After 2 says in the ICU I finally rerurned to the base. Luckily things between my dad and I are great. It turns out him and I have many things in common.
I've been trying to get up the courage to ask him why he did what he did.
"Dad, can I ask you an honest question."
"Sure, what's up?"
"Why did you.... Shoot me."
"Oh Iris... I really didn't want to tell you..."
"Please."
~Silence~
"We were getting bombed by North Korea because we failed to complete a trade... I didn't want you to be hurt or even worse killed. But I knew you'd be safe in the hospital."
"Oh..." I felt awful thinking of him as a bad person.
"After not seeing you for 16 years I wasn't about to lose you that quickly, your brother and I..."
"Brother?" I interrupted "I was always told I was an only child."
"Yes, before I left 17 years ago your brother was born, I decided to take him with me since we're short handed."
"I-I-is he still here?"
"He is on plate 99.0 right now... You shall meet him soon enough"
I was learning more about myself each day... Maybe coming out here isn't the worst thing I've ever done.
(Sorry again for a short useless chapter... I promise the next one will be the best one yet!)
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Living With The War
RandomIris lived with her single mom since she was born... 16 years later her mother goes nearly insane and drunk. Iris finally gets in contact with her dad, which may be the biggest the mistake ever.
