed into his gag as the red head did nothing as something cold and sharp slipped down the man cheek causing him to jump forgetting that there was another person in the room as the rope gag was sliced away. The man head dropped forwards spitting out the cotton ball that was sucking up all the moisture in his mouth. He coughed and gaged a few time as he glared up at the man standing before him with a mocking smile on his lips clearly enjoying this man being in pain.
"Fuck you," the man hissed with a horsed voice, "I wont tell you son's of a bitches anything."
"Oh I don't think that's a wise decision on your part," the Red head snickered in a amused voice. "if I was in your position I would be spilling my guts about every little detail about where your pathetic little group you call a Mob is hiding what we want. I know for a fucking fact that you and your little friends high jacket that truck last Sunday and ran off with a very expensive painting that belongs to one of our best clients."
"I wont tell you anything!" the man yelled at him. "I'm not a snitch! I'm not afraid of you."
"Do you have any idea on who I am?" The red head in a bored manner at the bound man pulling his left hand out of his pocket to look at his watch as if counting the minutes.
"I don't care who you are! I wont tell you anything because I don't know anything about that damn art work that went missing!" the man yelled.
"Well either you are playing stupid or we need to introduce ourselves." The red head snickered before placing his left hand to his chest.
"The name is Hux," he said with a wide smile as the snarling loo on the mans face was suddenly whipped clean as instant fear rolled over his face.
"Hux?" The man whispered out his hands gripping the chair tighter. "As in with…"
"Yes that Hux with you know who." Hux snickered before waving a hand behind the bound man. "And this is my partner who has come to join this Dead Man's party for the evening. Seems when I said I had a hard talker we made a bet on seeing how long it would take for him to make you squeal like the little piglet you are."
At that the man in the chair slowly turned his head to the side to look over his shoulder to see who was behind him. Leaning up against the cement wall the tall dark haired man was wearing a leather jacket that sat open as he wore a love ridding v-neck shirt under it. he sported black jeans and all black converse shoes. He had his thumbs hooked on the rim of his jean pockets as a slow smile seemed to grow over his lips at the fear that began to race through the bound man eyes. His breathing became quicker. He knew who this man was. He had heard all the stories about him and this monster basically scared the crap out of the boogeyman. Just then a hand grabbed him at the back of the neck gripping his hair tight as he was forced to look back at the cold blue eyes of Hux standing over him now.
"So are you going to talk to me willingly or am I going to need ask my partner here to show you the fine arts of torture?" Hux hissed down at his face. "Where is the painting?"
"I-I-" the man stuttered as he got one last ounce of courage race through him as he spit right up into Hux face. Hux wasn't fazed by it turning his head away to lift his free arm to wipe away the spit the grip on the man hair tightening.
"OH and here I thought I was going to have a boring night." Hux laughed down at him before looking over to the man in the corner. "You want to start this dance?"
The man pushed off the wall take two long steps to suddenly be standing over the man in the chair as he gave him a wide smile. He lifted up one hand to reach into his leather jacket to pull out a blade as he ran a thumb over the sharp part slowly.
"Never thought you would ask." His deep voice came out of his smiling lips. "been needing to test out my new skinning knife for a while. I was going to use it on my neighbor's cat but I think you should do me the honors of being my first guinea pig." He wore a smile but his cold dark eyes said something else. Something much more evil and deadlier. The man in he chair began to jerk back and forth in one last effort to get free. Soon screaming began to echo out of the open door and down the long hallway that was dimly lit as the man pleads for mercy grew higher pitched and filled with pure pain.
….
Rey was busy stuffing and taping bubble wrap around her sculptures as she was getting them ready to go into the large crates. The only problem now was that these damn things were just to heavy for her now. she had moved one to a crate and almost ate shit dropping it. Rey let out an annoyed sigh as she rubbed the back of her neck tilting it back and forth feeling the knot growing on her shoulders.
She had forgotten how heavy glass could get as she stepped back from the first one she was wrapping that was sitting in its small wooden crate. She looked over to the other six other large glass pieces as she felt her face twist and she was inwardly kicking herself for making them so damn big.
She needed some extra muscles and someone to help her lower them into the crates and then help her load them onto her truck.
Her head turned towards the open doors of the shop as she felt a smile grow over her face suddenly knowing where she could get some muscles and enjoy watching them in motion as they lifted up the heavy glass.
And he got home last night.
