Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of the Glee characters.
Prologue
She stares at me, and then looks away. I reach out to touch her cheek, but she flinches away. Almost as if I'm poison. Cold- hearted. That's what she called me. Says I'm cold-hearted with no feeling or emotion. She thought I didn't care about her. I cared. I knew I cared, but she couldn't feel it. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to make thing right, before I left. I was leaving for a seven year tour. I enlisted in the army without telling anyone. I didn't tell my family, my friends, not even her. She told me she was going to leave him, so she could be with me. Am I a fool to leave her? She walks towards me, "is this goodbye?" "I'll come back for you Brittany." Brittany shook her head. She put her hand over her mouth and began walking away holding back her tears. I turned and walked away with my head held high. I didn't turn back. I wouldn't cry. I'm a solider now.
I walked towards the street where the truck was waiting to pick me up. I hoped on the truck with my uniform on, and sat next to a guy wiping sweat off his forehead. He had this stupid looking Mohawk in which I knew they would cut as soon as we got there. The truck begins to pull off. "Well hey there pretty lady, the names Noah but all my fans call me Puck." "Santana." "So what's a little lady like you doing on the truck to hell? Shouldn't you be somewhere safe making your man happy." Puck winked at her while she pretty much ignored his existence. I take one last glance at the park where Brittany and I had our first date. I remember taking her to the duck pond. She was so excited. I wasn't in the mood to be friendly with this idiot.
I was leaving it all behind. I took one last look at the park. Dogs pacing next to their masters. Couples sitting on the hill. Children playing on the swings. The tree where I first told Brittany I loved her. I love her. I was leaving it all behind to fight in a war that seemed to never end. Puck glanced over at me then tapped my shoulder, "was that your girl you was saying goodbye to?" I looked at him to see if I could see a shimmer of hate or judgment in his eyes, but there was none. Just general friendly concern. "She isn't my girl. She has a husband, and two kids." "So, the look on your face says you love her." "Yeah, I do." "So there a reason you're here?" "I enrolled myself, serving my country." "Wow, you're pretty strong to be able to just leave her, in hopes she'll wait for you." "Yeah, if that's what you want to call it."
Puck smirks, closes his eyes, and lays his head back to the wall of the truck. I laid my head back, and stare at the ceiling. On the outside I look like a soldier, but really my heart was dying a thousand times over and over again. I was leaving the one person I ever truly loves. All I wanted to do was spend the rest of my life with her. I started to chuckle.
Puck opened his eyes and asked what was so funny. When I didn't reply, he looked at me, then pushed my over my head to cover my eyes. Puck leaned his head back on the wall and closed his eyes. I could feel the tears rolling down my cheeks. All I could think about was how cold-hearted she believed me to be. I mumbled, "These are for her." Puck peaked at me, and smiled. I tried to relax, letting the rocking of the truck and the long journey ahead take me away to my last peaceful dream land.
A/N: This is my first time writing for others to read. I pretty much just write in the privacy of my own home. I'm open to criticism and would gladly love reviews. I'm new to this so try not to tear me apart so fast.
