A/N: This is my second fan fiction and I hope you all enjoy it!! I must warn you that this is a Dark Edward. This chapter is pretty lame its just an intro to see if anyone is really interested in this. Thank you Maddux for editing this Chapter!!
Summary: Bella is tired of her life and decides that she's ready for adventure. She joins the U.S. Army but what happens when she meets the evil, twisted Drill Sergeant Mason?
It's my life
Don't you forget
It's my life
It never ends
Funny how I blind myself
I never knew
If I was sometimes played up
Afraid to lose
It's my life, No Doubt
Bella's POV
What was I doing? Is this what I really wanted? I was shaking, that's how nervous I was. I had been standing in front of the Army recruiting station for about ten minutes now. Why had this seemed like such a good idea to me? I looked behind me only to see the Marine recruiting station. I let a loud groan escape my lips. It was now or never. I held my breath and literally ran through the double doors.
"Hello, may I help you?" asked a lady in uniform, looking rather worried. She was very tall for a girl and had light brown hair, which was tightly secured in a bun. She appeared to be in her late 30s or early 40s. With her Army dress uniform on, she looked both very professional and very intimidating.
"Yes, I was thinking of joining and would just like to hear more about what the military can do for me. Do I need to make some sort of appointment?" I asked.
That was one week ago. The moment I told Renee that I was joining the Army, she cried her eyes out. She and Charlie both begged me not to join. They wanted to know why I had decided to make such a rash choice. They called me crazy and for a moment I began to believe them. We were, after all, in a time of war. We were fighting in places I didn't want to go. I would be stepping out of my comfort zone. No one expected quiet, shy and small Isabella Swan to go to Iraq and fight.
That was my main reason for joining because I was quiet, shy and so comfortable. I was now 18 years old and still living in Forks with my father. I had begun going to a small community college nearby. It was nice, but that was it. I was sitting down, doing my homework, when I had an epiphany of sorts. I actually started crying because I had no idea what I was doing or what I was going to do with life. Sure, I was still young, but for how long? Sure, I had a bright future, but what about me? I was still the same shy, naïve girl I was ten years ago. I didn't feel like I was 18 and I sure as hell didn't feel like an adult. I felt as though I was still a child and still immature.
Charlie didn't help me out much. Sure, he helped me out with school and even helped me find a job, but there had to be more than this, more than Forks. I even asked to live on my own but Charlie begged me to stay. He was happy having me around. He said it would be better on everyone if I stayed and lived with him. After weeks of arguing, I had decided to just give up and stay. I was unhappy with where I was in my life. So I did the only thing I felt I could do, I joined the United States Army.
I'm sure I had other options, but I felt that this was my only one. It seemed daring and scary, all at the same time, and that's what I needed. I needed independence, with a little adventure thrown in, but in this case, it was a lot of adventure. I spent a lot of time with my recruiter, SSG Robert Grant. He was a big, beefy man, just the type of guy you would think a Soldier was suppose to look like. He had served for eight years now, and was even one of the first ones to step foot in Iraq.
Charlie and Renee tried desperately to convince me not to join. They even tried to bribe me, even though I still hadn't signed the paperwork, but my mind was already made up. Maybe I was acting rash but it wasn't my fault, they both left me no other option. Charlie even tried getting me an apartment in Seattle, but it was too late for all that. I craved independence, but most of all, I longed for the unknown.
I was now waiting outside on my front porch for Robert. He was driving me over to take my Armed Services Vocational Aptitude Battery test, or ASVAB, for short. The ASVAB was just a fancy military term for entrance exam; at least, that's what Robert told me. Who knew I had to take an entrance exam to join the military? SSG Grant said he was going to pick me up at around 7am but he always showed up early, and sure enough he showed up ten minutes early.
"Ready, kid?" he asked with a smile. He was only 25, but he swore he felt almost 50.
"Ready when you are, old man." I answered with a smile.
I turned to say goodbye to Charlie, but decided against it. Instead, I just locked the front door to the house and got into Robert's car. Charlie wasn't on speaking terms with me or my recruiter. He flat out refused to talk to SSG Grant, but Robert didn't seem offended. On the contrary, he was very calm about it all. He later explained to me that he was accustomed to having parents hating him.
