Aversion - Simon ''Ghost'' Riley x Reader

Chapter 26

She sighs as her head hits the pillow again. Her memories of what happened seem to swarm her mind.

I exhale loudly through my nose. A long silence follows.
''How do you feel?'' I finally ask.

''Like i was run over.''

''You sure look it.''

''Gee, Thanks.''

''My pleasure.''

A smile creeps up on y/n's face and I can't help but feel a sense of relief. But then her smile quickly fades as her head turns towards me, eyes pleading.

I know immediately what she wants to ask.

Before I can open my mouth, she speaks first.

''Just tell me she is alive..'' Her voice filled with emotion, her eyes searching for mine.

I sigh, meeting her gaze. ''She is, but it's critical y/n.. the doctors are trying everything..but we don't know-..''

''I swear to God I will kill him if Sarah dies.''

''In your state? Don't even think about it.''

''Where is he? and Vince?''

I stay quiet. She doesn't need to know we have Night and lost Vince. She would just want to dart off and take matters into her own hands. Like she always does.

My silence makes her grow impatient as her eyebrows furrow.

''Ghost..'' She says a bit more sternly.

''It doesn't matter Y/N. Your orders are to stay in this bed.'' I bark.

Y/n grunts as she looks up at the ceiling. ''I'm not going after them.''

''Yes, and I am the King of England.''

''God, you haven't changed a bit.''

''Sadly, neither did you.'' I let the words hang heavy, as I am disappointed to still see her stubborn behavior. Surprised? No. But she has to see at some point that I made the right call to not let her go after Vince as my gut told me he had something in mind for her. And I was right. And since I still feel that way, I can only assume he isn't giving up on her any time soon.

''In this case. I have every right.'' Y/ns head turns again to my direction. Her eyes are determined, and also a bit surprised as she picks up on my disappointment.

''Like Hell you do.'' I growl frustrated. ''This is no longer your battle against Vince. He took one of our teammembers to fucking brainwash, so he has the whole 141 coming for him.''

Y/n stays quiet, like she is contemplating what to say next.

''I don't want that.'' She whispers after a while.

My eyebrow shoots up in surprise. ''What the fuck do you mean you dont want that?''

Y/n swallows as she turns her head away from me. She is hesitating.

''Spit it out.'' I command, my eyes burning into her. Her silence is infuriating me.

Or maybe I'm boiling because I already suspect what she is about to say.

Y/n sighs, picking up on my anger. ''Look..I..I don't want to drag anyone further into this. I want my revenge on Vince and that be it.''

I scoff, shaking my head. My momentum knocks my chair backwards as I stand up too quickly. My anger flaring up as I pace at the back of her bed, heavily gesturing with my hands.

"Of course! Of course Y/N. Let's have this conversation AGAIN.'' I snap.
I want to hold back, considering her weak state, but I can't.

''Shall I give him a call? You can fight him right here right now. I will hold your bloody IV.''

My voice drips with sarcasm. In the corner of my eye I see y/n flinching as I send another empty chair flying across the room with my right hand.

''Can you calm THE FUCK down!?'' Y/n yells back, matching my anger and frustration as the chair clatters on the floor. She grunts a bit as she sits up in the bed, holding her broken ribs with her hand. Her heart monitor starts beeping a bit quicker.

''You DARE to tell me to calm down!?'' Im enraged, my breathing quickening as I turn my body to face Y/n. My finger shakes in anticipation as I point at her.
''Do you have ANY IDEA how close you were to dying if it wasn't for US!?''

''All i know is that SARAH could be dying because of ME!''

''Oh, so killing yourself would help her? Great idea, y/n.''

''I'm not killing myself.''

''You're suggesting a suicide mission, y/n.''

''WELL MAYBE I AM PREPARED TO DIE!'' Y/n yells at the top of her lungs, she pants heavily after uttering the words. Her cheeks flared up. Her heart monitor was beeping at top speed, but now it slowly steadies again.

The words hang heavy in the air. I am dumbfounded. For the first time in a while, I'm at a loss for words. But don't get me wrong, my anger is very much present. Growing by the second.

I glance over y/n. She isn't looking at me, still panting and wheezing a bit as she clenches her ribs. But her eyes have turned sad.

''What the fuck did you just say?'' I growl at her. Not wanting to believe she could utter something so stupid. ''You'd die to get your revenge? are you fucking kidding me right now?''

Y/n scoffs. ''That's my decision, isn't it.'' she says coldly.

It takes all my self control not to pull her up at her collar and knock some sense into her.

She can still run her sassy mouth when she is physically holding on by a treat.

''No. It's not.'' I growl. ''You are under my supervisor as your Lieutenant. Your life is in my hands. Like hell I will let you die on my watch.''

I don't wait for her to respond as I grab the cold metal frame at the end of her bed, glaring at her.

''Do you know how many times I had to confirm you were still alive? You have any idea how it feels to hold your limp body after seeing you being fucking brainwashed by that bastard!?''

I grunt as I roughly let go of the frame. ''And still. Still you insist on doing this ALL by yourself. Have you learned fucking nothing!?''

My disappointment rises along with my anger. I can't believe her right now. She would still suggest taking matters into her own hands.. she cant be THAT stupid can she?

Y/n swallows, her eyes darting as she thinks of a response.

I dug deep into my pocket as I fling her locket, watching it land in her lap.

''Can you tell him the same? Hm? Go on. Tell him you're happy to die avenging him. I'm sure he will be THRILLED.''

Her eyes shoot up as she cradles the locket in her hands. She frowns at me, but doesnt say anything. I am harsh, I know. But she is, yet again, pushing me to my boiling point.

I simply scoff as I make my way to the door.

My hand curls around the doorknob. I look back at y/n in the corner of my eye.

She swirls the locket in her hand, her eyes focused on it. She looks exhausted, and my heart sinks a bit. A tinge of regret settles.

The second I slam the door behind me, I feel the same emptiness creeping up on me as when I lost her.