My attempt at sharing my experiences...

[onlyhuman]

After reading ts wonderful write up..it got mi thinking why the fuck I din went jc in the first place....

Do continue writing...u are gd at it..

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I washed my dick and headed back into Jenny's room. She was snuggled up
under the covers and snoring lightly.

Just as well. I bent down and kissed her forehead. She did not stir.

I got dressed and let myself out, find the spare key exactly where it was.

It was only 6am but the sun was already up, its warm rays permeating from
the little cloud cover there was. I lit a stick as I stepped away from the
lift lobby, took and long drag, and proceeded to empty the contents of my
stomach on a little shrub by the side of the footpath.

My head was extremely clear, and now, so was my stomach. I had been an ass
in the way I was treating Shirley. And I had to do something about it before
it was too late.

I hailed a cab from the main road and instructed the driver to go to her
place. The short journey there was apparently not short enough to keep me
awake, and the driver had to rouse me from my restless slumber upon reaching
the destination. I headed up to the flat I called home for a pretty
substantial period of time.

It seemed as though nothing had changed.

Just as I was about to ring the doorbell, I heard chatter from the other
side.

Something came over me. No, it was not another wave of nausea. I ran towards
the staircase and hid there, waiting to see who would appear.

True enough, the door opened and a guy stepped out. He looked familiar but I
could not place where I had seen him before. Shirley appeared in the
doorway, dressed in a brown Army T-shirt, one of mine no doubt, one that we
were no longer allowed to wear due to the issuance of the new green ones.

She gave the guy a hug and pulled him in for a kiss.

Strange feelings overcame me as I watched the scene unfold. Here was the
girl who had harboured a crush on me for the longest time. The girl who
saved her virginity for me and yet had it taken in the most unpleasurable of
manners. The girl who took me in and let me stay in her house when I did not
have my own. The girl who willingly gave her entire heart and soul to me not
expecting much in return.

The girl who was now kissing another guy whom I knew from somewhere.

The saddest thing was that it was my own fault. Mostly.

Perhaps if I had paid more consderation to her feelings, she would not have
run into the waiting arms of another guy.

From my spot at the staircase, I could see everything clearly. Part of me
wanted to rush up to them and confront them, and yet the other part
rationalised that it was my fault and that I should leave them alone.
Shirley appeared happy, and who was I to dictate who she should be seeing or
sleeping with? Considering I could not provide the happiness she wanted.

I watched as they broke from their embrace. I think Shirley caught sight of
me and actually made a move towards the staircase. I quickly ran 2 floors
down and headed for the lift.

As luck had it, he was in the lift going down.

Maybe I looked like crap after drinking so much. Maybe I smelt bad. But I
remember the look of disdain I received when I entered the lift.

And he looked really really familiar.

I tried to recall where I had seen him before. Was he one of my ex-recruits?
It did not seem likely as most of my recruits were still around, some of the
previous intake had signed on, so he probably was not from my battalion.

Suddenly his phone rang, and he identified himself.

Fuck, he an inspector in the police force. Most likely a NSF as he looked
really young. Unless he was scholar material and signed on, but if he was,
he probably would be studying now.

Ok. So I was jealous. This guy was probably better than me in more ways than
one.

Maybe it was best that Shirley was with him. At least she would have a
better life. Or so I hoped.

As we exited the lift, I intended to follow him to see where he was going
and possibly figure out where I had seen him before. But the dude walked
really fast and my hangover prevented me from catching up with him.

At the car park, he got into a BMW convertible and drove off. So he was
rich, or relatively well-off. Or his parents were.

With that in mind, it more or less made me realise that with him, Shirley
would be well taken care of.

Resigning to my fate, I dropped her a text.

Me: I'm sorry for everything. Enjoy your new life.

As expected, there was no reply.

I hailed a cab and headed back to camp.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I reached back camp around 8am and practically crawled to my bunk. The
journey up to the 4th floor seemed absurdly long.

