Ms. Wretched ~ CODxFem Reader

~Chapter 8~

Another dream.

"You look so pretty, honey!" My mom was squealing when I put on makeup for the first time. She did it of course but I didn't look like myself. I looked pretty.

"You think so, mama?"

"I do." She smiled and kissed me on the cheek. All she had left to do was a little sparkle.

"A little sparkle?"

"Yep. A little sparkle." When she smiled, her eyes squinted and almost looked closed. We giggled until my dad walked in.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He snatched the makeup brush out of my mom's hand.

"She's a girl. She's going to have to learn!" She screamed, standing up.

"She is a soldier. Unless this is a weapon, she doesn't need to learn it." He threw it to the ground and stomped on it, breaking the plastic.

"No!" I screamed. I cried.

"Get that shit off her face. I want her in the backyard in 5 minutes." She walked out and slammed the door shut. My mom cried and hugged me.

"Shhh. It's ok baby." Her fingers ran through my hair.

"Why is he so mean mama?" I sobbed.

"He wants you to be tough, that's all. Now, let's get you cleaned up and ready for training. Ok?"

"Yes, mama." I wiped my tears.

My eyes opened quickly but my body wasn't aware that I was awake yet. Another day of training. Instead of my morning run, I do morning walks. In my heels. I strapped them on and walked around the base. I try to put one foot in front of the other, and it works until I stumble on a rock and fall to the ground.

"Fother mucker," I exclaimed, hoisting myself back up.

"It's mother fucker, lass." Soap walks over to help me to my feet.

"Thanks, Soap."

"Course. Now, how can I help?"

"Take my place in the mission." He laughs and leans back before snapping back to his normal stance.

"No." It was such a dry response.

"I tried. Oh well."

"Now come on. You have two more days and if you still stumble this way you'll blow your cover."

"I know that, thanks." I walked back to base next to Soap. I was getting better but walking in these heels gave my feet blisters. When I got back, I threw myself onto the couch and took them off, feeling the blisters.

"You good?"

"How the fuck do women do this every day without batting an eye?" I massaged my feet.

"No clue." He poured himself a cup of coffee and sat on the couch next to me. "I think you need a little help."

"Help with?" He gestured to my whole body. "Great. What the fuck does that mean?"

"Makeover." His Scottish accent didn't go well with the high-pitched voice he used.

"Never do that shit again." He just laughed.

"Come on lass. I left a note on the couch already." As he stood a note appeared under his ass.

"How the fuck-"

"Im a magical bitch." His tone was sassy.

"Uh-huh. Let's just go. Do I need the heels?"

"No. Wear your boots."

"Mkay." I walked back to my room and put on some socks and my roots. I met Soap out front with the truck and he drove to some random ass location. We got out and parked in front of an unknown building with fully tinted windows.

"We've arrived."

"Fuck that. Where are we?"

"It's a surprise lass." He exited the car and slammed his door, running to my side. He opened the door. "M'lady." His best American accent.

"Thanks?" We walked inside and it was bright. Lights that could make you blind, white walls, brown wooden flooring, and a small woman behind a desk.

"How can I help you?"

"We have an appointment for two." 

"Johnny MacTavish?"

"That's me." He smiled.

"Please take a robe and go get undressed in the changing area. Once, you are done, please sit out here until you are called." She handed us robes and pointed to a changing room. Soap and I entered different rooms and changed out of our clothes. We put them in a locker and locked it, taking the key. I was the first out and I sat in the waiting area. Soap came out a little later.

"So, this is a salon. I booked the whole package for you and just a few things for me."

"What did you get me?"

"A massage, manipedi, hair treatment, face massage, and skin care."

"How much was this?"

"It was company money."

"It better have been."

"Johnny MacTavish and Y/N MacTavish." I shot a look at the woman then back to Soap.

"So what?"

"I am not a fucking MacTavish!" I whispered yet showing my anger.

"It was the sweetheart package. Best deal." He gave me a thumbs up and we walked toward the woman that called our names.

"We will start with the massages first. Please lie down on the table of our choice back up. And remove your bathrobes." She added. She set down her tablet and a man entered. I gave Soap a what the fuck eye look but he waved it off. The woman handed me a small towel. "Use this to cover the buttox area." I took it from her and did as she asked. Soap turned around while I lay on the table and I covered my butt. I did a little whistle and turned my head, telling him to do the same. It felt uncomfortable. Me being in the same room as Soap and naked next to him also naked.

"I will be taking care of you today. My name is Carlos." The man that entered earlier stood beside me. His sleeves were rolled up and his forearms were fairly muscular. He also had a thick Hispanic accent.

"Hello, Carlos."

"Would you like to keep the mask on?"

"Yes."

"Ok. I will start with some oil. Anywhere feel tense today?"

"I'm not really sure." I was always tense. I don't know what it feels like not to be tense.

"That's ok. Let's start." Some oil went on my skin and he rubbed it into my body. He worked his weight into my shoulders and lower back mostly then moved onto my thighs and calfs. "Do you work out a lot?"

"Yes."

"You have very large muscles."

"Thank you?"

"But be careful. I can tell you work out a lot. Give your body time to rest."

"Ok." Fuck that. After a few more minutes, he finished up and covered me with a full-body towel. 

"You are finished with the back. I will turn around. Please use this towel and the small towel to cover up your intimate areas." He turned and I quickly flipped, making sure that the towel never moved. I covered my chest.

"I'm good now."

"Ok. I'm turning around." he did as he said and applied more oils. Once he finished, he applied lotion. "Ok. all done. Next is your nails. Go ahead and change back into your clothes and wait in the waiting room again.

"OIk. Thank you, Carlos."

"Of course." He walked out and I looked at Soap. he was asleep. Of course. I changed back into my clothes and went to wait in the waiting room again.

"Y/N?" My name was called.