Rey had watched his house for any lights on to go over and ask him if he was the one that had put her in the house and wanted to say thank-you. Even though she was a little peeved that the fucker did it, she understood why. Rey tossed her rolled of tape down as she walked out of her shop through her large garden towards the gate to go see if she could sweet talk Mr. Angry Pants into helping her out once more.
She walked up the wooden steps like she had done so many times before in the last week of driving him nuts as she came to a stop before his door reaching out to ring the doorbell. Placing her hands behind her back she swayed on her both of her feet waiting as she waited a long moment before reaching up to ring the door bell once more.
"What do you want?" a voice called out to her causing her to jump as she turned in the direction of it looking off the porch seeing her neighbor standing on his driveway. He was wearing black t-shirt and faded black jeans as he had a rag in his hands as he was cleaning something off them. Rey smiled at him as she skipped down the porch towards him to come to a stop at the railing over looking his wife driveway.
"Well howdy neighbor," she smiled at him. 'Where you been?"
"You honestly think I'm going to tell you?" he huffed at her. "If you're here to pitch that shitty idea of yours my answer is still the same"
She watched him turn away from the porch walking towards a door open on the side of his garage.
'No I came to pitch you another request!" she said quickly going down the porch to another set of steps to catch up with his long strides.
"Beat it Ferret." He said over his shoulder.
"But I need you right now! Like really really badly." she called to him as he came to a stop turning back towards her. A slight smile on his lips looking her up and down.
"Sorry Ferret, you're not my type. But thanks for considering me." He snickered.
"Okay first off," Rey said placing one hand on her hips glaring at him playfully waving a finger at him. "How ruuuuude, that is not how you talk to your best friend. But if You wanna play that game. I hope after you fall off that high horse your riding and you hit ever damn rock while rolling down your Mount Ego. You only got your looks going for you because any woman would clearly need to be an A-Class idiot to fall for that venom dipped charm of yours and that's if they survive the unhappy negative seventy degree aura you have orbiting around you."
"And Secondly," she said quickly before he could snap at her. "I don't want you like that Ewwww and I know that came out totally wrong on my part. But I want to exploit those thick muscles your packing around on your arms that look like they haven't had their work out today."
He stood there staring at her as he only let out a loud laugh as a wide smile came across his lips as he had a look on his face a pure amusement as he walked back towards her coming to a stop just maybe a foot away from her. Rey head tilted up to look at him as she actually puffed out her chest ready for anything this man had to attack back with holding her chin up high.
"Have you ever thought that maybe the reason you don't have any friends or that people avoid you like the plague is that you never shut the fuck up?" he asked her a smile still on his lips.
"Crossed my mind a few time," she said shrugging her shoulders waving a hand before him like it was old news. "But I'm entirely bonkers and over the bend most days so its kind of normal I scare people away. But I need you right now really bad because I am wimp."
She quickly lifted her hand to give his thick arm a good squeeze before he could stop her.
"Yes, those will do nicely." She said with a smile squeezing and poking his muscled arms. He looked to where she was poking him then back to the odd girl standing before him before he could only let out a small huff before stepping back from her to run a frustrated hand through his hair pushing it back as he stared at her.
"God why are you are so fucking annoying." He said a half smile on his lips shaking his head at her. 'What the fuck do I have to do to get you to leave me the hell alone?"
"Well you're smiling right now so that means your enjoying my company just a little bit." She said lifting her hand to hold her thumb and finger apart by like half and inch.
"That's it, I don't have time for this." he snapped as Rey was ready for anything but what she wasn't ready for was his quick movement as he dropped to one knee wrapping one of his arms around her legs to bring them tight together as Rey whole world shifted as she let up a yelp getting tossed over his shoulder like a pack of potatoes. Rey tried to push herself up gripping the back of his pants trying hard not to actually grab his ass as she wiggled as hard as she could to get free, finding this man was a hellava lot stronger then her.
"Put me down!" she tried to act serious but could only laugh. He crossed his large yard quickly as he came to where their property lines were as he bounced her quickly off his shoulder before Rey world spun again and she landed on her ass bouncing once on the grass.
"Ouchie!" Rey hissed at the stinging pain in her ass now. She looked up to see the man standing over her as his dark eyes glared at her. She had seen some nasty looks from him in the last week but this one was the most haunting and terrifying one she gotten yet.
"This is my last fucking warning," he snapped down at her. "You keep your fucking psycho ass on your property. No more bribes or trying to get me to be your friend, I tolerated for a while because it was amusing at first now all I want to do is knock that pretty little head of your clean round. Stay the fuck off my land and away from me. If you don't I promise you that no one will ever fucking find your body."
