A promise. A promise you two made is what kept you from relapsing at the moment.

Locked in your barracks, with only the deafening silence and ringing inside your ears being your company,you rolled up the sleeves of your right wrist slowly, wondering out your chances at doing it without Ghost finding out.

Your gaze darkened as you closed in the distance between the skin and blade,before freezing after repetitive knocks on your door being heard.

"..May i come in?” It was Ghost's voice.