"Isabella, I know we've spoken of about this a lot, but are sure about this? You're a good kid and this is really going to be a big step for you. Once you sign up there's no going back," Robert asked, breaking the silence.
"I thought we were just going to take the test right now?" I asked.
"We are, but once you do this, things will become rather hectic. You'll have a lot of paper work to do and everything will then be a big blur. Before you know it you'll be leaving Forks. You'll see, but just remember, you can say no at any moment," he stated. "Now I really hope you take me seriously when I told you that this test is important. It will determine what sort of job you'll be able to get in the military. Did you study like I told you to?"
I bit my lip because I knew I didn't study as much as I had wanted to, "Yeah, I did, but not as much as I would have liked."
"I'm sure you'll do just fine. I have someone else I have to pick up that's going to be taking the test too, but he's not as cool as you are," he said with a friendly smile, "He's a pain in my ass, actually. Troubled kid, but he's trying to get out of this place, badly, almost as much as you are, so play nice."
We pulled up to a dirty looking house. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought that the house was abandoned. The grass was untidy and tall, the paint was peeling off the siding, and the fence around it was broken and even missing in some places. Robert just honked his horn and waited. I wasn't sure if he was too scared to get out and knock or not, I know I wouldn't want to get out and knock on the door. This place gave me the creeps.
As though he was reading my mind he answered me, "Kid has a fit if I get out of the car and knock on his door."
Suddenly, I saw a boy no older than 17, with very long hair coming out of the house. He was big; really big, and scary looking. He had his head down but when he finally did look up I saw his dark eyes widen. So he wasn't expecting me either.
"Isabella, this is Jacob. Jacob, this is Isabella," Robert introduced us. He started up the car and drove right off without giving me a chance to get a good look at Jacob.
"It's Bella, but Robbie here can't seem to get it right. Nice to meet you, Jacob," I said with a polite smile on my face. I could already feel the blush creep up on my cheeks. I turned around and offered my hand for a handshake. He took it without hesitation and a large smile slowly spread across his face.
"Jacob Black, and it's a pleasure to meet you," he answered back.
That was all that was said from then on. It wasn't an awkward silence; it was more of a welcomed, nervous type of silence. Robert would try to break the quiet every once in a while, but I was too nervous to really talk and by the looks of Jacob, he was just as nervous. I wasn't sure what to expect from this test. Robert made it sound like it was super important.
"Alright guys, I'll walk in with you, but after that, you're on your own. You'll both be fine since there are plenty of people in there that will help you. I really hope that you both studied like I warned you guys to. Come on, let's get this over with," declared Robert as we excited the car.
"So you won't be staying with us? How long is this test going to be? What if I fail? Are they going to tell me? Will you be here to pick us up?" I asked anxiously. What was I thinking? I can't go through with this. I can't join, this is a huge mistake. "I…I can't do this," I finally whispered.
"Bella, it's going to be fine. You're just nervous is all and I will be here to pick you guys up. You won't fail because you technically can't fail; I explained that to you already. The test should only take you about two hours, maybe longer, and I can't stay with you guys because I have a prior appointment with someone else. Jacob here is in the same boat as you are, so just stick with him. If you decide that you really can't do this, then just give me a call. I'll stop by and pick you up. Sound like a plan?" asked Robert with a little concern.
"Yeah. Yeah, that's fine. I'm sorry, I'm just really nervous. I've never done anything like this before, but I can do this. I'm ok," I stuttered back. I bit my lip this time until it hurt and the pain it brought helped me to relax.
Jacob's laughter made me jump, "You know, if you keep biting your lip like that it's going to start bleeding. I got your back so you don't have anything to worry about. Come on, let's take this damn test." He looked somewhat cool as he walked away.
Twenty minutes later, we were in a waiting room and my bottom lip hurt so badly, but I couldn't stop biting at it. I was sure I was going to pass out at any moment. There were at least twenty other people in the waiting room with me and none of them look older than the age of 20. The building was beyond large and it was also very busy. There were tons of people running around asking questions here and there, but it all worked smoothly. It was sort of like an organized type of chaos. A very nice looking lady had brought all of us to the waiting room and told us to do just that, wait, until our names were called.
