Y/N POV
GSG9 DORM
As soon as we got into the dorm we had a 15 minute awkward talk about my 'coping' with Monika clinging to me and the 'twins' (as I like to call them) quietly sitting on the bed, watching the conversation intently. Not a word was uttered between them.
"To everyone in this room. This is not gossip, not a word is said to anyone.. not even your closest friends Dominic" Spoke Elias, a stern look on his face.
"HEY!" The man in question exclaimed, clearly offended for being singled out
Monika giggled while I let out a quiet chuckle, which seemed to lift everyone's mood.
"well then, let's go to the cafeteria I'm starving" chimed Marius, standing up with a loud crack resonating from his back. Seemed he had been sitting in that position for awhile.
Exiting the dorm, the GSG9 started their trip to the cafeteria with jäger and bandit talking about other operators and how they can piss them off the most. Honestly... it's a miracle these two don't have any broken bones.When we arrived at the cafeteria almost everyone glanced in our direction for a second before looking away. Pushing away my paranoid feelings I continued with my group to the food line.
After gathering a substantial meal i proceeded with Monika to her usual table consisting of Grace, Eliza and Chul. Sitting at my table I was immediately bombarded by questions about where I disappeared to yesterday. After sitting with them for a total of five minutes I had hastily made my exit before proceeding to the training area. Unfortunately, I was only provided the gym and non lethal guns to train myself, seeing as I wasn't an operator nor a 'healthy' person.
"I was just eager to train" was my only reply, waving off their other questions. I was in no mood to come up with some elaborate lie that would get them to stop bothering me. Thankfully they took my answer, though not convinced at my lie.My peace was cut short when all of a sudden, a large slam was heard and, not too long afterwards, a crash followed. Turning around my eyes slightly widened at the scene before me. An aged man had stood up from his table forcefully, his hands on the table and his chair on the floor a meter away from him. He was toned and currently he was glaring at Dominic and Marius with seething fury. Fucking fantastic.
No way they stood a chance against that man and Elias, their only hope, was no where to be seen. Probably training at the gym, trying to improve his physique. Those absolute idiots decided to piss off a man like that with their only protection gone.
"I'm gonna wring ya fookin neck" he boomed, stomping towards the duo in hysterics. My eyes glanced around the room. No one was doing anything... fuck it, I can't let them take that beat down. With a deep sigh (and a small prayer) I stood up and hurried towards the duo of mischief. Just as the man reached them I swiftly put myself between them, preventing him from reaching the two. His eyes showed slight suprise, but hid it immediately after.
"Get the fuck out the way kid" he warned, stepping closer to me. He was roughly my height but he was obviously toned and had more experience than me. In my prime I could have gave him a run for his money but right now? I'll probably get my ass kicked... didn't stop me though.
"Very sadly, I can't let you beat the fuck out of them... even if they deserve it" I replied, my tone firm and unwavering. Inside though? My heart was pounding against my chest.
"And why not?" He asked, anger lacing his voice.
"Because they're my friends.. its sadly part of the package" I replied, trying to lighten the mood. It worked slightly., but not enough.
"I'm still gonna wring their fookin neck so either shift or I'll make you and I don't want to have to do that." He responded. I didn't budge. He sighed but before he could take a step a young man quickly held his shoulder.
"Leave it this one time Mike, you know you'll feel like shit if you knock a man who is recovering" he said, though that was clearly a half truth. He knows that a fight breaking out between gsg9 and whatever CTU he's from (probably S.A.S judging from his accent) will create a rift in team rainbow and that is not good. For anyone.
"Argh, you got balls kid, I can respect that, but keep those two in line else I'll do it for you" he threatened before walking g away.When he turned his back I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding before turning to the mischievous duo with a fiery glare.
"err h-hi y/n, w-whats up?" Dominic asked, trying to lighten the mood. My glare increased, fueled by anger. I nearly caught a beat down because of him and he had the gall to ask 'what's up?'. Seeming to realise that I was fuming with rage, Marius stayed quiet with Dominic following suit.
"I nearly get swung at by a man. double my size. for something you did. And YOU. have the audacity to say 'what's up? I ought to call him back and let him snap you in half" I growled, poking their chests to punctuate my point.
"And next time you piss off a man like that, make sure Elias is here else your gonna be sheeled out of here on a fucking stretcher." I warned before walking back to my table, Monika following suit. Seemed she had followed me to back me up in case things went bad.Eventually, everything died down and I decided to go back to the dorm to sleep, nearly getting the shit kicked out of me sapping the energy straight out of me. Walking down the hall I started to have another... Moment. The hallway started to darken and my breathing quickened. My heart started to pound against my chest like a bear trying to escape its cage as memories of my past torture flashed before my eyes. Stumbling through the door into the dorm I rummaged through every crevice in hopes of finding a blade.. or even anything sharp to provide me the comfort I need. My eyes scanned the room before landing on Marius' gear. I knew for a fact that he carried a knife on him during missions, meaning he had one. Rummaging through the bag I withdrew the blade and held it to my arm with a shaky hand.
'You're pathetic you know that? I've only punched you five times with brass knuckles and your already tearing up. I can't believe they let Pussy's like you into the special forces now'
My hand glided as I relived the painful memory, a burning pain emanating from my arm.After about a minute I had made eight deep wounds, blood pouring out like a waterfall. Fuck, too deep. I wasn't looking. I tried to stand up but immediately felt nauseous and fell to the floor, my vision becoming blurry. Leaning my back against the wall I layed in a pool of my own blood, accepting the sweet release that is death. I may not have meant it, but I'll gladly accept it. Black dots started to cover my vision but it was interrupted by the door opening and a horrified gasp, followed by swift footsteps rushing towards me. My head was lifted and planted onto something soft, maybe someone's lap? Or a pillow.
"HELP! SOMEONE HELP!"
I heard the figure shout, I think it was Monika. God why did it have to be her.
Two figures appeared in the doorway, one male and the other female. Chul and grace. Chul immediately ran to me and effortlessly picked me up, then started to run towards the hospital wing with the two other women in tow. Ironically, as soon as the walls were white, to signify we were in the hospital wing, my vision went to black.
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