In which she falters .... .
I be damned.... Totally and completely . I mean, who is even that tall , mocha, and handsome? I hated myself for my reaction towards him. All my men and women noticed the falter in my voice when I turned to him. Then he spoke and my insides hardened...
It was then that I knew he was bad news. Even that sly grin he had on when he too noticed it killed me... Absolutely. I had to steer clear away from him. I couldn't afford being weak infront of everyone.
I looked away from him and shrugged. It's not like he's the only guy to make me wet my panties... To be honest, every male on camp did something to me, only different intensities. I blame that on my body, which is typically a whore in nature and my heart which is a diamond in the rough by experience. Never again could I go back to how I was....
The rest of the day passed by as it always does. Only this time I constantly felt eyes on my ass.... Every time.I hated how much I loved it.
Immediately supper time came, I released them to the mesh room. Everyone knew that my troop worked hardest and longest. I gave nobody a break... Literally and figuratively. To be fair, I let them off on Saturdays and Sundays and sometimes Friday if they had been extremely good. I knew that once in the battle field, there would be no breaks. The enemy wouldn't give you time to eat, let alone to pee. You'd be dead even before you opened your fly.
I stomped all the way to our senior most lieutenant to file a complain. I couldn't tolerate lateness within my troop. I sure as hell needed him to understand that and take him to another troop with a more lenient lieutenant.
After saluting and getting his permission to be at ease, I said what was on my mind.
"Requesting a shift of one member sir, " I nodded politely at the end.
"What is this I hear?"
"Reques......."
"I heard you alright... But why?"
"Well sir, he was late this morning and he had the nerve to smile at me, sir, "
"Who?"
"The newly joined soldier sir, "
He chuckled low and long.
The response I got was totally unexpected and derailing.
"This is a first, " he snickered.
"Excuse me, sir?"
"You admitting that you can't handle a mere soldier, very refreshing, " he chuckled.
"I didn't say I couldn't handle him.... I just said......" As I said it out loud, I realised that it was exactly what I had said. He raised a condemning brow.
"That's OK sir, I can handle anyone, " I frowned at him.
"Oh come on Stasha, you always don't have to be so uptight about everything, " he went around his desk and threw his hand over my shoulder.
"I know that, but if anything happens to them out in the field, guess who they're going to blame?" I let the question hang heavy over our heads, just to give him the clear picture like every other time.
"Everything is gonna be OK Stasha. You are the best we have And your students are absolute perfection, they'll be fine, " he reassured me.
Davis was the best to a father I could ever get. Ever since I joined his camp about 5 years back, he had always taken care of me. I was a hard headed no nonesence bitch and he loved that. Said I reminded him of his daughter Sasha.
We grew closer in time and he eventually began inviting me over for Christmas and other holidays.... Not that I went anyway.
Ever since I turned 18, I had been on this camp. All my 4 years were spent grilling me to the lieutenant I am. Not an easy task if you ask me.
Of course, I had yet to be on an actual battle field, Davis always had an excuse.
For the first 2 years, I was too inexperienced. The 3rd year, I'm just new to the whole lieutenant thing. 4th year, no war. 5th year, I'm too valuable to that camp.
Personally, I wanted the thrill that came with war. The running, shooting, blood.... It exhilarated me. I'm freaky, I know but it's what I've always known.
I never gave two fucks if I was killed at war or anything, I was down for it. It's not like my family would miss me or shit.
My main aim of joining the army was to die.... Far far away from home on foreign soil, hoping my body would not be found. Hoping that I'd find peace which I hadn't even gotten a glimpse of back home.
Hoping I'd find peace among the death, dying free and fighting, with a family.... The army.
Pitiful, I know.
"You know, you don't always have to distance yourself.... Some people do love you and would miss you if anything were to happen to you, " he drew me into his arms and hugged m for the longest time.
The only real reason I've really held on this long is coz of this man who didn't know a miota of me but still loved me. Something my own blood couldn't, wouldn't, and probably shouldn't.
I walked out of his makeshift office and headed to my cabin. I had long forgotten about dinner. I was no longer in need of food nor water.
Davis anyway would get someone to bring food to me. He always did. It's like he had this 6th sense that informed him I hadn't eaten.
True to my thoughts, there was the regular girl who brought my food.
"Lieutenant!" She saluted.
"Come on Molly, I've told you now and again, I'm just Stasha.... Alright?" I smiled at her.
She smiled back, standing at ease and walking to me with the container that carried my dinner. She gazed at me some time before smiling more.
"Forgive me Stasha but if you were into girls, I'd so do you, " she blueyed out.
I was so taken aback. I wasn't in a million years expecting that from timid shy Molly. Seeming to hear herself, she gasped and stared at her shoes.
"Where is this suddenly coming from?"
She didn't talk, just kept on staring at her shoes as if they held the answers.
I gave her the go ahead to talk and she looked up fearfully. I guess the frown on my face wasn't welcoming.
"I'm sorry but we were showering when some guys started talking about you, well.... In explicit details, all imagination of course...... I started imagining it then today I saw you.... You're eyes were closed and..... You were singing and your hands were all over your......"
"OK! OK, I get it... Sorry you had to see that, " I took the food and walked to my bed.
"Please, don't be. You got me off, " she turned all red and scampered off.
Lucky you, I thought. I hadn't gotten off in 6 years..... I just couldn't bring myself to. Great, now you've made me sexually frustrated, I mentally groaned as I shoved son food into my mouth.......
