Better days ( graves an child reader)

Tension (chapter 33)

A/n- the peotic rizzler is tired  as fuck so this chapter may not be as graceful as others so please Pardon my grammar and shit writing for the time being

You stood up along with ghost as you watched as the commander , your father graves be the last one to  walk out of the briefing room. He gave a small glare towards ghost and ghosts eyes narrowed but he stood quiet not making a sound. Graves gaze grew softer as he looked at you as he had no other choice but to  break the news to you.
"Listen..we're gonna go to the safe house with 141 alright. We will keep you safe."
Graves reassure you but you shook your head.
"What if they find us?"
You didn't trust his words now.

He had been telling you so much , filling your head with so much information and so much hope and now it was stripped from you as everything else was in your life. Everything was coming back to you and you feared it all: you didn't know if graves would truly keep you safe you didn't know if 141 could do the same regardless of ghost being around or not. You were scared of going back and you'd do anything to not get back even if it met killing somebody.
You were going to try in all your powder to stay safe but now you were alert and you're anxiety was higher then a pot head.

Graves eyes narrows and he looked down as he looked over you.
"I know your scared. I know your afraid but we gotta move and get ready."
Graves tone was steady as he spoke to you as if he was talking one of his fellow soldiers. The shift in tone bothered you and you didn't know why. You felt something was off and you felt the tension rise within the air.

You didn't know what would happen.

You didn't know the outcomes

You didn't know who to trust.

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It was now late out , dark and windy. The sky clouded and the breeze was cool. You stood walking with crutches. Your side was still hurt and sore as you still were healing as it had only been just a week. You stood wearing a black plate carrier and your bag was slung on your back as you walked with graves and the others from 141. A black helmet stood atop your head along with a headset as you could communicate properly with the others as there was a lot of noise going around.There were other soldiers walking around yelling orders as they were setting up and getting ready to set you and the others off to get sent to the safe house.

The safe house was located up in a deep part of  Canada up in the mountains were not many would go due to the freezing temperatures in certain parts and the sweltering heat of the summer. Most Canadians just dealt with it and they went about there lives living in whatever parts of Canada where they were weather it be cold or hot they just dealt with it and did whatever they needed to do. You walked next to graves , bearing towards the helicopter that awaited for you and the others to get on. The roaters spun fast , kicking up leaves and dust on the ground that lied about causing you to let off a sneeze.

You all had finally made it the the copter and you all climbed in making sure not to his your head as you did so. You made sure to keep your head down as you sat and made sure to keep alert as the others sat next to you. Ghost sat across from you while soap and Gaz sat next to him. Graves and another soldier sat next to you causing your causations to raise a little more as your nerves were already running high just from this whole situation and mess. You stood quiet and stressed and ghost could see it. He saw right through you like water. Like glass. Ghost knew something was up but he couldn't pin point exactly what was the issue exactly. You heard a few orders being said by the pilot through comms and you let off a little shaky breath and graves then looked down at you and set his hand on your shoulder.
"You'll be okay."
He spoke through comms you you.
Oh how you wanted to believe those words. You didn't Believe him. So far nothing had really been to your advantage or luck as everything had been getting worse day by day.

For day by day thou stood by waiting for pay for one wanted comfort but the weight of the days had still swayed.