I fumbled for my bunk keys and flopped onto my bed like a dead fish,
removing my clothes at the same time. My phone decided that enough was
enough and jumped out of my pocket, landing on the floor.

I promptly KOed, not realising that the battery of my useless phone had
detached itself from the main body, effectively rendering me uncontactable.

It was only around 9pm, when the COS came knocking on my bunk door to see
why the fuck I was still around that I awoke.

COS: Sergeant, never go back?

Me: Huh? Er. Not feeling well...

COS: Sergeant, the BOS say whoever not supposed to be in camp must ask them
go home.

Me: Basket, I got no home la. Who's the BOS?

COS: SSG Nick.

Me: Orh. He ah? Nvm, I call him.

I searched for my phone, and found it in pieces on the ground.

Me: Fuck.

COS: Sergeant, you ok or not?

Me: Fuck la, we're both sergeants, stop calling me sergeant can?

The COS was a junior spec from another platoon.

COS: Sorry sergeant!

I waved him off and called SSG Nick once my phone was revived. I ignored the
couple of SMSes that came through.

Me: Hello? Encik? Enigma here ah. I currently don't have a house to go to,
staying in camp, my OC knows about this.

SSG Nick was the Battalion's Intelligence Sergeant, a relatively nice guy, I
encountered him a few times when I was the COS.

N: Bro, don't like that leh, CO and RSM say dunno what work-life balance,
all go home la. Somemore now Saturday night man, you no girlfriend?

Me: Don't have la.

N: Can go out or something or not? Don't come back until tomorrow night la.
My BOS report must write all those who still in camp leh.

Me: Encik, help la. I really have no where to go.

N: Bro, it's not healthy to stay in camp all the time la, even though you
have problems. Go out, enjoy yourself. 2300hrs I'll ask the COS to check
again, if you are still around, I'll recommend you to the paracounsellor.

Me: Wah lau Encik, can don't so kua zhang or not?

N: Bro, it's for your own good.

Me: Yes, encik.

He hung up and I checked my SMSes.

There was one from Jenny, a couple from Alex, and one from an unfamiliar
number.

I dealt with Alex's SMSes first, which were basically him berating me for
leaving Armani without saying goodbye, or taking a girl with me, and asking
me to go back that night to finish up the bottles. I politely declined and
told him to have fun.

Jenny's SMS was next, she wanted to know why I left without a word and asked
me to go over that night as she did not have any plans, maybe we could hang
out. However the SMS was sent 6 hours ago, and I doubt she was still free,
so I replied asking her to call me if she still wanted me over.

The unfamiliar SMS was next. Some dude (or I assume it was a dude) told me
to stay out of Shirley's life.

Unknown: You hurt her enough. She's happy now. Don't ever look her up again.
Or else.

I figured it was probably her new cop boyfriend. I did not like his tone so
I replied.

Me: Or else what? She's a big girl, she can take care of herself. I don't
see how this is any of your concern.

After replying, I went to take a shower and changed into fresh clothes. I
checked my phone again. No reply from the cop. But there was a new SMS from
Jenny, and SSG Nick.

N: Went off yet? You have about 1.5 hours.

I replied.

Me: Going off now. Sorry for the trouble.

I did not expect a reply but it came anyway.

N: Good. Take care of yourself. Remember God is with us always.

I did not know he was a Christian.

I read Jenny's SMS and got a shock.

J: In pain. Come quick. No one home.

I grabbed my car keys, rushed to my car and left camp.

I must have been doing at least 130km/h on the highway. I had no idea what
came over me, or why I was so concerned about Jenny. She was after all, just
my fuck buddy.

I reached her place in a record time of 15 minutes (it usually takes around
25) and rang the doorbell.

I expected Jason to open the door but no one did. I kept ringing the
doorbell and knocking on the door. For five minutes, there was no response.

I wanted to call Jason to see where he was and tell him that his little
sister was unwell, but before I could hit the "call" button, Jenny opened
the door and unlocked the gate.

She was dressed in her nightgown without underwear and she was deathly pale.
I could see that she was struggling.

