Broken (ON HOLD)

Chapter 1 - Disobeyed

Dokkebai drags herself out of Six's office, eyes locked to the floor, trying to keep in all the tears on the verge of spilling down her cheeks.

She's done it; Disobeyed Orders

Every operator glared at her in disapproval, their eyes full of what Dokkebai saw as hatred. Even Echo had a disappointed look on his face and Echo was usually always cheerful.

Vigil had stood beside her, glaring at her every time she answered one of Six's questions. Dokkabei  had seen him in the corner of her now tear glistening hazelnut eyes, and she avoided his eyes as best as she could. She didn't want to see the disappointment and hatred that they held.

The guilt and hurt was unbearable. It was her fault. Usually Vigil would try to take some kind of blame for her mistakes, but in this case, he couldn't take any of it because he 100% knew it was all Dokkebai's fault. He let the blame sit on her shoulders, where it belonged.

The Korean Swallowed hard, still holding back the tears. If she hadn't disobeyed Six's orders, everything would have been fine. Thermite wouldn't have been injured, recruits wouldn't have died and Vigil wouldn't want to get rid of her.

Orders. That's all she had to do; just follow orders. She couldn't even do a simple task like that.

"Grace, get back here, now".

Dokkabei heard a very angry Vigil yell

She swallowed again and blinked away the tears as best as she could. She wouldn't cry, she couldn't cry, not in front of Vigil. She wouldn't show any kind of weakness.

"Grace!"

Vigil growled as he caught up with the Korean Girl, grabbing her by the arm.

"I am very disappointed in you. Well over half of our new recruits are dead and the ones who aren't are heavily injured. Don't you get it? That Operation was Important! This loss could have tipped the tide for the white masks and helped them win the war! All you needed to do was follow orders, but you managed to somehow screw that up too, didn't you?

That had hurt. That had really, really hurt. Those words just added to the pain she was already in and the Operator immediately felt more guilt. She felt like she could collapse. Fall over and Die, that simple.

"I-I-I'm sorry...".

Dokkabei didn't know what to say. What else could she possibly say? Beg for forgiveness? Maybe? Get down on her knees with her hands clasped together?

"Yeah, well sorry isn't good enough is it? Sorry won't bring back all those dead recruits will it?"

Vigil Snarled, releasing her Arm and walking off, with Grace realizing his fists a clenched manor.

She just stood there, holding her arm and staring at Vigil's retreating form. She's done it now. He'd never trust her again. The Korean sighed to herself. She decided that was no point of trying to apologize, no point of begging for forgiveness. There was no way anyone would forgive her for what she'd done.

The guilt was eating its way through her soul. All she could think about was the explosions, cries of pain, the dead, lifeless body's... all the destruction and pain caused by her, and only her.

Because she couldn't follow orders.

Dokkabei stopped walking when she reached the door of her and Vigils shared quarters. She let out a sad but quiet sigh, hoping Vigil wouldn't be there. She didn't want to see the disappointment in his eyes.

Hesitantly she Opened the door.

Empty. No one was there. Dokkabei went straight to her room and locked the door behind her after it had shut. Two tears already managed to escape her eyes and roll down her cheeks. She there the covers of her bed to her side and climbed in, curling herself up as much as she could, desperate to just vanish, to just disappear, to leave and never come back. She pulled the light covers over her, burying herself in them. She just couldn't hold the tears back now. They leaked from her eyes and started to form on her pillow as small, damp, wet puddles. After twenty minutes or so, the young Korean Operator drifted off to sleep with a soaking pillow and tear stained cheeks....

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A/N: Sooooo yea, my first r6 fanfiction. Since I definitely know I'm not an expert at writing lemons and definitely not good at being romantic, I decided on the next most relatable thing. Depression. This Fanfic is going to contain lots of it, including self harm and Suicidal thoughts. Please Refrain from continuing to read if you are sensitive in these subjects. Feel free to comment/and or leave feedback. Hope you enjoyed the first chapter <3

~ Jay