Soap x Reader: I don't do military

23. Ticket

I need to eat.

My baby needs to eat.

I noticed somethings on my desk.

I walked over and saw a cup of water and some stomach relief pills.

Next to it was a blue folder.

I opened it and my eyes watered when I saw it was a plane ticket home.

I wiped my eyes and made my way downstairs to the kitchen

Johnny, Ghost, Price and Gaz looked at me from the couch in the living room.

Looking away from them, I walked to the fridge.

I found some leftovers and warmed it up.

I zoned out as I waited for the food to warm up.

Should I eat here or up in my room?

I should drink water.

I grabbed a glass and filled it with water.

I drank and when I took the cup away I saw Gaz in the doorway.

He looked like he was about to back up but then stopped.

I couldn't help but glare at him.

He's lied.

Why would he.

But why would Johnny believe him over me?

Well... they are teammates that need to have faith in each other.

Not to mention they've known each other for years.

I looked away.

I don't care.

I don't care I don't care I don't care.

Taking the food out of the microwave, I placed it on the counter.

"What do you want?" I asked glancing over my shoulder at him.

"We're here to comfort our friend."

"Hmph." I laughed. "Must be nice having people close to you."

"You shouldn't have-"

"I DIDN'T CHEAT!" I shouted angrily. "GOD DAMN IT GAZ, I DIDN'T CHEAT! SO WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LIE AND RUIN MY LIFE!?"

The others hurried in and looked at us.

"What's going on?" Johnny asked.

I turned around, tears burning in my eyes and mixed my food.

"YN?"

Ignore him.

I felt his hand hover above my shoulder before he pulled it away.

"I'll leave you alone to 'grieve' with your friends."

I grabbed my plate and a fork before heading up stairs. I couldn't hold back my sobs.

I forced myself to eat.

My baby needs it.

My baby needs me to get a grip.

I looked at the ticket and saw it was set for two months from now.

Must be after the hearing.

Things were strained for the two months we lived together.

His teammates kept coming over. Laswell even came and tried to make chit chat with me.

I was polite but wasn't to interested in the conversation.

I have a feeling she spoke to the others about what we spoke of.

Not that I care.

"Case dismissed."

We all stood up.

I looked at Johnny and he looked at me.

He looked sad.

But I don't have time to comfort him.

I turned and left.

I got in my car and drove to the airport.

I don't care what happens to the car or the house or Johnny or anybody else here.

I'm going home.