Watch Your Mouth.

Better to Worse

TW: RAPE MENTION

A few weeks later Soap takes you on a date, it was a hike to a very pretty mountainous view. Recently you and Soap have been hanging out and hooking up, but you're not dating. Soap and you have agreed to friends with benefits, no matter how jealous he gets when you're around Ghost or how jealous you get when he's around Sylvia. Soap has slipped up and accidentally said I love you about a week ago.

Fast forward to now...

You wake up to pounding at your door, it's Soap. "Hey Y/N I'm bored of my office so I thought I'd stop by, sorry if I woke you up," you shrug it off and wave him in. You collapse back on the bed, Soap sits in the chair next to the coffee table watching you smiling. You smile back half asleep, then slowly dose off. About 2 hours later you wake up to something soft on your neck, swatting it away, then falling asleep again. You wake up about 5 hours without your pants and blood was on your sheets and inner thighs. You call Ghost, the phone rings for awhile and he answers in his sleepy voice, it was super raspy and low, "Yeah Y/N what to you need darlin'?" you sniffle a little holding back tears, "I think Soap raped me," Ghost raises his voice, "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING Y/N, WHEN I SEE THAT BASTARD IM KILLING HIM!" The phone hangs up. Anger fills your body for letting it happen, you throw your phone and start crying.

Ghost busts the door open and checks outs the bed and your body. He saw bruises on your thighs and say that you had been ripped open. He starts a bath as you sit on the sink holding yourself. He huffs and wraps his arms lightly around you stroking your head kissing your forehead, rocking you. "Don't blame yourself Y/N, it's not your fault and never will be," he picks you up and lowers you into the warm bath, washing the dried blood off your legs, and hands, washes your back and hair. "You know we have to report it and take you to get stitched up right?" your eyes widen, "N- no, let's just go to the ER and say you did it when we were doing it or something, they can't know," Ghost shrugs, "I know you don't want to Y/N, but you have to," you start crying, Ghost sits on the edge of the bath and puts his hand on your cheek. "C'mon," he picks you up and out and dresses you, carrying you to his car and buckles you in. Soap looks around the corner intently watching Ghost drive you away.