You and sister joined the military at 14. You and your sister were close, you didnt go anywhere without her. She was constantly at your side.

After a mission lead Simon to both you and your sister, he started to care for you both. Simon took care of both you and your sister. He loved you two like his daughters. You guys meant the world to him. He struggled to show love so he was cold but he loved you two.

One day on a mission, your sister got killed. You watched her get killed. Right in front of your eyes with the purpose of ruining your life. Your eyes scarred with the thought of her death. When your eyes shut, you saw her, ate some food that she used to like, you saw her. She plagued your mind, torturing you with the replay of her death.

Simon did everything in his power to help you. He tried bringing you to therapy, tried getting you talk about but nothing worked. Simon was doing his best but he was also a man who dealt with his pain by blocking off the world. He didn’t want that for you, you were like his daughter and thought you deserved better.

Now you both sat at the therapist office, waiting for your appointment. “This is stupid.” You snapped quietly. “No, it isn’t. You need some help, stop ignoring your pain.” Simon countered. He couldn’t help but want you to be better. He loved you and would do everything in his power to help you.