As she opened the gate to let me in, her knees buckled under her but I
managed to catch her in time.

Throwing her arm over my shoulder, I helped her back inside, shutting the
gate in the process.

Me: You're burning up. What's wrong?

J: I don't know.

And she fainted.

Me: Shit.

I carried her to her room and lay her on the bed. I looked around for towels
and a basin to sponge her.

I found the basin but could not find appropriate towels.

Short of rummaging through her parents' room, I mustered up my courage and
gave Jason a call.

Me: Bro, before you say anything, please hear me out...

[hijikata]

All the best bro. Keep on sharing.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

To my surprise, Jason did not sound shocked that I was alone in his house
with his sister, or that I was the one she called when she was ill, instead
of him.

He told me where to find the towels, and I filled the basin with ice water
and soaked the towels before bringing it to Jenny's room. Her
airconditioning was turned on at full blast and even I was shivering.

I shook her lightly.

Me: Hey. Wake up.

She stirred.

J: Help me.

Me: You've got a fever. What happened?

J: I don't know. After I messaged you I went back to sleep with a headache.
Then I started feeling really hot. Then u message back then I asked you to
come.

Me: I'm going to sponge you to bring the fever down. Do you have a
thermometer?

J: Somewhere. Storeroom I think.

Me: Ok. I'll find it later.

J: Take off my clothes.

Me: Ok.

I gingerly removed her nightgown and placed it by the side.

Me: You still want the aircon?

J: Yeah.

Me: No. I'll turn it off. I'm gonna sponge you. You might get sicker.

J: Ok. Bring the fan in from the hall.

I turned off the aircon and folded a few towels, placing them on her
forehead, neck and armpits. I pulled her blanket over her lower half to
protect her modesty before heading to the hall to grab the standing fan.

I flipped the towel on her forehead and she weakly grabbed my hand.

J: Thanks.

Me: Don't mention it.

J: You'll make that special girl very happy one day.

I did not answer as Jenny released my hand and drifted back to sleep.

I sat there contemplating about what she said and realised that it probably
was true.

Essentially, I was a nice guy. I treated girls well. Maybe just not the girl
I was supposed to. I could not explain why.

A tear formed at my eye but I quickly wiped it off.

I got up and went to find the thermometer. Thankfully it was an ear
thermometer.

Just as I was about the head back to Jenny's room, the front door opened.
Jason was home.

Jas: Bro, I need to talk to you.

Me: Yes?

Jas: I don't know what your relationship with my sister is, and frankly I
know what kind of person you are.

Me: Uh huh...

Jas: But I've known you for a decade. You're a good guy. My sister needs a
good guy.

Me: Dude, don't misunderstand. We're friends.

Jas: But close enough for her to call you? I didn't even know you were on
talking terms.

I decided to be honest.

Me: Bro, you know some of the girls I slept with?

Jas: Fuck. Don't tell me.

Me: She's one of them.

Jas: Fuck you bro! She's my sister!

Me: Sorry. It happened.

Jas: How long? Weeks? Months?

Me: 6 years.

Jas: What the fuck.

Me: I've got nothing to say.

Jas: If you weren't my good friend, I'd beat the shit out of you. And you
can still act like normal around us?

Me: It's not something I want the world to know...

Jas: Shit you. Really. I expected better.

Jenny called out from the room.

We both entered.

Jas: Fuck. Why didn't you tell me she's naked?

Me: I'm sure you've seen her naked before.

Jas: Not when she's this, erm, developed...

Jen: Kor. Shut the fuck up. Would you have rushed over if I called you?

Me: Jen, it's ok.

Jas: Er. You're right. I wouldn't.

Jen: So shut up. At least he cares about me.

Jas: Bro, you're a real bastard. I've got nothing to say. What about
Shirley?

Me: It's over bro.

Jas: So now it's Jenny you want?

Jen: I'm not the one he wants. But at least he cares. So fuck off to your
room and let him take care of me.

Me: Bro, I'm really sorry. But what's happened has happened. Jenny's not
well now, and I'll do what I have to do.

