Aversion - Simon ''Ghost'' Riley x Reader

Chapter 18

[Ghost]

The whiteboard makes a loud thud sound as I send it crashing down the floor.

The second Y/N slammed the door behind her, I knew i fucked up.

I'm rubbing my hands over my face. Bloody fucking hell.

I didn't have any intention to touch her or cause her any of the harm, like I did.

I crossed a line. But she was way too persistent, I couldn't hold myself back any longer.

The regret sets in once I lower myself slowly to sit back behind my desk, looking at the whiteboard on the floor.

The worst part was: She was right. We had to reconsider our approach, but I wasn't ready to even discuss the possibility of having her on the field.

We have only been researching for two weeks, though I understand the haste, it wasn't a good call strategically to just recklessly track down Vince and capture him.
Lacking significant knowledge about his business, and potentially, his associates adding to the uncertainty.

No, tracking down the cargo was step one. And then, I would consider the idea of going after whoever or whatever we find.

Honestly, my first idea would be to have Soap go with me instead of y/n.

Not that even considering y/n to join me on the field is still an option right now. I am pretty sure she won't ever speak to me again.

I sigh loudly as I lean back in my chair. I gotta make this up to her, maybe if I try even harder to find a lead. Maybe I can convince her to join again.

Or can I ask Soap to talk to her? She seems way more fond of him anyway, and he tends to be somewhat gentler or milder in comparison to me.. Luckily.

Maybe I should just apologize for putting my hands on her. God, if she goes to Price with this he will chew my ass for sure. And if he won't, I'm pretty sure she will.

I know I said she can't take a man twice her size, but I know she can land some mean punches. Always felt bad for the training dummy when she was in a bad mood.

Right, let's do the right thing and talk to her. Honestly, I guess I deserve some critical hits coming my way.

I stand up from my chair as I hear footsteps rushing down the hallway.

My door swings open as it bangs loud against the wall.

Soap has his hand placed on the door as he is panting, trying to catch his breath.

His eyes are widened as he looks at me, panicked.

''Y/n isn't here?'' He utters in between breaths.

''Jesus Johnny..'' I narrow my eyes at him, a bit taken aback by the way he is looking.

''What the hell do you come barging in for? And no.. she uhm, left.'' I growl as I look away.

Soap breathes loudly through his mouth, his left hand closed as he seems to be clenching something.

My eyebrow rises as my gaze snaps back at him. ''Bloody hell, calm down. What's the matter?'' My tone carries a sense of concern as I look at him.

Soap takes a deep breath. Then he holds his left hand out in front of him.

Y/N's locket drops down, as it swings on the chain Soap holds with just his thumb and index finger.

My eyes widen, my brain working overtime to comprehend what he is insinuating.