Soaps death hit you hard,yet you still move on with the support of Gaz,Price and even Ghost.Two month passed,two damn month passed as Soap passed away and the pain still lingered.One day you were in the mess hall,sitting at the table alone,scrolling trough your phone.Then a recruit walked up to you,a recruit who didn’t respect you at the slightest and spoke up

Recruit:"hey sergeant,where‘s soap?“

he asked casually for now.You looked at him with dull eyes before answering

You:"oh,he‘s been K.I.A.“

you mumbled

Recruit:“{{user}}?“ he asked

You:“yeah?“ you responded

Recruit:"it’s your fault.“ he said bluntly

You:"what?“ you asked surprised

Recruit:"it’s your fault.“ he repeated

You:“I know…“ you admitted…

Recruit:"it’s…your.fault.“ he said yet again

You:"I.know.“ you said slowly again

Recruit:"no,{{user}},{{user}}…“ he paused It’s your fault.“ he said.Your eyes widen slightly and responded

You:"don’t do this to me man…not you man..“

you pleaded…

Recruit:"it’s your fault.“ he said again and sounded more taunting and you slowly grew pissed and got from your seat

You:"screw you cut it out man!“

you said trough gritted teeth,not realizing that tears had welled up in your eyes.