Life of a Soldier

3:45 am

I woke up early again due to there being some tv static and dripping water, even though either of us had gotten up from the bed, well, I think . I wanted to sleep on the couch but instead he dragged me into his bed, insisting he would. But instead of sleeping on the couch like he said he fell asleep, he began cuddling me a bit as he held me close to his body. People didn't lie when they said he had a tight grip on things, and I can see how. Throughout this whole entire time, he wouldn't even be a bit loose, his arms were hugging my hips a bit and every time I moved it'd be a struggle to. Even when I tried moving his arms it was a hassle to. I was able to get out though but he would've been up, which to my surprise he isn't. As I got up I put my hoodie back on, going into the living room. I turned the tv off and checked to make sure the water wasn't on, and so I went back to the couch. There wasn't a lot to do other than look around and write some more stuff in my diary. But then on the other hand I still had my phone and headphones, so I put them on.

As I turned on some music I laid down and looked at the tan-ish like ceiling, it was fancy and plain at the same time. I'm guessing he doesn't really have time to decorate his room or office since he's always busy. I decided to put my boredom to an end as I went to check up on Torcher, in which he was still sleeping, I think. As I walked over to him I gently rubbed his head, trying to see if really was knocked out cold. Turns out he's just in a deep-sleep, as suspected. I left his room once again as I looked back at the clock. Still dawn, well, sort of.

I began walking into the bathroom as I turned on the light, looking at myself in the mirror. I hated seeing myself in the morning. A scar on my right eye, my whole body burned on the other half, and finally a messy hair do that I never bothered to change. I kept this hairstyle but made sure to clean it up a bit. I decided I was gonna change how I looked as I got into the shower, washing myself up. I could hear a bit of sounds but I dismissed it as I wet my hair. After a couple of minutes later I could smell something cooking, as I stepped out a bit. I didn't bring a towel since I didn't know I was going to be staying over so I just got dressed, putting my hair back into a ponytail. As I got out I began redoing my hair as I heard the door slightly creak open. "Oh, sorry to disturb you like that-" the voice was recognizable as I quickly looked at it, luckily it was Torcher, he had his eyes close before slightly opening them, looking at me. "Your dressed too luckily. What are you doing by the way?" He asked, opening the door a bit more as he walked over to me. "What does it look like I'm doing, I'm changing up my hairstyle.." my voice was a bit stern, but not to be taken seriously.

"You want me to help or do you want me to wait for you to finish up?" He cracked a couple of jokes, wrapping his arms around me.

"Stop treating me like a child sir, I am capable of doing things on my own.." I said, slightly hitting him with a brush. The only thing he did was let out a chuckle, rubbing his head. "I'm just asking shorty, don't get too defensive or you'd probably end up turning into a peanut" he said before walking off. I let out a sigh as I finally finished my hair, looking at the mirror. It looked amazing. Sure I didn't cut off my hair, yet, but it still was a little bit messy, but a neater version. I left the bathroom before seeing Torcher, eating some breakfast. "I saved you some pancakes incase if you wanted anything to eat"

"I don't usually eat breakfast.." after that it was a long silence before he spoke. "Well then eat."

I continued to stare at him as I just looked away. "Samuel you have to eat something, I'm not just gonna let you starve. Here." He got up from the couch as he grab the plate, handing it to me. I'd slightly push it away as he looked at me. "Do you want something else to eat, or you just don't like certain foods?" He asked, smirking a bit. "All I'm saying is that I don't usually eat breakfast, that's all!" Before I could add anything on he gave me a gentle kiss, smiling. "I was just joking ya know, if you don't want to eat then you'll have it later, ok?" The way his voice softened up a bit, as if he was whispering sounded amazing. All I could do was just give off a little nod as he backed up. "Imma get changed for the day, alright? Besides, we have some training to do."

"Oh yea, I forgot about that..." I mumbled, putting my hoodie on. As I looked at him, he began smiling again. "Just don't come by when I'm drunk alright?" He joked around again. "How come?" I turned around, moving my hand away from the door.

"Just letting off a warning, I have no control of what happens then.."