"Only The Strong Will Continue"
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Only the strong will continue Do you have it in you? Do you have it in you?
I sat in bed looking at my ceiling. I havent moved from the bed since i came home. Its just alot to fully grasp. Yes, the mission was successful but im not getting any award for killing 'Delta'. We've been chasing them down for more than 2 years now. My father sacrificed his life for the mission to be carried by me. I havent spoken to Ma' since I've come home;i didnt even have to tell her what happen they went to her door to announce the sad news. I thought back of how the picture landed in front me that my father was holding. I dont even know why i needed a house nurse. I didnt even bother to ask what was wrong with me, how did i get back in America?
"Tony!" I summoned my house nurse.
He came running through the door with his star wars pajama pants with no shirt. Which made me sort of uncomfortable-at the fact that it dealt with 'wars'.
"Yes Mr.Fuentes?" He asked while walking towards me probably checking to make sure i was alright. I pushed him off,he looked surprise and backed away.
"Can you sit with me?" He looked at the ground blushing(which was adorable) but climbed on the bed and sat next to me. It was silent for a while.
"What happen to me? Can i move? How did i get back in America?"
Tony sighed and wiped his face with his hand.
"You were possibly pistol whiped and shot right above the left hip. Yes you can move but you need assistance and crutches. Me and Carlile found you."
"You? " I asked looking at him. Ive never seen him before at base.
"Yea, i was about to become an emergency nurse for air and ground patrol. But they sent me here to take of you"
"Sorry" i said sighing.He could be somewhere training or even out.
"Its nothing to be sorry about. Its nice to take care of a military legend. Man...10 exports?"
I chuckled at his compliment. I would be lying if i said that i didnt find him adorable. If i am gay i could accept it. I was basically (military) raised by Gaskarth and Barakat,nobody cared about what you like in the military only how well you can aim the gun,skills, emotional stability, and loyalty to your country.
The image of the blowing into pieces came back into my mind. How i saw the hatred in 'Deltas' and how i imagined he got a reflection of the same thing in my eyes. They were so vivid like i was re-living the scene. Out of anger and now possibly depression i threw the lamp that was on my night stand next to the medicine and bandages to the wall.
Earning the sound of glass shattering. Just like my heart. That war affected everything about me. Everything.
I felt a pair of arms wrap around my back and pull me in close to the owner of the arm. I sobbed violently into who it could only be's chest. After a while i let sleep drift around me slowly pulling me in.
Is this where it all went wrong?
I sat in bed looking at my ceiling. I havent moved from the bed since i came home. Its just alot to fully grasp. Yes, the mission was successful but im not getting any award for killing 'Delta'. We've been chasing them down for more than 2 years now. My father sacrificed his life for the mission to be carried by me. I havent spoken to Ma' since I've come home;i didnt even have to tell her what happen they went to her door to announce the sad news. I thought back of how the picture landed in front me that my father was holding. I dont even know why i needed a house nurse. I didnt even bother to ask what was wrong with me, how did i get back in America?
"Tony!" I summoned my house nurse.
He came running through the door with his star wars pajama pants with no shirt. Which made me sort of uncomfortable-at the fact that it dealt with 'wars'.
"Yes Mr.Fuentes?" He asked while walking towards me probably checking to make sure i was alright. I pushed him off,he looked surprise and backed away.
"Can you sit with me?" He looked at the ground blushing(which was adorable) but climbed on the bed and sat next to me. It was silent for a while.
"What happen to me? Can i move? How did i get back in America?"
Tony sighed and wiped his face with his hand.
"You were possibly pistol whiped and shot right above the left hip. Yes you can move but you need assistance and crutches. Me and Carlile found you."
"You? " I asked looking at him. Ive never seen him before at base.
"Yea, i was about to become an emergency nurse for air and ground patrol. But they sent me here to take of you"
"Sorry" i said sighing.He could be somewhere training or even out.
"Its nothing to be sorry about. Its nice to take care of a military legend. Man...10 exports?"
I chuckled at his compliment. I would be lying if i said that i didnt find him adorable. If i am gay i could accept it. I was basically (military) raised by Gaskarth and Barakat,nobody cared about what you like in the military only how well you can aim the gun,skills, emotional stability, and loyalty to your country.
The image of the blowing into pieces came back into my mind. How i saw the hatred in 'Deltas' and how i imagined he got a reflection of the same thing in my eyes. They were so vivid like i was re-living the scene. Out of anger and now possibly depression i threw the lamp that was on my night stand next to the medicine and bandages to the wall.
Earning the sound of glass shattering. Just like my heart. That war affected everything about me. Everything.
I felt a pair of arms wrap around my back and pull me in close to the owner of the arm. I sobbed violently into who it could only be's chest. After a while i let sleep drift around me slowly pulling me in.
Is this where it all went wrong?
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