T(H)RUST - Ghost x Reader

Chapter 13

You have no idea how long you sit in the car. It feels like forever. From the sound of traffic, you can tell you have gotten out on a highway. This will not end well. You can't possibly make your way out of this alive. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. You feel the already existing knot in your stomach tighten and your hands grow sweaty. It gets harder to breathe the further you drive, and you start to hyperventilate. Your mind starts racing, thinking of every horrible thing these men can do to you.

Then you feel a finger nudging your side and you jump slightly.

"It's me." Ghost has moved closer to you since no one strapped you in. He has managed to reach you with his hands still behind his back, and he is gently stroking your side. "We'll be fine."

"No talking!" one of the men shouts, making you jump again.

"You've fucking terrified her, let me comfort her or I'll beat your head in." Ghost barks back at him.

"Maricón." the man huffs.

Ghost resumes stroking your side.

"Deep breaths, in.. and out." he says, moving his finger up and down respectively, and you try to match your breathing to the pace of his strokes. You feel yourself slowly being able to breathe well again and you are able to calm down just a tiny bit.

Soon after, you feel the car slowing down and the sound of the highway slowly disappears behind you. The ride gets bumpier and bumpier as time goes by and you feel yourself tense up, nervous about arriving at whatever the destination is. Eventually, the car comes to a stop. You can hear one of the windows being rolled down. One of the men, presumably the driver, speaks in Spanish to someone outside the car, and you can hear them laughing. Then the car starts rolling again, and you drive for a short while, until stopping again. This time you can hear the men get out of the car, and the doors at the back open before they pull out you and Ghost.

You try your hardest to not stumble and fall over as you are being dragged around by the man holding you. Walking without being able to see where you put your feet is nerve-wracking, and your legs are not particularly steady from the night before. You come to a stop, then you hear a door open and you are being pushed forward. As you step forward you feel your foot hit the doorstep and you almost fall over, and the man holding you jerks your arm, it hurts. You pass through three different doors, down a staircase, and then through another door before coming to a halt, then you can hear the door close behind you. The sound of chairs scraping against the floor startles you. You feel the front edge of a chair hit the back of your knees and you are pushed down by the man holding you. Your arms are put over the back of the chair, and you feel another set of arms, they are large, it has to be Ghost. The men tie your arms to the chairs, and you feel the burning pain of the rope being tied tightly.

The pillowcase is removed from your head and you have to blink to adjust to the light in the room, even if it isn't particularly bright. The room is empty, except for the chairs you and Ghost are sitting on. You can't see the door and you heard it close behind you so you assume it's on the other side of the room. There are some tube lights hanging from the roof, one of them is flickering on and off. You can't see any windows and it doesn't seem like there are any at all in the room, which is to be expected as you walked downstairs to get into the room, probably located in a basement.

"I've heard your reputation, Ghost." a man says behind you. It's not one of the guys from the cars. " 'If you see him, you're already dead'."

Does he have a reputation? For killing people? You have never heard about it before. You know he has killed, he did when you were at the hangar and probably in Russia too, but you don't know to what extent. That's another thing you realize you have no idea about, his career before you met him, he could have done anything, and you wouldn't know.