Jas: Do as you wish.

He left the room. I sat on the bed, took off the towels, re-soaked them, ad
replaced them on Jenny.

Me: Hush. Go back to sleep.

She closed her eyes. I took her temperature. 39.5.

Me: I check on you in an hour.

I left the room and joined Jason in the living room. His Chivas was open and
he poured a glass for me.

Jas: Drink.

Me: Wait. I thought you were pissed?

Jas: I am. But there's nothing I can do. You're still my friend. And you're
taking care of my sister.

Me: Thanks bro.

Jas: I don't approve. But what's done cannot be undone. And at least I know
it's you and not some other lowlife.

Me: Long story bro. Long story.

Jas: We've got all night.

[Aqhee]

Welcome back bro! Hopefully you felt better now.. And dont throw your life to alcohol and worse drugs. It wont get better. Just need to pick yourself up and dust off and hope for a better future!

Whatever happens, the run still rise in the morning!

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Jason and I chatted till it was time to check on Jenny.

I entered her room. She had flung her blanket off and removed the towels. I
checked the temperature again. 38.5. At least it was dropping.

I brushed her hair off her forehead and replaced the towel. She woke.

J: Hmm?

Me: Don't wake up. You're still feverish.

J: Thanks.

Me: It's fine really.

J: Do you have feelings for me?

Me: Huh?

J: Do you like me?

Me: Erm.

J: You're really nice to me. Not just the sex.

Me: I don't like you that way.

J: I know. But I've never felt such care or concern from any other guy.

Me: I'd treat you the same as anyone else.

J: She doesn't know how lucky she is.

Me: I didn't cherish what I had.

J: It's not too late.

Me: She's seeing someone else.

J: As long as she's not married, you still have a chance.

Me: Why are we talking about this?

J: Because you seem unhappy.

Me: I am.

J: So do something about it?

Me: Nah.

J: You're afraid.

Me: Maybe.

J: Of?

Me: I'll never be the guy she wants me to be.

J: Did you even try?

Me: Not really...

J: What if one day we stop being fuck buddies and start a real relationship?


Me: You're kidding right?

J: Nope. I'm getting old. I should settle down...

Me: Old? You aren't even 25!

J: My eggs need fertilising.

Me: Huh?

J: I want a kid la.

Me: Why?

J: Dunno. Just feel like having one.

Me: I think the fever scrambled your brains.

J: Why leh?

Me: You're still young. A lot of time to find a proper man. Who'll treat you
well, provide for you and take care of you.

J: You can tell me all this and yet you can't do it for that girl?

Me: Hey. This isn't about me.

J: I know. But she and I are the same. Every girl wants the same thing. Are
you ready?

Me: I don't think so.

J: Well, if you aren't ready now, then when? A girl can't and won't wait
forever you know?

Me: Are you asking for her or yourself?

J: Don't avoid the question.

Me: I'm not. You're still feverish. Go back to sleep.

I soaked the towels again and set them on Jenny.

Me: I'll be back.

She drifted off to sleep again and I rejoined Jason for drinks.

I never realised that Jenny was actually so mature in her thinking. No doubt
she enjoyed sex a lot, but what she just told me was years beyond her age
and maturity. In my opinion of course.

Jason poured me another glass.

Jas: Bro, you need to think about your life.

Me: Yeah.

Jas: What I've heard from you about Shirley tells me that you really like
her, but I believe you're afraid of committment.

Me: Maybe.

Jas: Jenny is the same as you. I can't even count the number of guys she's
been with. And now I find out you're one of them.

Me: It was an oversight.

Jas: An oversight that lasted 6 years?

Me: Hey.

Jas: I really can't get that image out of my mind.

I decided I really should not be more honest than I already have, and tell
him everything that Jenny and I did, including the threesome with my
half-brother.

Me: She's not as innocent as you think.

Jas: I know. But she's still my sister!

Me: I can pretend to be apologetic about it, but I'm not going to lie to
you...

Jas: Yeah. That's a damn big problem of yours. You're too fucking honest.