"Have you ever been away from Forks before?" asked Jacob. He was in all actuality very pleasant and polite. The moment Robert left us, Jacob hovered over me protectively and I more than welcomed it. So far no one's name had been called.
"I used to live in Phoenix with my mom, but that's it. I've never really traveled," I answered.
"No wonder you're so nervous. It's really not that big a deal, you know? I've never left Forks before, but I'm more than excited. I can't wait to leave this hell hole. So, what's your reason for joining? You don't really look like you belong in the military."
Why did I want to join? "Honestly I can't even remember anymore. I guess I just want adventure. I'm scared that I'll get stuck with my parents and not have a life of my own. I've spent so much time taking care of my mother and father that I've missed out on my own life. This feels like the only way to get out. If I join, then my parents can't do anything about it, even if they try to put a guilt trip on me to stay, they can't touch me. I won't belong to them anymore. I'll belong to the Army, and I know, I still won't be my own person, but I can deal with that. I just want to push my boundaries. Does all that make sense?"
He had a small smile on his face now. "Well, I guess so. Everyone has their own reasons but yours are pretty original."
Suddenly, a door opened and a very young man stepped into the room with a clipboard in hand. "When I call your name please stand up and form a line right here. Bryant, Dunn, Jones, Sanchez, Swan, Black, Falcon, Wash, Walters, and Smith."
He called out about half of us and we all formed a line, like school children do. "Alright, follow me." We walked in a straight line and I could see why we would need to be in a line. The hallway was somewhat small, and there were lots of people walking by. "Alright guys, you will follow this green line all the way. There will be someone to assist you when you get to your destination."
Green line? That's when I noticed the lines on the floor. There were five different colored lines on the ground, all trailing off in different directions. I followed Jacob and the others through the crowd of people until we finally came to a stop. I looked over to see an elderly woman with a clipboard and she was talking to the first person in our line.
"Man. Bella, if you're this nervous now, just imagine what it's gonna be like when you start basic training. Whatever you do don't cry or pee your pants," whispered Jacob. He had a smile on his face but I could tell he was also a little nervous.
"Whatever, Jacob, I know you're just as nervous," I joked. Of course I was nervous, but who wouldn't be?
Suddenly, the line was moving as person after person entered the room. When it was my turn, I could feel my heart beating erratically.
"Now, honey, you'll be on computer number 13. Walk straight to it honey, don't look at any other computers. You have a paper and pen right next to your computer that you can use for the math portions of the test. Do not use it to pass notes. We have cameras all around the room, so if you try to cheat we will know about it. If you are found cheating we will tap you lightly on the shoulder, please do not make a scene about it. You will automatically be disqualified if you are caught cheating and will have to wait a year to take a retest. This isn't a timed test so take your time. Once you're done, simply walk out and follow the yellow line back to the waiting room. That's where your recruiter will pick you up. Any questions?"
I simply shook my head and entered the room. It was eerily quiet and computers were everywhere. No one turned to look at me; they simply kept their eyes on their computers. Well, here goes nothing.
2 ½ hours later
I was nervously sitting in the waiting room. I finished the exam in just two hours, but Jacob was still taking the test. I was trying to watch the television, but I couldn't keep my focus on it. The test wasn't really hard, but it wasn't very easy either. Minutes later, Jacob appeared looking somewhat gloomy.
"Was it hard for you? I thought it was a little hard. The math part confused me a little. Did it confuse you?" I rambled.
"Yo, Bella chill," he chuckled, "Yeah, it was a little hard and yeah, the math portion was a little confusing. I just hope I didn't score low. I don't want to end up being a cook."
"Why? What's wrong with being a cook?"
"Well, nothing, I guess. They just say that cooks don't have the best jobs. Cooks and infantry are the two jobs you don't want. Have you started working out already?"
"Working out? Umm…no, not really. Why? Have you? How do you know so much about all this?" I asked with genuine curiosity.
