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Good grief! This cannot be happening, not right now. He'd only offered me a cuppa, how could accepting it lead to this?
I push him away hastily and with as much force as I can muster with a cuppa in my hand; the hot liquid sloshing over the side if the cup. He stumbles away from me and shouts "What is up with you? You know you want me! Hell everyone knows you want me. Been there before, now can't stop looking." Shocked at his outburst I step away an retort " You. You absolute wanker Smurf! It's obvious to anyone with eyes that I don't want you. D'ya think that I insult you for the laughs? We aren't kids taunting each other in the playground. I fucking hate you! Touch me again and I will rip your balls off and leave you to bleed out you tosser." Breathing heavily after my rant I turn on my heel and pause as I see all my comrades staring at me. As my face burns red I duck my head and and make a hasty retreat to the med tent. The hollering behind me was the final straw. The moment I passed through the flaps of the tent I broke down, sitting on the medical table sobbing into my hands. Why me? From my curled position I could still hear the shouting now dominated by the sound of Captain James.
Why does Smurf never listen? If he'd listened this could all have been avoided. I continued to sob as the people outside made more noise than ever. All of a sudden there was silence, the sound of footsteps coming towards me pulled me out of my daze. I just managed to pause in my sobbing when the flap of the tent was opened and the one person that could embarrass me more than my dad was there.
Standing up I realised that I had to speak quickly "sir, I want to apologise. I was harsh and rude, it was uncalled for. I will apologise later. I'm sorry that I have embarrassed you and the rest of the troop." About to ramble on, he interrupted "Woah Dawsie, you have nothing at all to apologise for. Smurf is an obnoxious twat and everybody knows it. You aren't to blame here. Hell even some guys from the AA have had a go at him. You have made your feelings more than clear and he's a complete idiot not to have noticed."
The unexpected kindness set me off again and I began to sniffle. Peeking through my lashes at him I started to laugh at the panicked look on his face "what's that look for sir? I'm not going to eat you."
"Haha Dawsie. I'm glad your back to your usual self. You need to talk and you know where to find me yeah?" I nodded at him as he reached to take my hand.
Sorry. I know it's short. This hasn't been beta read so any constructive criticism is appreciated. I might write some more if I get chance. Thanks for reading