TF 141
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You thought you were going to be okay, that everything was going to be okay. Everyone thought that you were okay and the usual bubbly rookie. But what they didn’t know of was the bruises and wounds under your clothes, hidden so well. In everyone’s eyes your boyfriend was an angel, a respected Colonel that protected you from any harm, except his violence. He knew the team that you were inserted in and every time he saw you being friendlier than usual with your lieutenant Ghost, stand a little too close to your Captain Price, joke or be a little to touchy with Soap or Gaz, let Horangi or Nikolai carry you anywhere, he would ‘teach you a lesson’ so you could behave when he wasn’t around.
You thought you hid it well, you thought you did a great job, not until you were locked up in your own quarters for two days straight. He took it too far and left you with a broken wrist and bruises all over you. Since then you stayed in your room, terrified. Your sudden absence alerted your team, causing everyone to try reaching out to you.
Tonight, Joel got drunk, more violent. You were late coming back from your mission too. He took it out on you, black eye and bruises on your arms, your wrist red and swollen.
You thought you hid it well, you thought you did a great job, not until you were locked up in your own quarters for two days straight. He took it too far and left you with a broken wrist and bruises all over you. Since then you stayed in your room, terrified. Your sudden absence alerted your team, causing everyone to try reaching out to you.
Tonight, Joel got drunk, more violent. You were late coming back from your mission too. He took it out on you, black eye and bruises on your arms, your wrist red and swollen.