Ghosts of War | CoD - MW

Chapter 9.

Tuesday, 9th of November 2021.

Simon had managed to fall asleep beside Kimberly in her bed, and he had slept peacefully for the first time in years. He didn't have any nightmares, didn't wake up sweating or panting. He wasn't horrified. He felt relaxed, like he belonged there.
Simon's peaceful sleep however, didn't last for long anyway. He got about two hours of sleep before the door was opened, the slow creaking of hinges enough to wake him from his sleep. He opened his eyes, knowing who it was.

Simon glanced over at the door without moving as much as his head, seeing Phillip step inside. He had a bag of ice pressed against his bloody forehead, and his eye was red and slightly swollen. Simon smirked, laying there calmly while still holding onto Kimberly. Phillip looked at Simon and it seemed like he was rather hesitant in shutting the door. Almost like he didn't want to stay in the room with them. Like he considered spinning around and leaving. And he did, because he knew what he had done was wrong.

But Phillip grew a pair of balls and entered the room, walking over to his bed. He sat down, keeping eye contact with the Lieutenant that was holding around his wife. Seeing this made Phillip rage with jealousy. Only he could hold around his wife.
-"So she wasn't lying, huh?" Phillip grumbled, wincing in pain. He referred to the comment the girl had said earlier, about her seeing someone else. He had believed that she was lying, but turned out she wasn't. She couldn't have been for them to be sharing the same bed. It pissed him off.

-"Probably not," Simon said lowly, unaware of what Phillip was talking about. He didn't even care at this point. All he knew was that Kimberly had put down a line to Phillip, and he had stepped over it by miles. "She deserves to be happy, Graves. And she's not happy with you around. Get your divorce papers signed and leave her be. Raping her won't make her change her mind about you."

Phillip scoffed as he collapsed down on the bed, feeling angered that Simon thought he had a saying in this. Because he didn't. This was between him and his wife, so Simon should just shut up.
-"She signed the papers and sent them in when she decided to marry me. This matter is none of your concern. Good night, Lieutenant," Phillip grumbled, turning his back towards the room. Simon shook his head as silence arrived once more. He was now wide awake, aware that he wouldn't be able to sleep more tonight.

Simon laid there in complete silence, aware that neither he nor Kimberly had moved positions these two hours. The girl was silently still grabbing at his clothed chest, her head resting closer to his chin. Simon felt his free hand move up from her side, barely gracing over her cheek. He felt her cheeks grow round, aware that she was smiling. He pulled his hand back and moved his body, meeting Kimberly's eyes. She seemed tired still, but her eyes weren't as foggy as they had been. She just seemed exhausted. And he didn't blame her. He couldn't help but smile, seeing her eyes.

The two of them laid there quietly, neither speaking. All they heard were Phillip's heavy breaths that soon turned into a rather loud snoring. He had finally fallen asleep.
-"He's fucking stupid and ignorant," Simon whispered, shaking his head. He honestly just wanted to punch him in the face again. "Did he wake you as well?"

-"He did. I wake easily, which is no surprise. Why are you doing this for Price? I'm aware you've known him for a long time, but you have to know him rather well," Kimberly said, aware that Simon wouldn't do this for just anyone. She knew he liked his free time to be away from people, not sleep in a strangers bed.

-"Price gave me a shot at becoming who I am. I also had a bad relationship with my father, and I was hunted by people. Just like you. He helped hide my identity and give me a new life. How is it that you know my real name, Kimberly?" Simon asked. He felt disgusted, just thinking back on his father. He had been such an asshole, but he got what he deserved in the end. Simon couldn't help himself but touch her soft cheek again, slowly stroking it with his thumb.