HEART AT WAR [PART 2 OF A&B] [CSM]

everything you ever wanted to know about silence

A yawn leaves your mouth as you stretch your arms, arching your back as you lean away from Stone. You open your eyes, seeing Stone's stiff body gently rocking as they sleep beside you on the couch. Glancing at the other couch, you see Opame sitting next to Guppy. She's cleaning his shotgun. 

You've never felt so drained.

Originally, you thought taking a nap would maybe help a bit. 

It made it worse.. somehow.

You quietly groan, reaching under your shirt and scratching under your boob as you roll off the couch. You plop onto the floor, slowly rolling towards the back of the RV. Guppy looks at you rolling, raising an eyebrow.

"Y/N? Whatcha doin'?"

"Uuuuugh.. why do you care.." You mumble as your face is pressed up against a closet door. 

"Ain't allowed to ask why yer rollin' on the ground?"

"Fuck off.."

"Asshole.." He grabs his shotgun from Opame, holding it close to him as he tucks a strand of hair behind his ear. Opame stares at you, at Guppy, Stone, and then back at you. You stretch your arms out, finding the floor rather comfortable. Maybe this will be your new bed.

You feel a kick to your back. You yelp, scurrying up and holding your back as it aches.

"Heart, I refuse to watch you pitifully lay on the floor." Opame says, grabbing the back of your neck and lifting you. "Ow, ow, ow, quit pinchin' me.." You say, rubbing your neck as soon as she lets go of it. You walk past her, going up to the front of the RV. Dede's still driving.

You look in the passenger seat, seeing Chester rolled up in a ball. You lift him, sitting down and placing him in your lap. You lean the seat back and sigh. Dede glances at you, humming quietly. "You feelin' okay?" 

"Ugh.. no.."

"What's wrong, dude?"

"Tired.."

"Yeah, you got even bigger eye bags now." You immediately touch under your eyes, sighing as you feel your eye bags.

"Man.. I wanna go home.." You mumble, pulling Chester up to your chest and leaning your head against the side of the seat.

"Oh, yeah, did you spawn back in Japan when you died?" She asks. You can't explain how, but the question feels insensitive.

"U-Uh, are you asking if I lived in Japan?"

"Yup."

"..Yeah? D-Don't you know this already?"

"Oh, duh. Japan was real roughed up when I got out of jail.. it's a bunch of gated units now, right?"

"Uh.. maybe? I don't know much, I only left the DPU a couple of times, one being to leave Japan."

"Oh, I see.. yeah, there's other units, dude."

"Huh." 

Is there anyone else you knew? Maybe they're in the other units.. doesn't matter much now.

You start thinking about your old bed..

There's not much of a bed anymore since your house was destroyed, though.

You miss Ma.

You hope she's okay.

You sigh, pulling out your flip phone and dialing your mom. You put the phone to your ear as it rings.

Riiing.

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Riiing.

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