chapter 19 - frustration

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authors note: hey! hi... sorry for taking so long. i kind of lost track of time. life got pretty busy. but umm... here's a new chapter for you. thanks so much for reading and the positive feedback! 🤍
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After our first time together in Ghost's office, we both adjust our clothes, trying not to let anyone see what has just happened.

The moment Ghost opens the door to escort me out of his office, the way is suddenly blocked.

"Boss." Ghost says grumpily.

Our boss looks down at me, then at Ghost. "Mrs Fleischer. Ghost. I hope I'm not interrupting." he says observantly.

I shake my head. Fuck. Too fast. Too obvious. "N-no, of course not, boss." I say a little nervously.

"What do you want, Price?" Ghost asks, annoyed, and I can see his jaw twitch.

"Meeting. Now. Just the two of us." Price then says to Ghost, who just nods and lets Price into his office. I leave the office quickly and as I walk down the hallway, I look back and see Ghost looking after me before closing the door. He looks pretty damn tense, I think to myself.

Ghost's POV

Price looks at me angrily. "Are you completely out of your mind?"

"What?! What is it?" I ask annoyed, even though I know exactly what he's hinting at. Yet, there's still a small spark of hope that he hasn't noticed.

"Oh come on, stop playing dumb, it doesn't suit you," sighs Price, visibly annoyed. "You both reek of it. Damn, the whole fucking room smells like it. Open the fucking window." he says as he gestures towards it.

I stand in front of him and cross my arms over my chest, not bothering with the window. "What do you want, Price?" I ask, annoyed.

"You know exactly what happens when members of the same unit get intimate with each other. For fucks sake, man. We've been through this before, damn it. Do you want to end up like them? There's no room for love here," Price says in an angry voice.

I can't hold back a scoff. "Love?" I ask. "Believe me, I know better than anyone that I'm not capable of loving anyone."

Price shakes his head in disbelief. "Oh yeah, and what about her, huh? How do you think she'll act when... when... the same shit happens."

"It won't." I answer out loud and sharp.

"You're delusional, Ghost. I... can't let you risk your lives. Yours and hers." says Price, grumbling sternly.

"And König's." I add dryly.

There is a brief, awkward silence. Price's eyes widen and he stares at me in confusion. "Excuse me?" he asks, confused.

"Did I fucking stutter?"

Price turns away from me, puts his hands on his hips and sighs. "What the hell is wrong with this damn unit?" he grumbles quietly, annoyed. Then he turns back to me. "You can't be fucking serious mate."

Another pause.

Price steps closer to me so that he's standing right in front of me. "If I even begin to realise that... whatever the fuck this is between you three, is reaching a certain extent, I'll put you in different units," he threatens sternly.

"No you won't ," I growl.

"Yes, I will." Price says angrily. "I can't risk losing even ONE of you." We both stare at each other. "Bloody hell! You know what can happen." he says. "Does she even know about it?"

"Shut. Up. Not another word about it." I almost hiss.

Price sighs. "But we have-"

I can't help it as my anger takes over. "I said don't fucking talk about it!" I yell as I grab his collar and shove him away from me.

Price sighs in annoyance and straightens his shirt. "Just... watch it," he growls. Then he disappears from my office and slams the door shut behind him.

My hands clench into fists and I try to keep my anger in check. I take a deep breath and slump down on my office chair. Next to my laptop is a picture of our unit taken about two years ago after we completed a mission. I look at the faces, so marked by the exhausting and nerve-wracking mission. On the other hand, we looked so happy. So damn happy about completing that mission and being alive. I look at two faces in particular for a bit longer. Two faces that I will never be able to look at again. My fingers grip the picture frame tightly. Just before the glass is about to shatter, I put the picture back in its original place. As if I had never lifted it.

I rub my forehead with two fingers, deep in thoughts and frustrated. "Price is right." I grumble to myself. "I need to stay focused so I don't risk her life."

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