Chapter 34

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[Y/N]

I don't know what I expected him to say, what I wanted him to say.

At Least he finally acknowledged my abilities, that counts for something. He won't get away with downplaying my skills anymore.

But the pit in my stomach tells me that wasn't the problem.

He doesn't love you. He doesn't care for you.

Night's growl keeps playing over and over in my mind. Maybe a part of me wanted the confirmation that there is something between us.

I mean, is there? And do I really want it to be?

I clench my locket as I barge through the halls of the base. A heavy sigh exiting my mouth.
Forgive me, Four.

I am not ready for romance, what am I even thinking? I can literally feel the guilt setting in.

I should be glad it turned out this way. I should be.

Instead I just feel a nausea in my stomach, along with a cold sweat forming down my back.

The heavy door creaks as I step into the armory. Soap is just hoisting himself in his vest as he sees me enter.

''And, did he approve?''

I gulp. Right, I told Soap I would ask Ghost ,if he was awake, if I could accompany him as we hunt down the attacker.

''I..I didn't get to ask. He wasn't awake.'' I lie, in an attempt not to have to tell him why I didn't ask him.

Soap looks at me as he nods. ''I see, I guess that's a good thing. He needs all the rest he can get.''

He grunts as he stands up, making sure everything is in place.

''Means you need to armor down Lass, no going behind Ghosts back.'' He says firmly without looking up.

I can tell he is happy I am not joining, and still adamant I won't.

''Come on..'' I grunt annoyed as I stare at the ceiling. ''We can't let this lead run cold!''

''Not this again, y/n. You're not in top shape anyway.'' Soap sighs as he shakes his head. ''Someone else will accompany me. It will be alright.''

I actually don't have the energy to fight him on this. My head hurts due to the talk with Ghost and it immediately tells me I have to indeed take it a bit more easy.

It's quiet between us as I take off my attachments. The clinging of the metal echoes in the room. Whatever I take down, Soap adds to his until my vest is empty.

''Soap..'' I say slowly as I take my vest down to station it.

''Do you.. think Ghost cares for me?''

The words just spill out of my mouth. I don't know why I am even asking this. I guess the question burns deeper within me than I'd like to admit.

Soaps head immediately jolts upwards, meeting my gaze. I can tell he is fighting a smirk, but then his expression turns soft. Like he feels bad for me.
''Night got to you, didn't he?''

I shrug. Trying to play it off. But with things like this, there is no fooling Soap.

He walks over to me as he grabs both of my shoulders.

''Y/n. Ghost cares deeply about you, we all do. Don't let that traitor's lies get to you.''

I feel my cheeks heat up again, as I try to look away.

''He doesn't say he does.'' I mutter, sounding like an annoyed child.

If it was anyone but Soap, I would just die of embarrassment right on the spot.

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