Hero of My Own Story

Ass Full of Donuts

VINCENT'S POV 

"ATTENTION!" All of the men scurried out of their beds, their underwear half falling off, and their hair looking as if birds nested there. 

I groaned, rolling out of bed, smacking the floor harshly right on my butt. I massaged the painful area, feeling a bruise threatening to form. I rubbed my eyes, my pupils trying to adjust to the harsh light coming in from the small windows. 

I quickly stood up, saluting my leader, Scarface. My cold toes scrunched up on the floor, my bones begging to be popped. 

"TODAY IS THE DAY! ALL OF YOU LAZY ASSES HAVE BEEN WAITING YOUR WHOLE LIFE FOR THIS DAY. AND, FOR MOST OF YOU, SADLY, THIS WILL BE THE BEST DAY YOU'LL EVER GET." Scarface walked back and forth, his back rigid. His eyes were black, and his hands were twisted behind his back. The gray hair that was framing his face gave away his age, and the wrinkles that formed around his eyes and mouth was from yelling so much. His exterior held no feeling, no emotion, just coldness.

To be quite honest, he scared the hell out of me. 

My face was straight, no emotion showing, but my insides were twisted into a billion knots. 

"NOW, I WANT YOU ALL TO REPORT TO THE CAVE IN T-MINUS 40 MINUTES. IF YOU ARE BUT ONE MINUTE LATE, I SWEAR ON EVERYTHING MY WIFE OWNS, WHICH IS MORE THAN YOU STUPID BRAINS COULD COMPREHEND, YOU WILL BE THROWN OUT ON YOUR ASSES!" 

It took everything I had to keep the laugh, that was threatening to escape, inside. 

"DO YOU IDIOTS UNDERSTAND?" He yelled, his eyes blazing with fire.

"YES, SIR, YES!" The whole room echoed, our hands reaching up to salute him. I kept my posture straight, my shoulders down, and my legs straight. 

"NOW GO EAT SOME ... DONUTS OR SOMETHING." He murmured, dissmissing us with a wave of a hand. 

Hoots and howls were heard throughout the room as the men raced towards the dining area. 

"Dude, it's donut time." My main man, Jared, grinned at me. He rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming with the image of donuts. His brown hair was longer than usual and was close to covering his blue eyes. He was short, stubby, and a little bit on the chubby side. 

Okay, let's be honest. He was a lot on the chubby side. 

"Man, don't you think you've had enough donuts?" I bellowed, slapping him on the back. He looked up at me with a lifted eyebrow.

"Is that even a thing? Can you ever have enough donuts?" He rubbed his stubby chin, shaking his head. He started trotting towards the dining zone, his head bobbing up and down. 

I smirked, slapping his butt. "Well, I'm sure your ass would like a break from the donuts." 

"Hey--dude. I'm training to be a linebacker! My ass needs all the padding it can get." My smirk grew has he grabbed the nearest box of donuts and found a seat in the corner. He started stuffing donuts in his face, the chocolate piling up around the corners of his mouth. He moaned, his eyes rolling back in his head with pure ecstasy. 

I sat down next to him, streching my arms behind my head. I rolled my head side to side, feeling the satisfying pops echo inside of my ears. 

I took a deep breath, letting my head rest against the cold wall. "What do you think you're gonna get?" 

He didn't bother swallowing as he spoke up, the donuts sputtering out of his mouth with every word. "I don't know. Hopefully just a police officer or something." 

I scrunched up my eyebrows, looking him square in the eyes. "A police officer? You spent all this time training to become a police officer? Dude, you're crazy as hell." 

He grabbed another box of pastries, stuffing two whole donuts into his mouth. "Hell yeah! Police officers just get to sit around all day ... they practically get paid to eat donuts. Doesn't that just sound like the perfect life?" 

I shook my head, a small smile on my face. "Only you," 

He grinned, the chocolate completely covering his face. "What about you? What do you wanna get?" 

Somehow, he had managed to get chocolate on his forehead and cheeks. I silently laughed. 

I bit my lip, running my hands through my hair. "I hopefully want to get something to do with the army." 

"Of course ... following in the footsteps of your dad." I nodded, the images of my father popping into my head. His green eyes burned holes straight into my brain, and my blood seemed to get sadder. 

We sat silent for a few minutes. Men around me were laughing, boxing eachother, and stuffing their faces with donuts. 

"And then I was like --- gurl, your boobs are totally too small for ass ... she might have slapped me, but her face was totally worth it." I grinned, overhearing the men's conversations. 

Men will be men. 

I heard another shuffle besides and looked down to see four empty donut boxes sitting next to me. "Dude, how many have you had?" 

"I don't know ..." He laughed, slapping my shoulder. " I lost count at 35." 

"You really are an ass full of donuts." 

AHHH! So I had so much fun writing this chapter! I hope you have as much fun reading it! I just can't thank you enough for all your support! 

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