Random stories I wrote.

That night.

This one is about a girl in the army. Trigger warning. There will be burns, wounds, guns, explotions and mention of death.

I was just a teacher in the army. I used to teach history. It was my favorite thing to do. My partner was also in the army. It was just that night. That night they asked me to go to the army base. My partner needed to stay behind to train for missions. I got in the helicopter. I was so excited. I have never been to the base before. That night they thought it would be fun to show me around. That night was the worst of all. No one expected that the enemy knew where the base was. No one expected the attack. It came out of nothing. Explosions everywhere. I don't really remember it. There was fire, smoke and screams. I remember being struck. I remember running. All the dead corpses on the ground. Everyone was running. Enemies come from every side. Shots, more explosions and screams. Then I saw him. He came running in with 10 other men. I don't remember getting out but I woke up in a white place. Doctors running around. Machines beeping. I remember not feeling my body. I couldn't move. I just laid there. He was there. Tears streamed down his face and he was shaking in worry. I remember him clinging onto me the moment I woke up. He covered me in kisses and told me what happened after I passed out. 20 people died that night. The rescue crew wasn't able to save the rest. 7 people survived in total. I was one of them but I was never the same.

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I look in the mirror. I can't even look at myself. My entire left side, from my toes to my neck are covered in burns. Cuts from the grenades. Tears form in my eyes. I feel arms wrap around my waist, holding my hips.

"You are beautiful my love. You and your scars." He kisses the scars on my neck and I break. Tears flow down. He pulls me to his chest slowly rocking me.

"It's okay. You are safe. I am here. I will never leave you." I bury my face in his chest as I cling onto him. He is my safe space. He loved me before those stupid scars and now he does too. He doesn't care that I am a monster. He loves me no matter what.

"Want to tell me about that night?" He asks. I hear the concern in his voice. I nob and we sit down. He lays down and I cuddle up to him. Once I am close enough he plays with my hair. A soft, comforting smile rests on his face and he looks at me. I realize it is time to tell him.

"That night..." 

A/n: anyone else wanna join the army?