Rey stared up at him as she was rubbing her back as she gave a big pout up at him sticking her bottom lip out.
"You think I'm pretty?" she said. She thought she saw rage in his eyes before, but the gates of hell opened up behind his dark eyes as his fist closed at his side tight clearly fighting the urge to lunge at her and strangle her to death.
"Okay okay I'm sorry I will stay off your property and wont darken your doorway ever again!" she said scrambling to her feet holding her hands up. "All I wanted was some help with moving some large sculptures I made that I need to get down to New York for a gallery opening. I was an idiot and made them too heavy. You're the only muscles I know right now. But I'll figure it out myself I guess."
He didn't say anything as he turned walking away from where their front yards met as Rey had to bite her lips feeling the need to keep hounding him as she watched him walk across his yard in long strides as she let out a heavy sigh. Walking to her open gate she rubbed her ass knowing she was going to be feeling that pain in the morning.
Walking back into her shop she came to stand before her sculptures as she let out another heavy sigh wondering what she was going to do. Rubbing the back of her neck she decided it was all up to her as she finished stuffing the news paper and bubble wrap into the one that already had her glass work in it. sealing off the lid she grabbed her dolly as she was careful to shove it under the box and wheel it out of her shop and towards her long bed truck.
"I really wish I had Popeyes power with a few cans of spinach right now." she muttered to herself as she bent down grabbing the box as best as she could as she had to stretch her arms as far as she could to get a good grip as her chin came to rest on the edge of the box.
"And we lift with the legs." she said with a few deep breaths before she tried to lift the heavy Box up. Rey was indeed a weakling. She was able to lift the box up slightly as it was just to damn heavy. Why the hell did she have to make them this big? And how are earth was she going to pick up the reef one when it came to that. dropping the box back down Rey took a step back as she leaned up against her truck out of breath as she tried to think of another way to get this thing into her truck without killing the precious artwork inside.
She looked around her garden as she thought of a using a rope and throwing it over a tree and hoisting the damn things up over her truck. But she didn't have a tree limb to use. The only ones that would work were along her fence line and her garden was in the way of getting her truck over there.
"Well shit," she hissed out looking to the large wooden box. She then decided that she would make a ramp. That might work. But the problem she would still have to face was lifting the glass pieces into the crates. She didn't have a way to do that!
Rey sat down on the box placing her hands to her chin resting her elbows on her knees as she tried to think. Her fingers tapped on her cheeks as she started to hate the fact that she worked with such a delicate medium of art. She bet that guy Rose was all giddy about, Mylo whatever had a easy time with his stupid canvas's.
This was when she wished she had more actual friends that lived closer to her, she could have had a team of people help her and shit would be done. If she couldn't move her art work it looked like she was going to have to skip out on the gallery opening. Which she was not looking forwards to making that phone call. Even more so the day before it opened. She had to get them down to Rose tonight but she had no way of doing that and Maz had told her that no one should know where she was. If she called anyone it would be Finn and Poe, but she knew they were both on their way to Japan right now.
Standing up she walked back into her shops as she picked up her phone to call Rose. She hit the dial number as she placed the phone to her ear and waited. She walked over to where one of her large sculpture was and ran her finger over the smooth glass. Rose didn't answer as heard it going to voicemail.
"This is Rose Tico, please leave me a brief message and number and I will get back to you as quick as I can." Rose cheerful voice came onto the phone as she heard it peep to let her known when it was good to leave a message.
"Hey, its Rey, um, I don't know how to put this but I cant seem to pick up my glass work on my own, and I don't have any way of getting help because, well you know, I just can't. if I can figure out a way to get them loaded up in my truck tonight I promise to drive all night to get there but I will let you know. I'm sorry to do this to you the day before the gallery opening but I promise to make it up to you. Bye." Rey said as she pulled the phone away from her ear to hit the end button. Grumbling a few curse words to herself Rey looked back at the sculptures wondering why she was such a perfectionist when it came to them and why the hell she didn't stop herself from making them so damn heavy.
Just then there was a loud whistle echoed behind her making her jump almost out of her skin for how loud it was in the shop. Flipping around she found the last person she thought she would see standing at the open doors of her shop. His face held no emotion as she saw him lift up BB8 once more by the back of the neck holding it out towards her.
BB8 let out a meow legs dangling as she looked to where her evil neighbor stood eyes hard on her.
