Bitε thε Bullεt (A Soldier's l♡ve story)

Warning: This is all my imagination.

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 After getting only five hours of sleep I woke up with my left eye burning. Call me an early bird but I had to. Rubbing my eyes I got out of the bed, it was still three in the morning, and the only source of light was the bedside lamp. Dragging my feet I went in Troy's room, the dumbass was sleeping soundly, splayed around the bed like he had fallen from the sky. I shook my head disapprovingly and walked up to him.

"Yo Troy, Wake up man!" I shook his arm.

Nothing......I sighed. Guess I have to try something else.

An evil smirk made its way on my face when I smacked the back of his head with force.

With a “What the fuck!” he sat bolt straight on the bed as I laughed because his expressions were fucking weird.

"Man you are such a wuss. It's not like I threw a freaking grenade at you." I said in between laughs. Troy glared at me like he couldn't believe it.

"Fuck you." He turned away from me.

"You wish." I snickered then turned to switch on the light.

"Just for the record I sleep like an owl." He growled.

"Owls don't fucking sleep at night you butt head" I chuckled.

"Now get your ass up, we have to go." I yelled back at him and went to take a shower.

**

Twenty minutes later I was in my combat suit and pants. All my stuff was sprawled on the bed with me eyeing them. Grabbing my combat boots I wore them quickly, and stood up. I wore my cap and hung the bag which had my stuff in it, over my shoulder.

Troy was wearing his military uniform too. He lifted his head at my approach.

"Ready?" I asked shrugging my shoulders to stretch them.

"Yeah." He took his minute to lock the door behind him while I sat on the passenger's seat, waiting. Was he saying ‘Goodbye’ to the house too?

Troy drove fast once we made our way out of his place on a foggy night. Dawn was yet to break but for us it still would be dark.

 "Did Maya call?" He interrogated as we were nearing the air base. I nodded in answer.

"I don't know if I will see her again." I murmured then cleared my throat.

Troy let out an exaggerated sigh "C'mon man, don't even start this shit again, you always run after death whenever we go on a new mission." He snapped. I raised an eyebrow.

"I am being serious here." I growled, running a hand through my short hair.

"Yeah right!" He chuckled. I shook my head and decided to change the topic.

"You talked to Jenny?" I asked him, because that's the only family he has, his mother. Well, if you wanna call his asshole of a brother who left them when he turned eighteen to enjoy what the world has to offer him. Then I guess he had a brother too.

"Yeah, man her tears almost drowned me." Troy laughed, stopping on the red signal.

**

Two hours later…

The troops were sitting in the military aircraft, which was filled with nothing but uncomfortable tension. I glanced around and saw soldiers ready for it. If you ask me I knew every man was thinking about their loved ones. Will they ever be able to see them again....or not?

I too was like them. A picture of Maya was in my hands, I stared at it, remembering the time it was taken, when I had returned home from my very first mission. She had been exceedingly happy when she saw me and had invited all my friends for dinner. The picture I held was from the very same night. She was smiling here, her long brown hair falling on her shoulders, matching perfectly with her brown eyes. She looked a lot like my mother that’s why both me and the old man were so attached to her.

Troy had fallen asleep almost an hour ago. I glared at him when his snoring hit my ears disturbing my peace because he was sitting right next to me, a little too close. Other soldiers were either trying to get a nap or talking in hushed tones. I looked around at the guys who were going to accompany me on this deadly mission. These men and women in the troops were now my family, my brothers. They were my responsibility to protect and I was theirs.

I tried my best to ignore the pansy ass beside me. I don't know why I put up with his shit, because he knows me too well, I guess. Even better than I know myself, secrets like that which I hide in a cave he somehow manages to find them!