she's the girl

by shajs

She knew hundreds of ways to kill. That's all she has needed to know to live her life until somehow, on a suicide mission, against all the odds, she finally finds someone to trust. • Drabbles.

4. three

– 3 –

The Cheerleader had gotten on her nerves again, but Shepard, she'd stood up for her. Made the bitch apologize like they were all kids playing in the same fucking playground, bickering about their toys. As if it mattered; Miranda meant her words just as much as she did when she accepted them. Whatever.

This won't affect the mission. She does her part, I do mine.

I don't care.

She did fucking care, and that seemed to make Shepard give a shit too, which only made it worse. She held grudges, but they were all hers to bear, and that made holding them fine; having someone else worrying about them, however, was another deal. Somehow, she had become responsible for Shepard's feelings, not just her own.

You have no right to mess with me, she wanted to scream, but every sound echoed from the Normandy's bare walls and every time her voice would came back it'd be weaker, and by the time the reverberation would die down she'd already be doubting herself, so she didn't.

The truth was, she was more worried about Shepard's feelings than her own.

Now that... that was fucked up.