Me: And that's a bad thing?

Jas: No... But just don't let my parents know. You're like a family friend.
Brother-in-law material, most likely not.

Me: Haha. She's not interested in me that way.

Jas: Are you sure?

Me: Damn. No.

Jas: There was a period of time when she kept asking about you.

Me: And?

Jas: I figured she's interested.

Me: Is, or was?

Jas: Only you can find out. In any case, I don't doubt the sexual
compatability of you two, but you know your problem. Don't make more
mistakes than you already have.

Me: I understand.

We drank a couple more glasses just to finish up the coke and Jason excused
himself.

I lit a cigarette and pondered about everything he said, as well as what
Jenny said to me.

I realised that there were startling similarities between Jenny and Shirley,
other than them being the same age, and their birthdays being a few days
apart.

I slept with both of them on a fairly ocassional basis, and there was no
real talk of a relationship. But in terms of feelings or affection, I was
more inclined towards Shirley. And yet now it seemed that Jenny wanted
something more.

The breakdown of the relationship with Shirley (if we even had a
relationship) had hit me harder than I expected, and suddenly Jenny was sort
of offering herself to me, long term or otherwise. Was she using the
opportunity to get to me emotionally? Would I even be able to commit to her
since I failed so miserably with Shirley?

I lit stick after stick until my pack was empty.

It was time to check on Jenny again.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I entered Jenny's room again and stuck the thermometer into her ear. 39.5.
It seemed like her temperature was increasing again.

I took the basin to refill the ice but Jenny awoke and stopped me.

J: I don't feel too good.

Me: Yeah, your fever went up.

She tried to sit up and fell onto me instead.

She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into bed. I lay next to her.

Me: I think I should bring you to see a doctor.

J: Don't want.

She snuggled up to me.

J: Just lie here with me?

Me: You need to see a doctor, your fever's pretty high.

She hugged me tighter.

J: Just hug you to sleep.

Me: Bad idea.

I got up.

Me: Get dressed. I'll bring you to A&E.

She pouted.

J: Fine. Let's go.

She stood up and walked towards the door.

Me: Erm, maybe you should get dressed?

J: Huh? Oh.

She struggled to find her bra and panties and put on t-shirt and shorts. I
literally had to support her as she was swaying a little. Probably from the
dizziness.

Me: Wallet? Handphone?

She pointed to a clutch on the table and I grabbed them.

Me: You ok to walk?

J: Carry me can?

I looked at her incredulously.

Me: Serious?

J: Please...

I sighed.

Me: Ok.

I contemplated a piggy-back but she did not seem to be comfortable with it
so I simply cradled her in my arms, putting her down only to open and close
the door.

She appeared to be enjoying herself, burying her head into my shoulder as I
carried her to the car park, unlocked my car, and placed her in the
passenger seat.

J: You'll do this on our wedding day right?

Me: I think you're delirious.

J: I think we are good together.

Me: I think you need a doctor.

I started the car and drove to Changi General Hospital.

J: Do you think we'll be happy?

Me: Jenny, please. I'm afraid of committment.

J: You finally admitted it.

Me: Yes.

J: What are you afraid of?

Me: I don't know.

J: Are you going to give up one relationship because another didn't work
out?

Me: A couple of years ago you didn't think this way. All you wanted was sex.


J: Maybe I grew up?

Me: You're still young.

J: I know.

Me: Then?

J: I also know that if there's one guy who could make me happy, take care of
me, give me good sex, it would be you.

Me: You don't know that.

J: Hasn't the sex been good?

Me: Well, yes.

J: Aren't you taking care of me?

Me: For now, yes.

J: Do you think I'm happy?

Me: Only you can answer that question.

J: Well, I'm happy now.

Me: What if you aren't next time?

J: Are you going to treat me bad?

Me: I don't know.

J: Maybe it's a risk I'm willing to take.

Me: Look. You've a high fever. Maybe you aren't thinking straight.

J: I've never been more lucid.

Me: Maybe I don't like you.

