Buck Knife
Chapter 5: An interesting day and memories.
Buck's pov
I wake and I stare at the ceiling. I think about what I did last night. I made love to this beautiful, shy, and caring soul. I look to my left and I see the girl who will soon be my wife sleeping with a gentle smile on her face. I lean over and gently kiss her lips. She smiles wider.
'If you only knew...'
I look at a pile of blankets and a few pillows. My friend Kozia. She is fully grown and very excited...ALL THE TIME. She rears up to bark at me. I put a finger to my lips.
"Shhhh."
She goes back down and I get up to make us all some breakfast. My favorite 7 minute boiled eggs. Shybaby loves them so does Kozia.
I can hear Kozia and her claws on the floor approaching. She jumps up to a barstool and puts her chin on the counter looking at me.
"Morning. You hungry baby girl?"
She makes a low growl in a happier tone and let's he tongue flop out the side of her mouth.
Thoughts and memories came to my mind about what I did last night.
Inside Buck's mind.
Only 10 hours ago we were on top of a hill in my land looking up at the clouds. Now she is at my house. In my bed.
"Bucky?"
"hmm?"
"Let's start a family."
Reality
"Bucky?"
I jumped and splashed some hot water on my hand, then my timer went off. I put the put in the sink and drained the water and I turned to the voice and bit my lip and smiled. Trying or attempting to make it look like I'm not hurt.
"Yes?"
My eyes are wide and I'm in pain.
"Are you ok? Your hand is red, your eyes are wider than a dish and your eye is twitching."
Ok. Now I can't hold it in anymore.
"Daaaaahhhhhhhh! My hand! It burns it burns!"
Shelby is laughing and giggling and Kozia is looking at me run around the kitchen and shoving my hand in the ice box in my freezer.
"Aaaaaaaahhhh.(relieved) Hahaha. So what can I do for you?"
Shelby straightens herself up and looks at him and smiles.
"Did we? You know? Last night?"
I only looked at her and nodded. Instead of a worried look I saw a look of happiness and joy.
"What's with the face? You look like you wanted it to happen."
"Buck. I may become pregnant and we can start a family."
I smiled and nod. I began to peel the eggs and I handed one to Shelby and the other to Kozia.
"I'm gonna head into town for some food and ammunition. Can't always eat meat every night. I need me some vegetables. You need anything?"
"No. I won't be here when you get back. I'm gonna be at work."
"I thought you had the week off for holiday?"
Shelby sighed and sputtered her lips.
"My boss is cutting it short...dickhead."
I chuckle.
"I hear that. I'll drop by and embarrass him in some manner. Make your day a bit better."
Shelby giggles and goes back to her room and gets ready for work. Kozia is at the door with my keys in her mouth.
"Two minutes baby girl. I need some pants and a shirt. Then we'll go."
In town.
No pov
Buck approaches a fresh farmers market with Kozia by his side and them both browse around for the good stuff. Buck couldn't help but notice a young boy looking scared and shaky. Being the person he is he approached the boy and sat next to him.
"Son. What's wrong? You look like you seem someone die."
The boy kept shaking and turned away from him. Buck stood up and put a hand on his back only to get a groan from the boy.
"What happened to you?"
He pulled the collar of his shirt up and saw fist sized bruises and purple lines from gripping around his neck.
"My...my...my daddy...he says I'm not good enough."
Buck got down on a knee to see the boys face.
"Good at what?"
"Baseball."
As an unfortunate turn in events the father of the boy stormed behind Buck and Kozia started growling as if he was a threat. The boy looked up and saw his father. When he did he went into the fetal position and started shaking.
"What are you doing talking to my kid? Huh?! Creep!"
Everybody in the market only looked at the two of them in shock. Buck only stood there with his arms crossed and Kozia now snarling at the man. He stood in front of the boy to protect him.
"Why are you abusing your child if he can't play baseball they way you want him to?"
Everyone gasped.
"Yeah right! Like anyone is gonna believe you about that!"
Then an unusual man approached them.
"Actually, Buck here happens to be a good friend of mine and I served one term in Afghanistan with him. So if anyone is the liar, it's you mate."
The father was foolish and didn't think about what came out of his mouth next.
"Prove it to them then! Show them these so called 'Bruises'!"
Buck held a hand out to the boy and he took it. Gently he lifted the boy's shirt to show his back. There were bruises all over his back. The gathered crowd turned to the father and started throwing insults at him and a police officer approached them and handcuffed the father and put him on his knees.
"Mr. Clintones, we'll take it from here. Here your veggies are on the house."
Buck took his bag and whistled to Kozia.
"And you. You're going to jail."
"Officer? What of the boy?"
"I will contact Child Protective Services and they will relocate him."
"Thank you.
The officer nodded and drove off with the man.
Two hours later
Buck walked into a cafe and sat in a seat in the front by a window so he could see Kozia. He couldn't help but hear a customer stammering over his words and looking over his shoulders quite a bit. He could feel in his gut that something wasn't right.
'This will be interesting.'
The man pulled out a gun and put in the clerk's face. She put her hands up and her eyes went wide. He kept on yelling to empty the registers and failed to notice Buck approaching from behind him.
The man heard a click behind him and froze.
"Oh shit. I'm fucked."
"That's right. Either you drop the gun or I paint the wall with what little brains you have left."
Instead of being smart the man turns around to shoot Buck, but he ducked down and swept his legs from underneath him and took his weapon away.
"I told you to drop the piece."
Buck put his gun in his face and instead of shooting him he smacks his nose with the barrel.
"You shouldn't play this game."
Shortly after the police came and arrested him and took him away. Buck went home and sat in his chair.
He looked in his open closet and saw his old acoustic guitar.
'Hmmmmm.'
He took it in his hand and strummed the chords. Sweet sound. Tuned. He chuckled to himself and sat there with a blank look staring at the floor.
He is in deep thought. Remembering his first kill. What he lost that day, what he found about himself that day.
In his mind. He was a 1st Lieutenant. He was patrolling a section of the Sahara where the Cultist group and terrorist organization known as The Castle Dwellers had taken several villages hostage and slaughtered a good number.
Buck's pov
Sand, heat, and snakes. Fuck the desert.
'Come in 2-3.'
"2-3. Send traffic."
'We uh...have verbal confirmation that there are Dwellers in your patrolling area. Proceed with high caution.'
"Solid Copy. Thanks for the heads up. Platoon! Be Locked, Cocked, and ready to rock! We have hostile personnel in the area."
Just as I said that a bullet wizard by my head and killed the soldier next to me. Then thirty men came out of the sand. Shortly after they opened fire.
"Hostiles! Weapons Free!"
Then it happened. It was my first impression that I was about to die. It was all in slow motion, I looked at a hand flying in front of my face and I Dweller raised his rifle and started to fire. I raised my gun and put one in his eye. Then it all stopped. My gut went hollow and empty, my chest got tight and all I could see was a man's head and a hole where his eye used to be.
"Sir? Sir!"
"What?"
"It's over."
"Oh god...(retching and puking)"
Reality
No pov
Buck put his head in his hands and cried. Kozia jumped up into his lap and sat. Putting her head against his chest, ears down. She hugged and nuzzle in close and made her master, her friend, her daddy, and companion feel like he was never alone.
"I love you too sweetheart."
He hugged her back.
AN: I hope this pleases my fans and friends. Another chapter soon.