Only the strong will continue Do you have it in you? Do you have it in you?


"Mr. Fuentes?" I deep angelic voice asked politely-bringing me back to conscious. I rolled over in the all too familiar comfortable bed. I know this bed, its the one that i long to meet after every export. I opened my eyes slowly; letting them re-adjust to the sudden light.

I recognized the chocolate brown painted walls and my red comforter. Im home...how did i get here?

"Mr.Fuentes?" The voice asked again. Once you've been in the military and done 10 exports it becomes a bad and sometimes good habbit of replying "Yes,Sir."

The voice chuckled at my reply.

"You have to take you medicine"

"What!!." I said rotating to look at who the voice belonged to. His hair perfectly cut off but you could still obviously tell it was thick. His eyes round and big-he looked like a Mexican teddy bear.

"You have to take you medicine,so you wont feel pain"

"Fine." I mumbled as he handed me a glass of water and 2 large ass pills.

"What are you doing in my house?" I said looking directly in his eyes.

"I-im your house nurse" he stuttered looking down. Fucking pussy.

"Okay. But who let you in?"

"Your brother."

My eyes widen.

"Where is he?"

"Down stairs."

"Can i see him?"

"Take your medicine Mr. Fuentes."

"What ever" i mumbled as I threw back the pills and flush them down with 3 gulps of water.

"Can i see him now?"


"Ummm y-yea" Who the fuck assigned THAT to me? Ive served this country more than my father and i get THAT as a nurse? Why couldnt i have a female one that i could slowly fall for and she'll be my love and i could make father proud? Why coul-

My thoughts were set on hold by the sound of my older brother screaming my name and running towards me with Quinn.
"Mikey!!"

"Hey, Vic" i hugged him like i never would be able to. Just like how Barakat and Gaskarth kissed.


"Damn, bro...you feelin' alright. Did you think of me?" He asked the last question in a high pitched girly voice.

"Yea i just took what ever medicine that nurse gave me...and actually i did"

"Oh really?" he asked surprised probably wanting me to elaborate.

"Yea when i jumped off of the plane i thought of 'The Boy Who Could Fly'...hows the band going?"

"Umm really good you and dad are suppose to come watch us at warped tour in 3 weeks i hope you're feeling better by then"

It was quiet for a moment. The air became thick between all three of us. "Umm im gonna go get some food for a us?" Quinn said more like a question than a statement. We all nodded at his decision.

"How did papa die?" Vic asked teary eyed. Which made my stomach churn.

"He got stuck in the plane over 'Delta' a RPG was aimed at us and he told me to tell you and ma that loved ya" i said looking down at my comforter. Not really wanting to make eye contact with him right now. To be honest i didnt want to even think about it.

"Oh" was all he managed go say. I know there was more he wanted to say but he just couldnt snatch the words from his throat and into the air.


Is this where it all went wrong?

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