The night breeze ruffled my hair unlocking few stands of hair from my braid, I trembled mostly at the pain than the cold. My breath fogged near my face. Distant noise of gunshots and explosion all background music to me as I kept looking at ghost standing there like a silent sentinel.
I hugged myself instinctively as one of the men took a step towards and ghost took a step forward his rifle raised as if ready to drop anyone who even breathed wrong infront of him. I stayed rooted to my place clearly not wanting to be the one to be a meat paste on the ground.
The leader who was still on ground rolling in pain and blood, groaned faintly but none of the other two men moved to help him. Cowards! Fucking all of them! I thought as my eyes flicked towards the two men standing between me and Simon ghost riley and the leader on the ground like a crawling caterpillar in the forest.
I hear a static in the air, ghosts comm must be alive but obviously he doesn't give a shit about it. He's standing there his rifle raised as if he doesn't fear anyone not even bullets. Damn he's so.. so.. anyways let's not astray from my thoughts.. I think shaking my head lightly.
I see him take a step forward rifle raised not caring about these men at all. In an instant, he's infront of them and they start fighting with fists. Ghost immediately overpowers them as if he has been wating to plunge a knife in their throat since the moment he saw them.
I see him throw a knife at the other men throat while he killed the first one near him with his pistol. The knife landed swiftly on his throat and he fell like a rag doll. Blood pooled near them as they fell and the leader still groaning on the ground. Well.. he was left as it is like the caterpillar he is.
Ghost immediately stands infront of me, measuring me from head to toe. It was then I realised that he's infront of me after killing people like a walk in the park. I see him bend down to pick something up and I flinch taking a step back hugging myself tighter, trembling with eyes closed.
He picks my cap up, upon seeing my reaction he doesn't say anything just stands there holding my cap in his hand like "...."
I look upto him and then take my cap with my trembling hand. Yes my cap! So I can hide my face! Oh god!! So embarassing! I think as I immediately wear my cap breathing an exhale that fogs the air.
He turns around ready to walk again but looks once over his shoulder for a moment and then start walking. I see him starting to walk and start following him too, although at a slower pace. Everything hurts! All the struggle of kicking my feets. Getting slapped twice and split in my lips. Everything burnt like my face was on fire. I could feel a little wetness on the corner of my mouth but I chose to ignore it.
After walking for a while I heard ghost say in the comm.
"Civvies injured. Bringin' her to the extraction point." His British accent same dry and cold one.
I kept walking without using much of my thoughts. Because using them meaning clashing with reality and I wasn't ready to do that. I can't even cry but I want to. I think as look at my still ziptied wrist. I sighed faintly as I kept walking.
It was better when I was seeing Ghost on the screen! Staying here is a fucking nightmare! I don't even know where the fuck I'm! I almost got killed! Twice! Ugh why I even here!!?? I thought as I kept walking behind him silently. Only sound except the distant gunshots and explosions were my footsteps because ghost was walking like a shadow, no sound whatsoever.
As I kept walking and another cold breeze hit me, I was reminded of how happy and warm I was back at home, instead of this place. This place feels like a nightmare where every steps can be your last one. As more memories of my life floods in my mind, my eyes start glistening and I feel tears fall from the corner of my eyes but I dare not stop following him.
I sniffed faintly as more tears fall from my eyes tracing my cheeks and dropping down my chin. I hear ghost look back at me once and then he kept walking and I'm thankful he just kept walking because how awkward would it have been. I wiped my face with my hands and the cried more wiping my face again, walking behind him all the while and he never turned to look at me even once after that.
After walking a good enough distance I heard him say,
"Almost there."
But I don't know if he said that to me or in comm. I nodded my head even though I know he can't see me nodding my head.
As we kept walking and I've cried all the way. Then he stopped abruptly sensing something maybe another danger. I stopped too and my mind started to race, my guts twisting at the thought of having to go through this all over again.
I heard many static in the air as if comm was buzzing again and again. I grew curious over what was going on. Wish there was a way to know what they were talking about.
I hear him say after a while in deadpan tone,"Shut it Johnny.."
At the mention of soap, I grew more curious, raising my feet to take a step forward hoping I can listen. But I saw him, a faint tilt of his head as if he heard me move a little and I kept my feet back down not moving at all. Right.. who am I kidding! He can probably hear my thoughts too! I think to myself exhaling a breath in annoyance.
He turned back to look at me and I went still as the kid who is caught with hand in the jar of cookies. But I'm not even doing anything!! I think to myself seeing his deadpan look towards myself. Seeing my expression maybe he tilts his head turning fully towards me now. Oh no!! I think to myself as I feel him giving me- you were saying somethin'? look.