Rey
Finn wiped a tear from my eye. I had been gone for too long. We ran up the endless stairs, going to the entrance of the oscillator.
Finn smashed in a few buttons, and the door opened. I didn't move.
"Rey! We need to go!" He pulled at my wrist. I shook my head and pointed.
Han was standing, back to us, with someone in front of him. A massive clunk sounded and I could tell who it was.
"Ben…" I muttered. "Finn. We need to wait for Han. I'm not losing either of you again."
Finn nodded, turning back to face them. I could just barely hear them talking, listening to them through the force.
"I know what I have to do but I don't have the strength to do it," Ben paused, clearly struggling with an invisible force. "Will you help me?"Han replied. "Yes. Anything."
Kylo pulled something from his belt, holding it waist level. Han reached out his hand, holding it too.
Ben. Please. I begged. He looked up at me, pleading. The light from the sun was almost gone now, making the already dim room darker.
A crimson blade impaled the man closest to us. I screamed. Han reached up, touching his son's face. Ben- Kylo retracted his lightsaber and Han fell into the endless pit. Kylo stood alone now.
Chewbacca groaned and pulled the trigger on his bowcaster. Kylo grunted, falling to his knees. He looked up at me, discusted with himself, pleading me to help. I shook my head in disbelief, zoning out. Han was gone.
A soft hand grabbed me and pulled me back to reality. Chewbacca had pushed the detonation button to the bombs he had placed around; the whole room beeped.
"Rey, we need to leave, NOW!" Finn grabbed my other arm. Chewie grumbled in agreement. I pulled my hand free and pointed at the groaning man behind us.
"We're not leaving without him! Chewie, please, let go and help me!"
"Rey, he kidnapped you! He imprisoned you! Why do you want to help him?!" Finn exclaimed.
"He may have kidnapped me, but you don't know him like I do," I retorted. "Help me. Chewie, you knew him as Ben. Please help him!"
Chewbacca groaned and let go of me. He raced back down the steps.
"Oh come on!" Finn flung his hands in the air. "Do you love him or something? Did you fall in love with that killer?" He stopped. I stuttered.
"Actually Finn, yes I did," I felt horrible.
"I don't know you anymore, Rey. You've changed," Finn stepped back from me. What had I done?
"Finn. I still need you. You're my friend. I'm sorry!" My voice wavered. He shook his head.
Chewie wailed, breaking our conversation. He held Kylo in his arms as he ran up the stairs. The man groaned as he held his palm against his side. He looked at me and closed his eyes. He parted his lips and mouthed something.
'I'm sorry," he lipped at me. I looked away.