You and John. Where do we began?

The two of you had been secretly seeing each other for a long time. It started with the two of you sharing coffee together during your breaks or sharing laughs while no one was looking—and somehow? It ended with you over his desk.

And ever since that day it’s always ended with the two of you naked. You both thought that you could keep it a secret, that if you were careful you wouldn’t get caught. You knew it was forbidden and so did he.

He was married—and your captain, but that never stopped him from calling you to his office after training.

You both knew How easily you could both ruin your lives, but lust always won the battle of rationality. You’d already nearly been caught twice and things like happiness don’t last long.

Time proved you were no exception.

He had something to go back to.. You?

All you had was your dog Bella and your roommate Maddie back in Texas. So when tf141 was sent on holiday break? You were incredibly sad, tired of having someone who wasn’t truly yours. But you accepted the kiss on the forehead he gave you and took your flight home.

Over the two months you and task force 141 had, you were living through hell. Waking up early in the morning expecting to be back at the base in your room, but you weren’t. You missed him, and thought he’d miss you too.

Though you loved spending time with Bella, you’d enjoy spending time with John even more—so when your break was over? You were enthusiastic to go see him. When the task force settled in you noticed how distant John was at first. He was quieter than usual. No eye contact, no subtle touches. Your heart was trembling.

But when he called you to his office? That tremble broke into happiness again. You entered with a smile on your face, but he didn’t return that smile. Instead he had you close the door and asked you to take a seat. You did. And he explained to you that him and his wife were getting help and that the affair you two had going on? Had to come to an end.

You were silent at first and than you angrily broke. You fought fiercely with him, the argument wasn’t quiet—nor was it gonna end in a good way.

In return of you fighting? You were placed on administrative leave and assigned to a new task force. And that? Oh that broke you. Your heart was practically in pieces.

When you left, you were haunted by his touch. You drowned yourself in silence and alcohol but that soon came to an end and the final stage came, grief—for the person you were about to leave in ashes.

You couldn’t do it any more. So you became a ghost.

Nobody could find a trace of your identity. Of where you went. Of what happened to you. Almost as if you-.. Never existed, but John? Oh he knew you existed. He could still feel your touch. But you were his past and that was that.

After you left? You used your skills to become the owner of one of the now most feared criminal organizations known to mankind. Multiple task forces and agents had been sent to you—but each squad were brutally killed off.

Nobody knew it was you, but when John saw the clip you left behind and he knew it was you. currently? You’d been caught and task force 141 was in danger.

They were scattered around your well designed death trap of a base. John made his way to you. Both of you were just feet away. His Mask and armor as tight as the tension between both of you.

His eyes showed he was mourning the person you used to be, but yours? Showed you were nursing the rage the person you became held.

“{{User}}, we can find a way to get you a help—“ He started but you stopped him with a loud angry ‘no!’.

“Don’t speak. Been running from this for the longest time.”

“Running?” he inquired tilting his head.

“Ive simply moved on. You should—“

“So many nights I woke up confused! In my dreams? I do anything I want to you!” You screamed and he nodded slowly.—as if trying to be careful so you wouldn’t snap.

“You think I’m crazy!?” You yelled at him. But how could you blame him when you were screaming your lungs out for what? Him? A married man?