Ghost x Reader: Looking Out For Me

24.Side Eye

Budge stepped on my finger and I kept having her step on my finger ahead.

"We'll be back at base soon."

"Alright."

Ghost hung up and I kept playing around with Budge.

"What did you do?"

"Hm?" I turned to look at him curiously.

"What did you do, YN?"

"Uh...saved a bunch of animals with your money? It's really a team effort. Congratulations to both of us, buddy."

"I am NOT your buddy. Adrian is dead."

"Who's Adrian?"

"The man you attacked."

"I attacked a man?"

"YN!"

"Ghost, I'm hungry, can we-"

"FOR FUCKS SAKE YN! I'M TALKING TO YOU, YOU KILLED HIM, YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSE TO DO THAT!"

"Why the hell not!? He was a pedophile! He-"

"Because we needed him to find where he hid the children!"

My blood went cold.

"What?"

"He owned a sex trafficking ring of kids! We needed him to tell him where it is to shut it down!"

I stared at him.

No.

No no no no no!

NO!

"But you have an idea, right?"

"We know it's in the west."

"I'll take care of the rest."

"What?"

I stared at my lap.

"I know people. I'll take care of the rest.

A few days later

"YN, you need to sleep. It's been three days since you slept."

"I'll go right now. I'm hungry and really craving tacos. Can I go? Please? I promise to sleep after I get back."

Price looked down at me and sighed.

"Fine. Put on your ankle monitor and here's ten dollars."

"You're the best."

I wandered through the streets and looked around.

I know I saw one around here.

There!

I hurried over to the phone booth and stepped in. I closed the door and put in some coins.

Ring..ring..

My stomach flopped.

This is a bad idea.

This is a horrible idea.

The phone clicked and I was met with silence.

"Hey, it's me."

"You? I thought you died. You went off the radar months ago."

"Yeah, well, I need help."

"Not my problem. Find your own way out."

"I fucked up, man."

"Again, not my problem."

"Listen, you no brain, mother fucker. There was a pedophile the people who caught me went after. I hurt him bad and left him to burn but they rescued him and he was on his way to recovery. I killed him."

"As you should. What's the problem with that?"

"He owned a kiddy sex ring. I've narrowed it down a bit but I'm limited here. I need you to find it and blow the place up."

"With the kids inside?"

My stomach flip flopped.

I don't know. The kids...I wish I had died instead of carrying the memories. I wish someone had killed me instead. But no one did and now I'm stuck as a criminal. How would these kids turn out? It's not their fault. What if they don't want to die?

"Find the place. I'll be back tomorrow at 5. I'll call you."

"Okay."