He chuckled again before answering, "I have an uncle in the Army. I started working out with Robert about a week ago. You should really start working out. I hear that training can be pretty brutal and you don't want to get hurt while in basic. If you get hurt, it just means that you'll need to restart it all over again. It can be hell."
Suddenly, Robert came from the hallway with a yellow envelope in hand, looking furious. "You two, come with me, now."
I had never seen him so angry. I looked towards Jacob, but he gave me a confused look and just shrugged. We were both at a loss. We made it outside the building and towards Robert's car.
"You two didn't study for shit. You think all this is a big fucking joke, don't you?" he spat out.
I felt my heart drop. "Did we score low?" I whispered.
"Score low? Score low? Do you even have to ask, Isabella?" SSG Grant retorted.
I could feel my face begin to flame. I was even trembling slightly. I looked towards Jacob once more but his head hung to the ground. It was obvious that he too was disappointed with himself.
"You guys did amazing!" yelled Robert. I was in complete shock. "Jacob you scored a 45 and Bella scored a 59. That's really good guys."
I let a loud sigh escape my lips. "I hate you, Robert! " I heard Jacob next to me begin to laugh.
"You got me good, fucker," he said, laughing.
"Bella, you know it's all serious business now. You're going to start working out with me and Jacob every day. I'll try to prepare you guys as best as I can. I'll pick you up at 6:30am, Bella. Make sure you have some good running shoes," he said with a soft chuckle. I couldn't help but be a little scared for what tomorrow held in store for me.
I woke up the next day, bright and early. I was pacing around my room waiting for Robert and Jacob to show up. They arrived promptly at 5:45am. I quickly ran outside and got into the car.
"Hey Bells, ready to die?" joked Jacob.
"Shut up, Jacob. It isn't that bad, really," responded Robert.
"What are we doing today?" I asked.
"Just an easy run," replied Robert.
"Hahaha….yeah, Bells. It's real easy," laughed Jacob without humor.
We arrived at a park where other military personnel were training, all wearing their Army PT uniform. After my test, I had made sure to Google as much as I could about the Army.
"All right folks. We are going to do an easy three mile run. SGT Mathews, stretch em' out!" yelled a man from in front of the group. It was obvious that he was a man of importance.
"Hooah, 1SG!" yelled back SGT Mathews. Jacob and I stretched out on our own. We began the run shortly after. It was a pretty slow pace so I had no real trouble keeping up.
"This isn't so bad," I said with a smile. Jacob and Robert simply answered with a nod and a smile of their own.
20 minutes later……….
"This is horrible!" I managed to choke out. I had managed to lose most of the group of people we had started off with. Only Jacob and Robert remained. I never realized how out of shape I actually was. "How many miles are left?"
"Just one. We're almost done and you're not doing as bad as you think you are. I've had people begin to walk after the first mile," replied Robert.
We were the last ones to arrive back. I was heaving and breathing erratically. Jacob and Robert on the other hand were barely sweating.
"You're in for a world of hurt, sweet cheeks," said Jacob with a laugh and a twinkle in his eyes.
It was two weeks of grueling pain before I finally broke down. I stood in my room and simply sobbed. I cried for what I had lost and what I was about to lose. I was leaving everything I ever knew behind me. I honestly was already regretting my choice. I couldn't think of one reason why I had even enlisted. It didn't help that my body was always in pain and I didn't think I could take much more. We did a lot of running, sprints, push-ups, pull-ups, crunches, sit ups, and anything else you could think of. Every time we did something new, I was always on the brink of giving up. My arms were sore from yesterday morning. Robert had us doing about 100 push-ups to prepare us for what was to come. He assured us that all this extra effort would pay off in the end and I believed him. Both Jacob and I improved a lot when it came to exercising.
I signed my paperwork and pledged my oath about a week ago. I soon received orders to go to Fort Jackson and was grateful to find out that Jacob was coming along with me. It was comforting to know that I would know at least one other person. He broke up with his girlfriend the moment he received his orders. According to him, he didn't want to take anything with him; he was, after all, starting a whole new life. We both were. SSG Grant had informed us to take very little with us. I spent a total of twenty minutes packing. I had one lonely backpack and all that was in there was meaningless stuff. My iPod, some pictures, lotions, wash cloths, a couple books and a change of clothes, that was it.
