Military Girl

Chapter 26: Water

Hey guys! This chapter is dedicated to @SugarLips22 and @kyliea72101 for being super excited about the last chapter and spamming my home page with comments. =P

On a worser note, if @SugarLips22 and @kyliea72101 weren't so excited, you wouldn't have gotten this chapter for a couple of weeks. Why? I have hives covering my entire body. No joke! Seriously I have no clue what I did but it caused me to have hives from my ankles to my thighs, to my wrists to my elbows. And I have them on my face and my hands are numb and swollen. But I'm pulling through and writing this for you guys. So hope you enjoy!

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I'm sorry, what? Did he say he was MY father? Not Tera's, but MINE. Captain Jones trains his gun on my me.

"Where's the REAL Tera?" He grits his teeth and tightens his finger on the trigger.

I raise my hands in a surrender.

"I believe she's behind the women's bathroom on the first floor. And I'm sorry for lying," I sigh. "But this isn't my father either. He's dead." I kick the mans elbow and his face falls in the sand. I stifle a snicker before turning back to Captain Jones.

"Then why do I have this in my pocket?" My "dad" struggles for something in his breast pocket. He pulls out a photo, of a family.

My mother stands next to a man, the man that's claims he's my dad. The man in the picture has blue eyes that are sparkling, like crystal. Same does this man here. Same blonde hair. Same height, roughly. I look at my mother. Beautiful, for once. Her hair is tied into a tight braid and her eyes light up, like she's actually smiling. The man has his large hand on a little boys head. Will's head, as a child. Mom is holding a small baby in her arms. Me. Maybe that's why mom hates me, because I look so much like my dad. And when he left, maybe she couldn't stand to look at me because I resembled him.

"Fine. Maybe he is my dad." I spit on the ground.

"Doesn't explaining it though. Your supposed to be dead! Shot in Combat. That means your DEAD!" I shout, trying to make my point. Dad sighs and lowers his head back into the ground.

"Maddie, didn't you ditch boot camp with another girl?" Captain Jones asks. I forgot he was standing beside me, a gun still glued to his hands.

"Yeah," my voice chokes. Nia, he means Nia. I feel like someone threw me in freezing cold water, and they'll only bring me out if I admit the truth.

"She's dead." I say. My lower lip wobbles. Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry.

I'm lifted out of the water. The truth hurts, but it helps to admit it. Knowing that other people will understand my pain. Comfort me if I want. But I don't want comfort.

I want to know why my father is alive. And how.