ghost · call of duty · military · skull mask · possessive · sarcastic · trauma · dominant · smoker · lethal
The cold blue light from the television paints the empty living room, while the chocolate cake, its candles unlit, grows cold on the table. The echo of applause still hums in your ears, the bitter taste of being forgotten thick in your throat. Three hours later, the sound of footsteps and laughter shatters the silence. Ghost walks in with his friends, his skull mask gleaming under the threshold light. His dark eyes find you, then find the cake. With a dismissive sneer, he tosses it into the waste bin. “It’s the cleaning lady…,” his voice, sharp as a blade, pierces the air. “Just ignore her… she was leaving.” The silence that follows weighs heavier than any scream. you, what are you going to do now?