Roach sat up in his bed. The TV was on but his mind wasn't. He felt terrible for what he did to Eagle. He knew it was wrong but yet he couldn't bring himself to go see her and say sorry. They had both been out of the infirmary for two days and she had started sitting by herself at meal times and she chose a different partner when it came to training. He felt horrible. Ghost had spent some time with her but other then that he was still the same. Her nose though, that was a different story. It was beyond repair. Well, not exactly but it would never heal correctly. Roach just thought he would never talk to her again when there was a knock on his dorm door.
I knocked on the door of Roach and Ghost's dorm. I heard boots and then the squeak of the door as it opened. A curious Roach stuck his head out into the hall and when he saw me he shrank back with a squeal.
"Gary. I'm not here to kill you. Not yet anyway."
He then reluctantly lets me in. I go over to his bed and sit down on the edge of it. He shuts the door and comes and sits a little distance away from me. There's a silence before I blurt out a few words.
"Gary, look. I don't know how to say this but here goes," his eyes widen and he twitches his foot. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything that I've done. Even back on our last mission. I know I've not been a great friend lately. There's just, No. I won't create excuses. I'm so sorry…can…can you…forgive me?" I trail off as I say the last few words.
He shuffles closer to me and I look up at his eyes and I see they're slightly glazed.
"You know I can. And I'm sorry too. I know I should not have gotten drunk. And I too won't create any excuses." I look into his eyes and a weak smile appears on my lips. Suddenly we lean in and embrace in a hug. Not one with out meaning but this one had meaning. We were truly sorry for what we had done to each other and soon my back was wet with Roach tears.
Roach couldn't believe the look of Kayla. She had a bandage over her nose and it was stained red. She had to have surgery to remove some cartilage and the wound then got infected. Roach had no idea that he punched her. He was even more surprised to find that he crushed her nose back into it's self. He ended up splitting her top lip and the skin from her nose had been broken and the bridge of her nose currently had no skin. As he hugged onto her for dear life he couldn't control the sobs. He cried like a little boy who had just lost a favourite toy. He couldn't stop and he heard Eagles' soft voice telling him it was ok, over and over again. They stayed in an embrace for minutes and at one point Ghost walked in but then saw the two making up forgiving each other he simply turned on his heels and walked out of the room.
I pulled away from Roach and smiled at him we were friends again at last.
"So what duty do you hate the most eh?"
I saw the gears in his mind work as he thought. "Hmmm…. The toilets aren't nice to clean but doing the dirty washing's bad too."
I laughed and punched him gently in the arm, "Just be thankful to get off of the missions. I still have to do them despite this." I pointed to the bandage on my nose. He smirked. "Sorry. Hey, wanna go get a snack?" He asked me.
"Yeah. I didn't eat lunch. I'm starving! I could eat a roach!" He glared at me and I jumped up off his bunk and bounded over to the door.
"Come on slow poke. It'll be Christmas before you get your arse up!"
I was certainly feeling a whole lot more like my self.
"I'll race you there,"
"Sure, why not." I got ready to burst through the door but Roach shoved me back and blocked the door. Once I got out he was already twenty meters ahead of me.
"HEY!" I called after him. I then burst into a sprint running after that god dam bug.
Roach looked across the table and watched the guys. They were laughing at a prank Meat had pulled on Chemo. Eagle was at the end in her usual spot. Archer was next to her and whispered something. She laughed and then turned to him and nodded. They took their plates to the kitchen then walked out of the mess hall and disappeared.
"So I thought you could use with some shooting. Let off some of that steam."
"Yeah. Thanks." We walk over to the supply room and grab our safety glasses and earmuffs. I walk out and over to the targets. Changing the really holey ones for new ones. I then open the gun storage and go over to the rifles. Eventually I select the Savage Mk2 17hmr. Archer chooses some Sako Varmint .308 thing and we set up in our booths.
"Let's count the bullseyes we get, yah?"
"What ever. Just be prepared to loose, girl." Archer smirks.
"Ugh. What ever. Looser has to…. clean the squads guns."
"Sure." Archers grin grew bigger.
"Don't get too cocky there. Mr."
I loaded 3 rounds into the mag and inserted them into the gun. I look over to the next booth and saw Archer take aim.
"Best of three. Three rounds per mag." I say
Some time later I was piling my guns up ready for Archer to clean them and the other guys guns too.
"You're a little shit. You know."
"I know. See you when you're done!"
With that I walked out and strolled over to the dorms. I went to mine and sat on the bed. Reaching for the TV remote I heard a sound of a sleeping person. I quietly get off the bed and walk over and peer at the spare bunk in the room.
"Roach. Get the fuck up."
"Huh…?" He lifted his head slightly then got bolt upright.
"Oh shit. Sorry. But the others banished me from the dorms because of what I did to you."
"Well, just be thankful I'm not changing, eh?"
"Oh my god. That would be embarrassing!"
"Yep, so wanna watch a new episode of CSI?"
"You bet!" He gets up.
I sit back down on my bed and he lies down next to me.
About half way through the show I reached down under my bed and pulled a box out.
"Hungry?" I say to Roach.
His eyes light up and he nods enthusiastically. I open the box and show him. It consisted of chocolate bars and other various small snack pack food. Roach's eyes widen even more and look as if they would pop out of his head.
"Thanks!" He reached in and chose a pack of chips. I look down and choose a bar of sorts and I place the box down.