J: Then why come when I messaged?

Me: You're sick! I would do that for any girl!

J: You did it for me. That's good enough.

Me: Do you seriously like me?

J: Not that much.

Me: Huh?

J: Sometimes being in a relationship is not all about love. I want someone
who will take care of me. You're doing that right now. I love it when your
dick is inside me.

Me: You love it when other dicks are inside you too...

J: True. But they don't take care of me.

Me: Did you message any of them?

J: Nope. Only you.

Me: You're nuts.

J: Perhaps. But I believe you'll continue to take care of me.

Me: You can never be certain.

J: I trust you.

Me: I don't even trust myself.

J: I'm not asking you to get married now.

Me: Why are you even asking me to get married?

J: Hmm. I never really thought about that.

Me: Then?

J: I just want a baby.

Me: Ok. You're really crazy. I'll talk to you when you don't have a fever.

J: Fine. Be in denial. You like me.

It was really the wrong time for Jenny to be doing this to me, so soon after
Shirley totally blew me off.

The rest of the journey to CGH was spent in silence, we did not even talk
when she registered at A&E. She went for triage and saw the doctor herself.
I stoned at the waiting area the whole time.

Even after she came out, we were silent. She collected and paid for her
medication and headed out to the taxi stand.

Me: Hey! Where are you going?

J: Taking a cab.

Me: Why?

J: Cos you don't care about me.

Me: But I do!

And instantly regretted it.

J: I knew it!

She dumped her clutch bag and medicines on me and headed to the open air car
park.

Me: Hey wait. You know I didn't mean it that way.

J: No I don't. You said you care about me. Don't go back on your word.

Me: Crazy. I'll send you home.

Suddenly, she sat on the pavement and refused to move.

Me: What now?

J: You don't care about me. I'm going to sit here.

What a time to be throwing tantrums.

Me: Oi. How old already. Grow up please.

She still refused to move. I grabbed her hand and she screamed.

J: Molest!

Me: Are you crazy?!

J: Nope.

Me: What do you want?

J: Tell me you love me and will take care of me for the rest of my life.

Me: What?

J: You heard me.

Me: You're crazy.

J: Rapist! Molester!

Luckily it was in the wee hours of the morning and probably no one heard
her. I squatted down to her level.

J: Say it.

Me: No.

J: Want me to scream again?

Me: No.

J: Then say it.

What in the world was she up to?

J: I'm waiting. And I'm sick. Don't make me wait so long.

In order to get her moving, I did as I was told.

Me: I love you, and I want to spend my life taking care of you.

Jenny broke into a smile and pulled me in for a long, wet kiss.

[banshee]

This has to be one of the best thread I've come across... I like the sex part, no doubt, but more importantly, I like the way bro TS narrate his story. I've been following this thread closely and I must admit the first thing I did everyday after work is to check whether bro TS's next instalment of his story is out or not.

Great job bro! You have another fan here.

[Xensualize]

Bro. Welcome back, please do the right thing. Jenny is there.. Go for it.

[TZM_]

One of the best stories I ever read! Kudos to you bro, please continue

[mclovin]

nice story clap clap clap!!!

[Yaphets]

Damned. TS is really in for a tough decision.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Jenny KOed the minute we reached back to her place. I took her temperature.
37.5. At least it was going down. I looked through the medicines she was
prescribed. Paracetemol, anti-inflammatories and antibiotics. Probably a
throat infection that led to the fever.

I sat on her chair and watched her as she slept. She looked so peaceful, so
serene. I wondered if she could be the one I would spend the rest of my life
with. But she made me say all that while she was feverish. So I wondered if
she would remember any of it in the morning.

Suddenly she stirred.

J: Hey. What are you doing over there?

Me: Letting you sleep.

J: Come here.

Me: Why?

J: I want my bolster.

Me: It's next to you.

J: I meant you.

Shaking my head, I went over and lay down beside her. She was still warmer
than usual. She slid between my arm and lay her head on my shoulder. I
pulled up the blanket to cover her. She kissed my neck.

