Red Rooms I Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader

33. Schön, Sie kennenzulernen

Still no reply from Ghost. Still no letter. No way to reach out to him.  You hated it. Now more than ever, since that incident 4 days ago. It set you back in your healing journey so hard, you felt like you were starting from zero all over again. You barely managed to leave the house, ordering food to your doorstep every day. Grace kept you good company, massaging your head when you needed it and offering mental support. You were so grateful for her.

All your shows you were supposed to play, you cancelled. This was not the first time, it will happen again and again, you couldn’t snap out of it. Maybe you did need a bodyguard after all. But you have Ghost. Well. You thought you did. But this just showed you the harsh reality again and made you remember that he isn’t here. He doesn’t even know what happened, wherever he is. There was no way that you could have reached him that night. I’m not safe, Simon.

Rick will be picking you up for your special show tonight. It was a private, VIP type of party. A bunch of actors and musicians booked the place to celebrate the release of…something, you didn’t care. All you knew was it’s gonna be lots of money and no random visitors, it was all guestlist. You can manage that. Also, you’re supposed to meet Ricks friend tonight, the bodyguard. He arranged a meeting with him at the club, a little get-to-know before your show. So today should be as safe as things can be.

As your doorbell rang 2 short, 2 long times you knew it was him and you let him inside the building. Finishing your make-up and applying your fragrance, you took one last look at yourself in the new mirror you got. It was huge and perfect. You loved it. You then left to the door to open up for Rick and he stood there, holding flowers for you.

“What the…” you mumbled, looking up at him in confusion.

“For the real star of the night, eh? No really…Little heads up…Thought you’d be happy about them.”

You snap out of it and smile bright.

“Thank you so much, that’s really thoughtful. Thank you!” you hug him and take the flowers, putting them in a vase on the coffee table, admiring the white blossoms.

“Ready to go?” he asks and you turn around to him and nod, pulling your big suitcase after you. You had 2 outfits for tonight and even more accessoires, so this was all necessary.

He looked down at you approaching. He was a huge man. He looked even taller than Simon. His black hair was neatly slicked back, he wore all black and some expensive looking shoes. Gold chain around his neck and all, you knew he liked to show off.

“You joined the Mafia, Ricky?”

“I AM the mafia, didn’t you know?” he laughs, taking your suitcase and calling the elevator. You smile at his remark and close your door, locking it double. This already felt strange, but you tried to focus on your good company and how truly safe you were.

Inside Rick’s car he told you of his friend you’re gonna meet in a bit.

“We’ll meet him there, he already let me know that he’s there. He’s really experienced and, even though he may not look like it, sweet. Really y/n, never met a sweet fella like him. But like I said, he doesn’t appear that way. So he’ll get the job done just right. Nobody will ever dare to follow you home again or think of some other bullshit to disturb your peace. He’s ex-military, if I may add that. So you know he’s serious business and for sure knows how to follow fucking orders”, he was referring to his employees at the club which did not make sure you’re leaving the club safe.

“Military?” you scoff

“EX-Military. Served some years, which left him a little…I mean who wouldn’t be socially awkward after that…”