***THOMPSON***
"Get the fuck out of my face Stahl." I yelled
"Just give me a piece against the Sons. you will be left alone"
"I have a deal for you, you and me fight 2 pm Saturday If i win i don't tell you shit, you win i'll tell you something. and make it in front of the Sons." I proposed
"Deal"
"see you then." I mumbled
i walked over to the fridge and grabbed a beer. sitting down I kicked my feet up and light a smoke.
"Shit" I told myself
by the end of two 24 pack and two packs of smokes, my house smelt and so did I. I don't remember falling asleep, truthfully I don't remember much. other then I had set a date for a fight tomorrow in front of the SOA, if they weren't there I didn't fight. I trained most of the day, trying to getting back into my fighting mood.
"Hey Scar wake up."
"Go away Clara."
"Scar its 11 and that ATF bitch called and told me that the fights at the gym and the Sons will be there."
" Fine go find me my stuff."
"Already done. Its on the bed, go shower."
I crawled off the couch and took a shower, I put on a pair of boxing shorts and a boxing sport bra. I put on a sweat shirt and sweat pants over top, I try to cover up the bruises on my neck but fail so. I grabbed my old sea bag at the bottom of the bag was a box with the engraving *Semper Fi. In side was old letters and my old dog tags, before I sat down on my bed i put some jeans and my half black top inside. I started to read a letter.
Dear Lt. Colonel Scarlett Thompson,
My dear friend it seems odd to call you by your true rank, but it seem my commanding officer wants me to address any other military by their ranks.It is my punishments . I hear that in a week your going to be living in the *real world. Im happy for you that your rotation is up, i still got some time, then again you always have been lucky. Remember that prank we pulled against that kid in the 27th platoon, it got us in so much trouble we almost got discharged. I won't be able to see you before you go, I'm shipping out to some place. Semper Fi Scarlett, good bye my dear friend.
Major Jane Anderson.
Reading these old letter made me laugh, Jane's letters made me remember all of the crazy stuff we did. The next letter I pulled out was the newest one.
Dear Lt.Colonel Thompson,
It pains me to inform you that Major Jane Anderson died with her fire squad. Her service will be Tuesday, you are also gaining everything due to the fact that she willed you everything. Her daughter Kris is also willed to you, since Jane only wanted you to take care of her.
General Dickson
The letter brought back memories that i though i had forgot. I was in tears when a small body came in, I look at the door way to see a 4 year old, with red hair and big green eyes. She came running, i picked her up and put her on my knee. She looked just like her mother, her red hair and green eyes, she was like Jane only 25 years younger.
"Kris momma has to go, ok and then she will be back."I spoke
"ok mom, where you crying."
"yes but dont my child everything is fine."
We left for the gym 20 mintues later, we had some time so we sat around talking.
*SEMPER FI - always faithful. this is a Jarhead term. Latin in orgins