I was currently standing in front of my room with a jacket and some loose, baggy sweats. This might be the last time I'll be back. My mom didn't even show up to watch me leave. I decided to leave a note to both Charlie and Renee, pleading with them to understand my decision, but I knew it was useless. Charlie was downstairs watching a game as I made my way to the door. I stopped at the door my hand on the knob and looked back at Charlie. I was stunned when I saw tears in his eyes; his eyes were glazed over staring blankly at the television. I could feel my heart breaking. I made my way towards him and gave him the tightest, most heartfelt hug I could muster.
"Dad, it's going to be ok. Please don't be mad at me. I'm going to miss you. Look at it this way, you'll be able to go fishing more often," I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. Both Charlie and I weren't any good at this type of thing. I could feel his arm loosely around me.
"Just go do great things, sweetie," he croaked out.
I quickly heard a knock on the door. I went out the door and got into the car without saying a word and without looking back. Robert got in the car soon after me. He started it up and we made our way to the airport.
"You good, Bells?" Jacob asked with concern. I couldn't reply so I simply gave him a smile and a nod. We didn't speak until we were at the airport.
"Alright guys, there's going to be others traveling with you, 8, in fact. Bella, you'll be in charge of everyone's paperwork. If, for some reason, someone decides to leave or simply gets lost, open the envelope and inside you'll find directions on what should be done," with that he handed me a large, think yellow envelope, "Try to stick together. This is it, guys. It's been a lot of fun and I honestly wish you both the best of luck. You'll need it," he whispered the last part but I still managed to hear it. We made our way inside the airport and Robert managed to locate all 8 people. I was stunned to see Angela Weber amongst them; we went to high school together. We were never really friends in high school, but we did talk every once in a while. I didn't have many friends in high school, actually.
"Hey," I said rather shyly. She seemed just as stunned to see me, too.
"Hey Bella, I didn't know you joined! Fort Jackson?" she asked.
"Yeah," I replied rather nervously.
Suddenly, Robert's loud voice interrupted our conversation. "Listen up, every one! You must all stick together. Once you arrive at Fort Jackson, you will leave the airport and once outside, you will find a bus that says Fort Jackson 4. Do not get on any other bus but that one. Do you understand?" asked Robert. Most of us just nodded our heads at him letting him know that we were, in fact, listening. "Good. Now, Bella here has everyone's paperwork. If, for any reason, one of you gets separated, please inform her right away. She will know what to do. Alright everyone, good luck!" he simply left after his speech. We were truly on our own now. I was truly on my own now.
"So, pretty nervous, huh?" asked Angela.
"Yeah, I'm really nervous, actually. You?"
"Not really. Ben signed up right after high school, so he informed me on what to expect. You remember Ben, right?"
"Oh, yeah, yeah, I remember. I didn't know he signed up either. I guess we should make our way inside," I suggested.
"Yeah, I guess we should. Yeah, apparently a lot of people signed up. You should have cut your hair by the way," she stated. I looked at her rather confused by her statement. What was wrong with my hair? But I quickly noticed that she wasn't talking to me, but to Jacob, who still had his long hair. He looked at her and simply shrugged.
"I like it, plus, what are they going to do? Cut it themselves? Shit saves me five bucks," he replied.
We made our way to the terminal and waited for our plane. We talked about everything and nothing at all. I was so happy to have Angela and Jacob both coming with me.
It was a really long flight to Fort Jackson, South Carolina and unfortunately we all had different seats. It was ok with me, though; I needed time to be by myself to just think. I couldn't believe what I had done. Joining the military might end up being the biggest mistake of my life. I had made sure to see all the military movies I possibly could and found myself getting more freaked with each movie. I knew no matter how much research I did, it still wouldn't prepare me for what was to come.
When we landed in South Carolina, it was nighttime. I was very tired and I could tell the others felt the same way. We made our way out of the airport only to see ten different buses.
"What now, Bells?" Jacob asked.
