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Soldier
By haleyhollows

 


Soldier

I just didn't want to believe it.

“Brian, you can't just go out and join the fucking army.”
“Yeah I can! See? He's my registration!” He slid it across the table. “Please don't go.” Haley begged. They had only been married 2 months. “Baby, I'll be fine. Stupid terrorists come up to me I'll show em a picture of Johnny and their eyes will bleed.” He laughed, but everyone had their heads down.

“Brian, it's great you're serving your country and all, but A7X needs you...” Matt said with pleading eyes.

“Dudes! What's to worry about?! I'll be fine!”

And that was the second to last conversation we had before you left for Iraq. They blew you into bits. The plane was shot down on its way, and you were gone. It seemed like I replayed the conversation over in my head everyday. “I'll be fine!” No Brian. You weren't fine when someone shot your fucking plane down and you died. You weren't fine when it crashed.

We weren't fine when we had to look at your dead body, in your army suit. Haley didn't even go in. I looked quickly and left. Haley was on the floor, and that's when I noticed she was dead too. She had overdosed on some kind of pill. Not only did you kill yourself Brian, but you killed Haley.

And you're about to kill me. Me, Zackary Baker, standing on the roof of an apartment in LA. How can I live without my best fucking friend?

I look down at the ground. Life isn't worth living without your sick, hilarious sense of humor Brian. It felt like you had just come out and said to us, `I feel like going to get myself killed.' But in a way, I guess we all take risks. I just could've lived without you taking this one. Because in the end, I can't live without you. It sounds sick me saying that, but we were more than best friends. We were brothers. We did everything together and never had a second thought. Hey, if you got arrested, it wouldn't be just you in that cell. I'd be right there with you laughing my ass off. If you were in the hospital, I'd be there too. Right next to you, making sure you were ok. But you're not ok, Brian. You're dead.

Thanks to SynicalDoors. You guys seriously need to review! But just a little explanation for this…I've been writing really depressed lately because everyday life is sort of drama filled. Writing helps A LOT, so reviews help a lot more

Haley

 

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