"I'm not letting this son of a bitch go until you take him." he snapped. "He seems to think my garage is a jungle gym and took a nice shit on one of my cars right in front of me."
Rey let out a heavy sigh as she walked towards him shoving her phone into her back pocket as she grabbed BB8 from his large hand to wrap her arms around him to keep him from getting lose again.
"Thanks, won't happen again." She muttered in a soft voice cradling her huge cat in her arms walking past her neighbor not looking him in the eye. She walked back towards her house her frown growing as she was fighting not to cry at the moment because all that hard work and she fucked herself over in the end. this was supposed to be her chance to get back out there in the world. She was well known for her glass work and ever since shit went south with Plutt she had gone underground. She missed showing her beautiful work to people. It was her way of expressing herself and a way to show people into how her crazy mind worked.
The sound of her truck hinges squeaking caught her attention as she came to a stop turning around to see her neighbor had set large crate down on the bed of her truck as he walked up along he side of it as he shoved the box all the way to the front of the truck bed.
"What are you doing?" she called over to him. he seemed to ignore her turning to walk back into her shop as she literally chucked BB8 airborne over her shoulder running back to her shop to make sure he wasn't going to do anything out of anger to her beautiful art work. Running into her shop she saw him walking towards one of her sculptures that was half wrapped up dropping a large crate next to it.
"What are you doing?" she asked him again.
"Kind of a shitty move to let your friend Rose down the day before the gallery opening isn't it?" he said looking over to her. "Get over here and fucking help me load these things up before I change my mind."
Rey mouth dropped open at that as she slowly walked into the shop towards where he stood near her glass work eyeing him closely.
"Are you okay?' she asked him cautiously.
"Either you pick this thing up with me or I leave." He snapped at her. Rey let up an inward squeal a smile plastering on her face as she walked over to the other side of her glass work as they both bent over at the same time grabbing under the glass work to pick it up at the same time to move it into the crate.
Forty minutes later her neighbor slammed the door to the truck bed shut all the crates loaded up as he was indeed Mr. Muscles and Boy did Rey enjoy watching them ripple across his arms as he picked the boxes up. Not a talker though. She tired to strike up a conversation but he said maybe two words, well more like demands, to her.
"Thank you." She said after he shut the tailgate. He sent her a glance before nodding his head almost reluctantly before turning to leave.
"You know you remind me of an avocado." Rey said out quickly leaning up against her truck as he came to a stop turning around to give her a odd look at her words. "All rough on the outside but nice and gooey on the inside."
"I am far from an avocado there Ferret." He said almost with a laugh shaking his head turning to walk through her garden to her open gate on the side of her house. "Count this as your one freebie of pity help from me."
"Want to stay for a beer?" she called out to him. "I have a some steaks we can grill up if you like!"
"I'm not cooking for you!" he yelled back to her not turning around. "fucking learn that shit yourself."
"Well can I at least get your name?" she yelled. "I don't want to keep call you Angry Chimp Ear man forever!"
He only sent her the nice middle finger as he walked through her open gate and disappearing as she snickered to herself.
"Yeah he's a good guy," she said with a wide smile to pull out her phone still staring at the gate. "I told you I would get you to come to my side sooner or later. Sucks I forgot to tell him thank you for rescuing me the night before." Looking to her phone she let out a whistle seeing she had almost thirty missed calls from Rose and kicked herself for having her phone on silent as she called back Rose running to her house to lock up and grab her suitcase. Once telling Rose she was on her way Rey pulled out of the back of her property locking the gate as she made her way down the long alleyway to get this show on the road.
Dark eyes watched from an upstairs window as Rey truck drove down the alleyway. Lifting up a glass of whiskey to take a quick sip he felt his back pocket buzzed as he pulled his phone out seeing it was a number he could not ignore.
"What the target?" he asked into the phone turning away from the window to walk down his dark hallway.
"Greg Simmons. Word is he will be attending that gallery opening. He's a big fan of that Glass artist whose work will be displayed there." A thick British accent came on the other end. "Make sure he breathes his last breath that night, Kylo.."
The phone line went dead as Kylo dropped his phone from his ear to shove it in his back pocket again and bringing the glass of whiskey to his lips once more downing the rest in one go as he walked deeper into the darkness of his house.
Looks like his peaceful weekend with out his crazy female neighbor was just botched.
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I wonder how rey gonna take seeing Kylo at the gallery. Should be fun. *insert evil laugh*