J: We'll talk when I wake up ok?

Me: Ok. Now go sleep.

I stroked her hair as she drifted off again.

I was exhausted. Both physically and mentally. But somehow my mind refused
to let me sleep. My thoughts alternated between Shirley and Jenny.
Non-sexual thoughts. A relationship was a big committment. For me
especially. I wondered if I could actually do it.

If I got together with Jenny, I might miss the chance to reconcile with
Shirley. However, if I gave up this opportunity to be with Jenny, I might
never find anyone else who was willing to be with someone as fucked up as
me.

My eyelids grew heavy and soon I found myself in dreamland.

Perhaps I should not think so much and simply go with the flow.

I awoke when the unforgiving rays of the sun attacked my face.

My shoulder was numb and Jenny did not move from her position. I wriggled
out from under her and placed her head on the pillow. I got up and closed
the curtains so that she could sleep awhile longer without the sun
irritating her.

I left the room and headed for the toilet. Jason was already up and having
his morning coffee and cigarette while reading the papers.

Me: Morning.

Jas: Want a coffee?

Me: Sure. Kopi-o please.

Jas: Dude, choose between espresso, latte or mocha.

He pointed to the coffee machine next to the microwave oven.

Me: Oh. Didn't realise you had one.

Jas: Yeah. Just got it last week. I'm too lazy to brew my own nowadays.

Me: It's convenient I guess.

Jas: Anyway. I guess I was a little out of line last night.

Me: How so?

Jas: It's none of my concern who Jenny sleeps with. Whether it's you or some
other guy.

Me: You just want to protect her.

Jas: Yeah. But I have only one request.

Me: Yeah?

Jas: Don't hurt her.

Me: I won't.

I then related the events after the trip to A&E to him.

Jas: Wow. That's rather unlike her.

Me: I know. What do I do?

Jas: Bro, you're old enough to decide for yourself. But word of advice, I
doubt my parents would be pleased if their grandchild didn't have a legal
father.

Me: I know dude. I don't want to be irresponsible either.

Jas: That's good.

Me: But don't you think it's a little sudden?

Jas: It is. And she's rather impulsive. So you better clarify things with
her before making any rash decisions.

Me: Yeah.

I finished up my espresso and took a stick from Jason.

Jas: Anyway, have you considered leaving the army yet?

Me: Nope. I'll recover and get back to combat.

Jas: Have you ever thought that maybe this is a sign? That you should make
something else your career?

Me: Maybe. But I really enjoy what I do. Especially leading my men during
ATEC. Watching them grow from blur recruits till they ORD.

Jas: Bro, you ain't stupid. You were probably better than me in JC but you
chose another path. It's tough without a degree, and you stopped your degree
with Kaplan.

Me: I know. That's why I wanna continue with the army.

Jas: What if you don't recover?

Me: Then I'll look for something else.

Jas: It may be too late. Continue your degree. It will help.

Me: I drained bro. Not just physically, but emotionally and mentally. The
degree will be a waste of money if I don't graduate or get shitty results.

Jas: You need to believe in yourself. You used to.

Me: Things change.

Jas: Well bro, all I can say is that you need to think about your future.

Me: I'm thinking.

Jas: Well think harder. I'm off to meet my girlfriend. Please watch Jenny.

Me: Yep. No prob. Thanks for talking.

Jas: Anytime bro. You were there when I needed you, maybe now it's my turn.

Jason went to take a shower then left the house. I went back to Jenny's
room. She was still asleep. I kissed her forehead.

Me: Maybe I've not reached the stage where I can say I love you, but I guess
I'll try.

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Originally Posted by EnigmaofSorrow

Me: Maybe I've not reached the stage where I can say I love you, but I guess
I'll try.

A very nice story... Never expect to read ur story at like 6.30am in the morning? Haha

But Just my thoughts here,i always believe in 2 things in my life for love

1)It better to be loved rather than u go love someone

2)Time will heal all wounds

I hope my 2 advice will help u in some way or other

Keep it up!