The Marine Next Door のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Today I give up on a dream, not really by my own choice but still, it was the end of something big. Something I prepared for my whole life, something that drove every bone in my body, it was the sole purpose behind every single thing that I did. I always believed I would do something great, that I would become my dream. I guess dreams can't last forever, but I sure wish that this one did.My name is Clayton Jackson. I joined the Marine Corps when I was eighteen, today at the age of twenty-five I am told that I can no longer serve. I am on a bus back home now, to say that I am not devastated would be a lie. Home is the last place I ever saw myself coming to, especially not so soon.I did not let my parents know, they are probably going to think this is just a surprise visit. All I know is my father is going to be disappointed. I disappointed him all those years ago when he wanted me to become a doctor and now I am going to disappoint him again. Not like this is somethin

It is early morning and I am still lying in bed. I look over at the clock, it is only five now, this would be round about the time our platoon leader will come chase our asses out of bed. There is no way I am getting my ass out of bed now, I turn over onto my good leg and fall right back to sleep.......I hear rapid gunfire coming in from the distance, the entire squad goes into panic as they start shouting at and over each other. I have a much-panicked soldier next to me, the fear on his face is clear is the light of day."Sir, we need to go! We need to go now!""Help me out! I can't move my leg!"He furiously tries to pull and pull, but my leg is not budging an inch. The ever-growing amount of fear is now visible in his voice."Sir I can't get you lose, try to move your leg.""I can't move it" I go dead still and realize that he is not going to get it out. "It is crushed."The gunfire is now getting closer and closer. It is

Forget what you think you know about love because it is not real. To love you need to take that risk, you need to make that choice to fall. If you do not fall in love and experience that love, then it is not worth taking that risk at all. Falling is easy but love is hard. If love is hard, how easy would it take someone for what they are? To me, near impossible, I want to fall in love but I cannot give someone who I truly am. I would rather deal with my broken bones than a broken heart,So Isabella loves taking charge, my successful attempts at ignoring her have blown up in my face, she has shown me that she is one over me, if I do not respond to her, she responds to me."Why have you been ignoring me, soldier?""I...I have been busy.""Busy slapping your brother against the head busy?""No busy with other things busy.""Like other things like ignoring me busy?""I...I did...I just."She looks at me, tapping her finger on her ch

Don't just break your walls down to let someone in, make them work for it, make them show that they are worth it. Wait for that one that is willing to climb your walls just to find you that will break them down just to get to you. The one that is looking for you, all that you are in body, mind, and soul. The worst reason to break down your walls is just for the physical, let love in before giving that part that you are not willing to expose.I have done my very best to ignore Isabella again. It's day count two, I answer her briefly when I think it warrants. Yes, I am the dumb ass that starts it and when it comes to pulling through, I do my famous now you see me and now you don't hear from my act. The damn woman is fine and god knows I want her, not only physically but on a much deeper level than that, I just wish I can get past that part that is in the way...my leg.I am sitting in the lounge with Matt and his new girlfriend when my phone rings.It is Isabella.

I have been out for nearly two days. I got an infection in the sores on my stump, and the painkillers the doctor prescribed for the agonizing pain has had me knocked out sleeping most of the time.I have not spoken to Isabella in these two days at all. I am sure she must be worried sick. I look for my phone on the side table, but it is not there at all. I try to get up, but my body is too weak."MATT!"Matt comes rushing into my room, "Bro, are you okay? What is the matter? Do you need anything?""Where is my phone? I need to speak to Isabella.""It's in the lounge, but bro, there is a problem.""What? Did she call? Did she tell me to leave her alone?""No, bro, no, nothing like that. The thing is, she was very worried about you.""Matt, what did you do?""Your phone was ringing the whole time, and she was worried because you did not answer.""Matt, what is going on? What is happening with Isabella?""Bro,