"I have no idea. I didn't think there would be so many buses. Let's just split up and try to find our bus," I suggested.
After just a short time, someone finally yelled out, "Hey number four is over here!"
Jacob, Angela, and I made our way towards the end of the line of bus.
"You guys ready for this?" asked Jacob. Our nerves were on overdrive at the moment. Even Angela, who was the calmest of us, was now biting her fingernails. We didn't give him a reply or even acknowledge him. We had a four hour bus ride ahead of us and we spent all four hours of it in complete silence.
We were all on alert when we finally saw Fort Jackson. We passed armed men asking for some type of identification. We still drove for about another twenty minutes before we saw a large building with many windows and we were all surprised to see only one Drill Sergeant waiting on us. He was intimidating looking, but not too scary. He was tall and lanky with dark blue eyes and a short military hair cut. He wasn't smiling as he boarded our bus.
"You will have twenty seconds to get off this bus. You will then get inside that door," he pointed at a door, "Females you will make a right. Males will make a left. If a fucking male makes a right you, will regret it. Females you will find an empty bed and sleep. Same for the males; do not make any noise since there are people trying to sleep. You will wake up and be ready outside of this building by 5am. If you're late, you will be in for a fucking treat so don't be the last one. GET OUT NOW!" he barked.
I grabbed my bag and tried to get out of the bus with Angela and Jacob right behind me. It was a poor choice to sit all the way in the back. We were the last ones out of the bus and the last ones to make it to the door.
"God Dammit! Why the fuck didn't you get a fucking haircut?" yelled the Drill Sergeant as we passed him. I heard Jacob chuckle behind me. As I entered the doors and was about to turn, I took my chance and looked back at Jacob. He looked back at me with concern so I gave him a smile hoping, it would reassure him. We had quickly become good friends, to my surprise, and I knew he was somewhat protective of me.
Angela and I followed the crowd of other females and finally made it to our 'room.' It was a small room but had about 40 or 50 bunk beds in it. We could barely walk through them. We tried to find an empty bunk bed and we eventually found one at the end of the room.
"Want the top bunk?" whispered Angela.
"It doesn't matter. You take it," I whispered back. "This isn't so bad. At least they didn't yell at us the whole time.
"This isn't basic training, yet. This is only reception, this is where they make sure you have everything you need for basic training," she whispered back sadly.
Only reception? We haven't even started basic training yet?
1 week later
We stayed at reception for one week, getting all the required paperwork done. We were like cattle going from one place to the other. I never had so many different shots in my entire life. My arm was pretty sore from all the shots we needed. We received the gear that we would need for basic and we even got our ACU and PT uniforms. Jacob even got a hair cut, which he hated, but Angela and I loved it. He looked handsome and older, even. We also learned a lot from reception as well. Like how to March and how to salute. We learned about formations and about rank, basically what the rules were. We never really got yelled and it even felt like high school, somewhat. All three of us were actually beginning to enjoy our stay here. That is until we were ordered to pack our things up today.
"We are starting basic. I hope it's as fun as it is now," said Angela as we waited for our drill sergeants. We were all formed up outside the building with our duffle bags full of gear and necessities.
"I'm pretty sure it won't be this fun, but hey, it doesn't hurt to dream, right?" I said with a chuckle. Just then we saw our usual Drill Sergeants appear.
"All right we are going to start counting off with you," he pointed at the first person in line, "when you get to four, just start back at one. Don't fuck this up guys…and girls." He went through the formation, each one of us counting off. Angela and I were number fours, but unfortunately, Jacob was a one. We didn't know what it meant but we knew it wasn't good.
As if they practiced this over and over again four buses arrived right one the last person called out, "Four, Drill Sergeant!"
"If you were a number one you will get on the first bus. Number two get on the second. Number three get on the third and number four get on the forth. Alright group one you first get on and don't fucking try to switch with someone!"
My nerves were on overdrive, no Jacob? We had become such good friends and it wasn't fair he had to leave so soon. He looked at me sadly and risked giving me a quick hug.
