Behind Closed Doors

Chapter 3

"Hey!" I yelled at Rich, as he was rolling away from me, but then he stopped. "Look, they're things we just shouldn't talk about James. Okay?" Rich explained to me in a odd way. I don't get it, first he all calm and collective, but now he's being weird and awkward. "Okay?" I answered, if he doesn't wanna talk about it, I guess I can't force him too. But once my memory comes back, he won't be able toy hide it anymore.

We came back to my house, to see a man in a military uniform talking to Carrie. "Oh my god..." Rich said under his breath, as if he was petrified at the site of the army guy. The army then got up and walked towards me with the look of observation. "Ah, how long has it been James? Fifth teen years?" he asked, seeming happy to see me, but I don't even know the guy. "Yea I guess. Who are you again?" I asked him and he looked at Rich with a smile, "How about you tell him who I am Richard." he said, and I swear it's like Rich had seen a ghost. "James, this is Commander Sean Briggs, our former commander in war many years ago." he explained to me, and then I had another vision. It was a series if visions, showing how Sean helped me through the academy and war. I smiled at him a stuck my hand for a handshake. From my memory it seems like he's a nice caring, and helping man. We shuck hands and he smiled back at me. "Want to go to the bar and hang? For old times." he asked and I nodded yea to him. Maybe I can find out more if my past from him.

We were laughing and having fun at the bar, we wasn't drinking much, mainly talking. "James, just want to say something. I know it's hard to remember things right now, but if you ever need help I'm always here." Sean said, just the thing I wanted to hear. "Well, I do wanna know one thing." I said in a faint voice to seem innocent. He looked at me with a puzzled look, which pretty much asked what, "What happen to cause my memory lost?" I asked him. He then sat up in his chair and sighed, "You were squad was ambushed by Russian solider, it was a bloody massacre. A man from the watch tower knew they were coming, but decide to trade on your team and didn't tell." he explained, and my heart sank in my chest in anger and frustration "What was his name!?" I asked in a firm. aggressive tone, "Blake Rogers." he answered, and I started to get another vision. The visions consisted of man trying to make my army like a living hell, it was Blake. That must be the guy I was yelling over the walky-talky at. That fucker set me up all those years ago and cost me my memory. Once I find that son of a bitch, I'll make sure he pays for what he's done to me, Rich, and my whole squad.