I hardly sleep anymore with the torture sessions and the memories of the wars. I go to the gym at four thirty. I punch the punching bag over and over going into flashbacks. I stepped back and did a cork twist kick to the bag. The bag flew off hitting the wall. I was brought back by clapping. I shake my head and look up to see a blonde Jason look alike and a man with a metal arm.
"What did the bag do to you?" The blonde asked.
"Nothing I was stuck in memories." I said. Grabbing tape and patching the hole. I put it back up.
"Why are you here so early?" The man with a metal arm asked.
"I should ask you the same question." I paused.
"I have college classes and this is the time I come. However, I just don't sleep well." I said. I started punching the bag once again.
"Well it's a habit for us." The blonde said.
"Yes of course you were in the Army. By your stance and the way you understand so said work out." I said kicking the bag. I grabbed it and stopped it. My alarm went off. I grabbed it and turned it off.
"Maybe we can do this again but I have classes in a hour I got to get ready." I said grabbing my water and gym bag. I walked out the door and to my apartment. I took a shower and got dressed. I then locked up the apartment that Dad transferred to his alias. John-Riley Olympia. I walked to the school and to class.
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I'm back in the gym doing pull ups. The two men from last time walked in. My shirt is off and wearing a pair of shorts. I think I heard one said 'I'm going to be sick.' I keep going looking at them.
"Hello soldiers." I said pulling up then back down.
"Hi" they said trying to look away from my scars. I jump down and grabbed a drink of water.
"So what brings you fellows here?" I ask.
"Here for a work out. Can I ask why you have so many scars?" The blonde one asked.
My eyes darken. I shake my head. I slip on my shirt. My alarm goes off.
"I have a feeling that I'll see you later." I said. I walked out and went back to the apartment.
I got ready and went to class.
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I would say we became gym buddies. I don't know their names nor do they know mine. I got my degree in Studio art and Greek Culture I have another year for the Law. Ugh school!
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