The Ghosts Are Real (Simon Riley x Reader)

13. Ghost

(A/N: I'm so sorry for the wait, i had a bad day mentally yesterday and i've been in bed since then, i didn't feel like writing anything but a promise is a promise, i hope you like the sequel so far ❤️)

P.S.. this chapter's interesting lol.

"I will not be doing that." I scoffed and pushed him off.

"Why not?" He asked.

"What do you mean by 'Why not'?"

"So you do like him." He's insane. He's fucking insane.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I took a deep breath, i don't want to say anymore shit that i'll be regretting later, "I don't know if i'd be comfortable doing something like that." He's unbelievable.

"Okay, i'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." He sighed and walked towards the railings.

I walked towards him, "Would that make you happy?"

He just kept staring up at the sky, i hate when he does this. Like speak your mind for fucks sake.

"Answer me, Simon. Would that make you happy?"

"I want to kill him, Y/n." He said, still not looking at me.

"Violence isn't the answer, he didn't do anything wrong." Well he did, but If he's this angry that Alejandro took me out to dinner, than how will he react if he found out he kissed me. I never told him, i knew what his reaction would be. And it will not be pretty.

"He waited until i was on my death bed to try to fuck my girl." He's getting more and more angry by the second.

Did he just call me his gir- no bitch focus.

"He wasn't trying to fuck me, nor was he ever going to succeed." I laughed, trying to lighten the mood.

"Good. Because if he did ever try or try's too again, i will rip his fucking heart out."

"He won't try again, don't worry." Wait, fuck fuck fuck " I meant he-"

"What the fuck did you just say?" He shouted, bringing his attention back towards me. I can see the rage in his eyes, I'm so fucking stupid. At this point i'm starting to believe that i have a death wish.

"I misspoke i didn't mea-" he interrupted me again,

"No, repeat what you just said. He's tried already?" He says as he placed both of his hands on the rails behind me, trapping me.

I need to choose my next words wisely. "It was just a kiss, i mean he tried to ki-"

"And you let him?" He's shouting in my face, I'm not sure if i should be scared right now or turned on.

"What? No! Of course not, i pushed him off. I would never do that to you." He was silent. Which was bad.

He pushed himself off and started walking towards the exit, "Wait, where are you going?"

"I'm going to find him." What have i started.

"No, please Simon-" I went to grab his wrist, "Don't do this, if you love me you won't do this." I plead, I understand why Simons so angry, if i were in his position i would be furious too.

"If you loved me, then you wouldn't have agreed to get dinner with him." I have no words, this man can be so hot headed and incompetent sometimes it drives me crazy.

"I was alone. For weeks. Waiting for you to wake up, my only company was your bald headed Doctor who according to you, wanted to fadoodle me." He hates it when i'm right.

"Alright. Fine. But i will be making his life a living hell when i'm back on base. Mark my words, Y/n." He lightly grabs my throat and gets closer to my face, "And i will not let you stop me again." He let go of me and walked out of the exit doors, i hear his footsteps going down the stairs.

I hear him suddenly stop, "Well, aren't you coming?"

"To where?" I asked, very confused.

"To take a bath, obviously."

I laughed and follow him down the stairs. He's so confusing.

I caught up to him, "I don't understand you sometimes."

"Me neither." He mumbled.

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I'm sorry to disappoint, because i was disappointed as well but nothing happened when we got back to the hotel roo-

Just kidding.

We eventually made it back and he opened the door for me, but he looks really angry. Am i turned on?

"So now what?" I asked.

He walks away from me and into the bathroom. I hear the water running. I hear movement and things being moved around but i didn't know if i was meant to follow or not. After a few minutes i walked into the bathroom to see him laying in the tub with both of his hands around it. But..he had his mask on.

He didn't say anything, he was just, staring. Like always, nothing out of the ordinary.

"What are we doing." I awkwardly laugh.

"Strip."

"Right now?" I asked nervously.

"I don't like repeating myself."

I started taking my dress off, alongside everything else. His eyes still not leaving my own, I hate being so bare around him, i always feel so self conscious.

I walk towards the tub and slowly step in, i sit on the other end, attempting not to touch him but he's so tall it's inevitable. I don't like the look in his eyes right now, it's honestly scaring me. Sometimes i forget that he's a killer, a man who shows no remorse for his victims. I've never mentioned this to anyone before but i've had nightmares before of him murdering me. It's one of my fears that won't leave me. It's stupid, i know.

He suddenly moves which made me jump and grabbed onto my hips, opens my legs and without warning places me right on top of his dick. He began thrusting himself inside of me. No complaints from me, he's done this before, and i enjoy it. But this time it felt personal. Rougher even.

My head rolls back in pleasure and he forcefully grabs the back of my neck, making me look at him.

His grip on my hips tighten, i know his fingerprints will be leaving bruises. And continues thrusting himself inside of me, still with force. Is this that angry sex i once mentioned i wanted to experience?

I haven't heard one moan coming out of his mouth. I don't see my Simon in his eyes, i see Ghost.

"Don't stop.. i'm close.." I moaned.

"Good." He mutters and throws me off of him.

He could see the confusion in my face. He corners me into the other side of the bathtub, and harshly grabs my hair,

"If you ever, look at another man, or touch another man, i won't hesitate to fucking kill you." He said and walked out of the room.