Miranda's pov
He was unconscious in the hospital bed. "Is he gonna be okay?" I ask, shakily. He shrugs. "We're doing everything we can ma'am. But he's got a lot of mental issues. PTSD, the strange headaches, depression, hallucinations." He lists it off, sending fear through me. "Oh Jason!" I gasp, laying my head on the glass. "Please be okay."
Jason's pov
*in his dream*
"Guys?!" God dammit! Where is everyone?! This forest is super thick. I pull out my machete and chop down some branches to get passed. "BRANTLEY!!!" He lifts a shaking hand. I hit my knees beside him. "W-What happened buddy?" I shakily gasp. "You.... You did this." What?! I stand back up, shaking. "N-No... No! Please! I didn't! Oh God!" I might've killed my best friend. "Oh B I'm so sorry!" I scream when Mike falls out of the tree beside me. Shit!!! I probably did this too! Too much. It's too much.
Miranda's pov
I run a hand through his sweaty hair. "Oh man, please be okay." I whisper worried. Suddenly his hand shoots up and wraps around my hair. "Ow! Ow! Jason! Stop! You're hurting me!" He opens his eyes and lets go of me. "Where am I?" He asks worried. "The hospital. It's okay, Jason." "No it's not. I killed them!" "No you didn't!" "Where's B and Mike?" "B's at his house and Mike is in the waiting room."
Jason's pov
They're okay. Phew. I was just dreaming then. A doctor walks in. Luckily that killer headache is gone. "Ma'am please wait in the waiting room." He says. She gives me a worried smile and leaves. "What's goin' on man?" "Are you aware you have PTSD?" I nod. "Had it since Vietnam." "Well you almost attacked that girl." My eyes go wide. "I did? Is she okay?!" "Yes but I'm gonna have to restrain you just in case." Uh oh. "N-No doc, th-that's not a good idea. Being cornered is what sets me off. You really don't want to do that!" I gasp worried. "I don't want to have to worry about my medical team. Just relax sir." I take a deep breath, terrified, staring straight ahead as he straps my hands down. "I'm tellin' ya man, you're makin' a mistake." I shakily say. But he walks out without another word. I stare down at the straps, fear filling me. I try to unstrap them but it's impossible.
~flashback~
I hear Brantley scream my name but I can't pull free of these shackles. "Ahh! Come on!!" He yells again. "B!" I cry desperately. My wrists bleed trying to pull free.
Miranda's pov
He screams and tries to free his hands. "Jason!!" I cry, opening the door and running in his room. He opens his eyes and yanks on the straps. "Let me go! You bastards!! I won't tell you anything!!" "Jason, I'm not...
Jason's pov
"We've got ways of making you talk." The guy growls. I glare at him enraged. "If I ever get free you'll be dead! It ain't a threat! It's a promise!" I growl. "Stop it!" He mutters rolling his eyes. He shockingly unstraps me. Big mistake.
Miranda's pov
He smiles. "You're a fucking fool." He growls sitting up quickly and grabbing my neck. I try to pull free. "Jason! Stop!" I gasp desperately. He slams my head into the bar and stands up, holding me down. "Let me go!" "You're the idiot who let me free. Now I'll keep my promise. And avenge my brother." He growls, strapping my hands! "Jason!" I cry.
Jason's pov
He sure doesn't know how to interrogate a prisoner. Idiot. The door opens and the guard walks in. "You don't know anything! You'll never know anything!" I yell, throwing a smoke grenade at him. I slip out the door while they cough.
Miranda's pov
The doctor runs to me. "Are you okay?" I can't stop crying. I can't believe he attacked me. He helps me sit down. "Why'd you unstrap him?!" I'm an idiot. The doctor runs out with a sedative.
Jason's pov
The building starts to shake. "Freedom!" I yell, running through a door.
Mike's pov
Oh shit! Jason stumbles to his knees as the doctor sedates him. He stares at him wide eyed and horrified. "No!" He gasps then grabs his throat and starts choking him! I run over and pull the doctor. "Jason! This is Mike your commanding officer! Stand down, soldier! You're gonna get the whole platoon killed!" I yell, my foot rests against his chest. "M-Mike?" "Yeah, man. Stand down!" He lifts his hands in the air, surrendering. The cop at the door grabs his hands. His eyes go wide. "Wait! Don't!" I gasp. "What?" The cop asks confused. "Just let go of him. He does and I grab his arm. "Jason, it's me Mike." "What's the plan man?" "There's no plan. You're not at war anymore." His eyes go wide. "What? Yes I am! I was shackled to a wall!"
Jason's pov
Shit. I get it. My PTSD. I'm imagining everything. "Mike... Help me!" "I will man. Don't worry." He says, walking down the hall with me.
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A War Love Story
Fanfiction2 people meet in the most unlikely of places. Becoming not only partners but friends. And soon they'll stop at nothing to keep each other safe.