"What the fuck is the matter with you Black! Get in that fucking bus right now! You'll be in deep shit for that!" barked a drill sergeant. Jacob quickly let me go but managed to whisper a quick 'take care.' I fought hard to keep the tears from coming. I would never see Jacob again. I saw the first bus disappear but not before seeing a window drop down and someone yell out, "We'll see each other again Bella, I promise! Don't be sad!" It was Jacob yelling at the top of his lungs. I managed to laugh and wave goodbye with a smile on my face. The second and third group left soon after, only leaving the forth group.
We were finally called to enter the bus and we made sure to find a seat for the both of us. I only had Angela to help me through my nine weeks of basic. Four other buses caught up to ours and each one was stopping in front of what looked like trailer homes. I hoped that this is where they brought Jacob, but I knew deep down that he wasn't here. We didn't drive very far but what I saw made my heart beat erratically. It was ringing in my ears and I swear Angela could even hear it.
There, standing at our trailer, were three Drill Sergeants and none of them looked very welcoming. I couldn't really see the first one because he was furthest from me, but I could see the female and another male. The female was tall with jet black hair. She had big, dark eyes, almost black with thin lips and a rather large nose. Her eyes narrowed at the bus and it looked like she was actually growling at us. Her Drill Sergeant hat only added to her scariness. The male next to her looked just as scary. He had dark blue eyes but his scowl was flat out insane looking. He had his arms across his chest and I could tell he was breathing heavily.
Suddenly, a loud, booming, velvety voice pierced the silence, making everyone on the bus gasp.
"What the fuck are you shit heads waiting for?! Get the fuck out of the bus and into the fucking trailer. If I see one of you fuckers dragging ass; well, let's just say that once I'm done with you, there won't be any ass left to drag. Now, hurry the fuck up!"
I tried to crane my neck to see who was yelling at us, but I never had a chance. I could feel the panic all around us. It filled our bus like crazy, making us all move that much faster. I was one of the last ones to grab my duffle bag and went inside the trailer. I could hear the yelling and screaming from within, I quickly tried to find Angela but wasn't able to. There was just too many of us crammed into a small space.
"Come on, people, put your fucking bags over your head. It's not that fucking hard. Hurry up, before I get really fucking mad and trust me, when I say, you don't fucking want that," barked the same velvety voice.
I couldn't see him amongst everyone, but I did notice that he was the only one yelling. I quickly lifted my very heavy duffle bag over my head and I couldn't help but be thankful to Robert and Jacob. This would have been horrible on me had I not worked out.
We all stood this way in silence, except for some grunts and cries from a few people. After what felt like forever, the same velvety voice spoke up.
"That's right, keep'em up! Ladies and gentleman let me introduce myself and my friends." I couldn't see him but I could almost feel him smiling. I began to hear people crying, mostly females, and most likely from the pain. I was even beginning to sweat a little.
"If you look to the left of the door you will see Drill Sergeant Davis. She will be in charge of you females. To the right of her is Drill Sergeant Bailey, he will be in charge of you males," he spoke so calmly and so slow.
My arms were starting to tremble a bit. I heard foot steps just in front of me and I finally saw the back of his head. A small whimper escaped my lips and his head snapped back towards me. His eyes locked with mine and I had no other option but to gasp. My eyes widened, I had never seen anyone so handsome, yet so scary in my entire life.
He had piercing green eyes, like nothing I had ever seen before. It almost looked like he had contacts on, they were just so green. He had a small scar going diagonally from his left eyebrow to the middle of his eye. He had another one that came from the back of his ear to the middle of his throat and disappeared under his shirt. His scars made him look dangerous; they were almost like a warning. But none of that compared to his gaze, he looked wild.
He glared at me with a scowl on his face; the hunger in his eyes made me feel like I was going to be his last meal. My eyes felt like they would pop out of my head, they were so wide. A small, evil smirk slowly spread across his face and his eyes narrowed at me. "And I am your worst nightmare, Drill Sergeant Mason. Welcome to hell, ladies…and gentlemen."
I couldn't hold back the whimper that left me. If this was hell, then Drill Sergeant Mason was surely the devil himself, and God help me- I found this exquisite devil alluring.
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