Chapter 4

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"Chief? Chief please wake up."

I groaned and opened an eye before groaning even more at the soldier's face that way too close to mine. "Back off. I'm up." The soldier took a step back and saluted me.

I sat up on the bed and noticed with annoyance that all the pictures were still on the pillow next to me, on full display for the soldier to feast their eyes upon.

Great. So much for being emotionless.

I didn't even know this soldier's name.

Why were they waking me up anyway? Actually, that was a good question.

"What's going on?" I was not in a good mood. I had barely slept again and now this unfamiliar soldier was in my room, waking me up at the crack of dawn. Or at least, at what seemed to be the morning if the lights outside were anything to go by.

"Sir, uhm well-" "I am not a 'sir'. Never address as so again." The soldier widened their eyes and started blurting out apologies after apologies.

Fuck, I was not in the mood for this bullshit.

"Enough. Just tell me why you're here." The soldier straightened up and I rolled my eyes again. "Yes Chief. Soldier Cry sent me to get you. He and Lieutenant Nate need you."

No one fucking needs me.

I pushed the bitter thought away and stood up. I pulled the covers up and over the pictures and the box. I'll take care of it later.

I turned around and rolled my eyes at the soldier that was still just standing there, in my room, while I was only in a shirt and boxers.

"Do you want me to strip for you too? Get out of here! Tell Cry I'll be there in a minute!" The soldier widened their eyes for the second time today and scrambled out of the tent.

God fucking damn it. I hated everyone.

Why couldn't Cry come and get me himself anyway? I paused mid-action.

In fact, why hadn't he? It wasn't like he hadn't done it before. I glared at nothing in particular. If Cry was trying to piss me off, then he had succeeded.

I pulled a random shirt over my head as well as some blue jeans before putting on my shoes and walking out.

Fucking Cry. And fucking Nate too. It was like they had all ganged up on me to annoy me.

I took a deep breath as I arrived in front of the tent. I needed to remember what I'd learned yesterday. I probably needed to apologize to Nate.

I took another deep breath and walked in.

"Took you long enough." I did a double-take at Cry's annoyed tone. What was up with him today?

"Sorry I-" "Whatever. I just wanted to tell you that Nate and I are going to catch up with team green and team pink. There seemed to have been twice as many enemies as we first thought."

At the mention of his name, Nate looked up and I finally noticed him. He was sitting on a chair in the back of the tent, hunched over himself. Just like Cry, he was dressed in full battle gear.

"So you need me to come. Alright I'll-" "No we need you to keep watch." I was getting angrier and angrier by the second.

First Cry had woken me up at a fucking ungodly hour by a soldier I didn't know. Then, he'd scolded me and interrupted me -two time nonetheless-. And now this? Fuck that.

"You can't decide this shit without me." Cry glared at me and I took a step back. That was rare.

"No, but I can." Nate said while getting up and walking behind Cry. He put his hand on Cry's shoulder and I glared at the both of them.

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