A.N
Hey guys! so this chapter will have the following:
abuse
just wanted to let you know!!
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"Then Lets go get those son of a bitches."
Raz nods. Is he with the Seven now? He guesses. For now, anyway. The Foundation told everybody to load up. And that there was a loot room in the back.
If Slone sees me-
No. no. He can't think about that now. What he needs to think about is that he was going to war. Again. But this time he was with the Seven. He tries hard not to think about his first training session.
"Try harder!" Slone slaps Raz to the ground. Then pulls him up by his shirt. "I'll have you know, talk back to me again, i won't go so easy on you." And slams him to the ground.
As Slone walks away, Gunner was watching that entire time. Raz is curled up in a ball, scared and crying. Gunner runs over.
"no! please don't.. hurt me..."
"Hey turn around."
Raz slowly turns around, face to face with Gunner.
"Gunner!" Raz slams into Gunner with a hug, sobbing softly into his chest.
"Shh shh it's okay, it's okay. Hey, you're sleeping in my room tonight."
Raz nods slowly, eyes red from crying.
Gunner takes him to his quarters of the HQ, and helps clean the cuts off the young boy. He was eight at the time. When it was ready to go to bed, Gunner pulled Raz close, watching as the boy falls asleep. "Don't worry, i'll get you out of this one day, i promise." Gunner kisses Raz on forehead.
"Raz! You good?!"
He snaps out of it, looks at Jones and doesn't say anything.
