"Welcome Home Soldier" A Jacob Seed X OC fanfic

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

I woke up and looked around the small bedroom, it was the room I was given to sleep in the night Jacob and I got back from the jail.

It took me a moment to remember the previous night, and I smiled at the memory.

~~~LAST NIGHT~~~

Jacob had gotten into the drivers seat and began driving us back to the Whitetail Mountains. Jacob hadn't said a word since we got in the truck, so I decided in my drunk state, I should break the silence.

"Why do you have to be such a Debbie downer?" I said looking over at him. "Just because I don't act like a child, doesn't mean I'm a 'Debbie downer' he said that last part mockingly.

"Yea you are! We were all having a great time and you had to get all grumpy and make us leave! Are you allergic to fun or something?" I giggled at my question but he just huffed.

"I can turn around and you can stay with John tonight if that's what you want" his words were laced with venom at mentioning John's name.

"Oh my god! Are you for real right now" I started laughing. "What are you talking about now?" He said annoyed.

"You're jealous, aren't you?" I said while poking his arm. "And what exactly do I have to be jealous about?" He acted clueless.

"You're jealous that John and I talked so much! Admit it! Jacob Seed is a jealous man!" I giggled as he scrunched his nose.

"I'm not jealous, just stop talking" he turned the radio up. I turned the radio back down "no, tell me, why are you such a grumpy ass? What's your story Seed? And don't give me any of that bullshit you pulled at dinner".

" I don't have time for this" he spoke, never taking his eyes off the road. "It takes forever to get back to The Veterans Center, we have plenty of time, you're just making excuses. I told your family the things I went through, so tell me yours" I said crossing my arms, my father always said I got my stubbornness from my mother, unfortunately I'll never know.

He sighed loudly before beginning to speak "I burnt down my foster families barn, they were abusive to John and Joseph, I hated them, they had me arrested and put in Juvie, and when I turned 18 I joined the army, I was a marksman in the 82nd airborne division, hoo-rah" he raised his fist in the air, still staring at the road.

He continued "I was in the first Gulf War in Iraq, my partner, my best friend Miller and I were shot down and separated from our unit, the nearest base was about 200 kilometers, we didn't have enough food or water, we were starving, Miller was injured when we were shot down, and he wasn't doing well, he died in my arms and I knew it wasn't going to be long before I followed him, but the brain thinks crazy things when you're starving to death, you see, you take away a man's basic needs and he will revert to his primordial instincts in just 10 days, and that's what I did, I couldn't stop myself, I thought it's what he would have wanted, I thought god was testing me, and so I did what I had to, to survive" he paused and I looked at him, "Jacob, what did you do?" For the first time since he started talking, he looked over at me, regret and sadness in his eyes "I ate him".

I couldn't blink away the tears forming in my eyes, I'm glad he told me, but perhaps I shouldn't have pushed him. "Jacob, I'm not saying what you did was right, but if you didn't, you would have died, and then who would be babysitting me while I'm drunk" I tried to lighten the mood, to take his mind off of it.

"So you admit you're drunk? Glad we're on the same page darlin'" he chuckled slightly "so, you scared of me now? Afraid I'm gonna go full zombie and eat you?" He raised a brow.

"I'm not scared of you Jacob, I never have been. I've encountered men who have done far worse than you, and enjoyed it" I said dryly.

Ahead there was a fork in the road, to get back to The Veteran's Center we should have turned right, but Jacob turned left "Jacob, you went the wrong way" I said looking out the window.