Henry

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It hase been sicks monthes since she saved me . Six monthes since i adopted this soldier and she hase slowley opened up to me . The first month it was like living with a meut . She never turned her back , rarly spoke and dident seem at all keen for kompany . It is still like that , but hase changed konsidrabley . Sometimes she sponanuisley starts telling me of how she used to live , like now,  and i wuld listen to everey word . It brakes my hart to now how she was raised , but fills it with joey that she is willing to tell me .

After waking me and telling me how she was woken she left my room . I sit up in bed , watching her retreating figure . Tho she is still sixteen she acts like she is older . From what i have herd she was never relly a kid . I want to give that back to her bevore it is to late . It hase been hard for me aswhell . She is a killer , she killed 25 men that night and onley God nows how manny others . She eeven enjoeyed it . I saw it in her yeys when she broke me out , that skared me a little , but i understand that it was a resaeu mittion . That is part of the reson why i adopted her . Because i dont now how long it whil be bevore she killes an orphan . I wuld have done so eneyway . Everey day i look into those kold brown yeys and wonder if it kuld be possable to make them warm . I kare for her . She dosent now it , but she kan bekome better . Her past made her stronger , and less brakeable . But she is like mercury . Posinus in her pure form , but in a lamp she kuld light up the world . I tend to add the lamp .

She did save me . That means that she dose have some level of hart . I rub my yeys and get out of bed . To mutch thinking for this earley . And no more sleeping after her storey . So of to breakfast . I moove to the living room and switch on the light . I spot Octavia at the kabnets grabing a snack bevore she runs . She is alwreddey in a sports bra , and some shorts . Now that i had seen the scars she makes no effort in hiding them from me . She kloses her yeys as the light filles the room , botherd by the sudden light but dosent komplain . She never komplaines .

I got what i wanted . A kid who never komplaines , dosent nag for atention . She dosent make a mess and never dose eneything nosy. I dont have to be afraid of her getting robed or hurt if she stays out late and she dosent make the rong friends . Instead i got a kid that i have to constantley chex if she actualy likes something . A kid who makes me nag for her atention and barly get enny . She isent bratty like a normal teatcher , but still rude in he rone way . I litarely have too look for evadance that she stil lives here and i get skared to death daly by a gerl who just apeers out of nowhere . She is like a ninja , you dont hear her unless she wants you to . If she stays out late , i am afraid for the people who tryey to hurt , or rob her because i have seen what she culd do when provoked . She sertanly dosent have enney friends , i have seen the way people react to her . She dosent nesasaraly do enneything , ecsept ocasianaly make a kreepy koment . But people seem to sence the danger i do , they usualy onley willingly talk to her once .

I alsow now that she is hiding something , whel quit a lot of things actualy , but one thing in particular.  She hase never told me who that bastard of a father is eether , i whuld love to make him ded . Because i am sertan he is responsable for those scars on her . She dosent hide them enneymore , not from me . I have looked at them from afar . Being military i culd pinpoint the cdause of some of them . There where klear stabwoonds and a vew burnmarks the ones on her knees where from falling hard on something like tar . Some where surgikal around places where bones tend to brake . Others , i culdent place .

Acording to my team , we have lost track of the HGI4 wepon . It was like it had just dissapeerd . I fear they might have scared of the orginasation who made it . I wish i was alowed back in . For as long as i was on that cace it hase been my drive . I had worked thrue nights on it and thrue vakation days . I guess octavia is alsow a destraktion of my remoovel from that kace . Atleast my team keeps me in the loop . Tho now it hasent relly been mutch use. After so long we havent eeven gotten a name or picture of the mastemind . It seems that they are always one step ahed of us , watching us scrambel for new leads and everey time we find one that person just so happen to die for some reson . Yther a heart atack or a car crash . Suiside or drowning . Sometimes the HGI wepon itself is deployed , but the boddyes always dissapeer bevore we can get enney information of off the brutil bialogikal wepon . All we now is that the person swells up and turnes blue instead of pale when they die .

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