Red (Colors Sequel)

Chapter 8

"Alright. Good night Cry." He waved at me before leaving. I turned around as well and started walking to my tent.

This week had been so uneventful that I was bored to my core. It wasn't that I wanted us to be attacked or anything, but I at least wanted something to happen.

I really wanted to attack our enemies, but Nate had deemed it too soon.
It had been weeks.

I didn't know how much more nothing I could stand.

I arrived at my tent and jumped in my bed after having thrown my shoes away. I needed to think positively.

At least, Cry hadn't been angry at me. And I think he was actually thinking about having sex with me which was a bit weird considering everything. But I wasn't complaining.

To me, as long as it didn't mean anything, it wasn't betraying Ethan. Betraying Ethan would mean having feelings for someone.

On another note, Nate had been behaving ever since, which was nice. He was actually really cool once he stopped being a jackass.

And he was being a good Lieutenant. Which was relieving because I didn't have to do everything by myself anymore.

He still had his moments, but Cry was usually quick to put him back in his place so I didn't mind it as much.

Bob and Tyler had grown closer, weirdly enough. Wade too, but a bit less. I think he was still a bit wary of us. And I could understand why.

People were still talking about me behind my back saying I was a traitor for letting them into our camp, but I think it was slowly lessening. And I think it had something to do with either Nate or Cry (maybe both), but I don't think they would ever admit it to me.

It felt good knowing that things were starting to get back on track.

Soon, we would be able to attack our enemies. Our next target was the close-guard of our dear dictator, Sir Terry.

What a shitty fucking name. How could anyone ever take him seriously.

And he looked so dumb, too. No wonder we were so many to want him dead. That and he was a cold-blooded killer.

I sighed.

I guess things were good.

But I was still bored. Everything was just so quiet.

As if cue, I heard some footsteps outside.

Huh.

I guess it was another soldier creeping around either unable to sleep or going to see their lover.

But it was weird. The more I listened, the more it sounded like a whole group of people walking around. I don't think we had sent anyone out on a mission.

But then again, maybe Nate had sent them, I wouldn't put it past him. I shook my head.

No, Nate had changed and I needed to stop thinking so negatively about him.

I relaxed my shoulder and sunk down deeper in my bed. I shouldn't worry. Even if there had been enemies attacking, our soldiers dispatched around the edge of the camp would've alerted us. I trusted them and so I didn't need to worry.

I closed my eyes.

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I needed to check what was making all that noise or it would drive me crazy.

I climbed out of my bed and hastily slipped on my shoes. I quietly got out of my tent and tip-toed around it, trying to get where the sound was coming from.