Close encounter of a personal Kind

[cgraven]

"Talk to me." Lexi looks into my eyes again "Please. It's not making any sense and I need it to. Tell me who you are." I see the pleading in her eyes. If any one has the right Lexi dose after what I did to her.

I start slowly telling her about the war, the jungle, and my naivete. Suddenly it all

came racing back; river patrols ....... mortars ...... bursting shells......death and

destruction ...... command ........ landing party ........ arrogance ........

pride.......mercy to the enemy......... grenade bursting.........my men.......torn

apart........dead....... dying ........ my fault ......... showed mercy.

How long I talked I don't know. My cheeks and chest where wet from my tears. There salt I could taste on my lips. At last I was still. I was silent.


I saw Lexi through tear blurred eyes.

 

[Vespiris]

I listened, and oddly, understood. Its not the path my mind would take, but I could see the footsteps.

I found my arms around, trying to make him clean with my touch. I stroked hi face, his nose, his chin. I can smell myself on him, but there is no anger now, no fear.

"It's alright, Pete, its alright."

 

[cgraven]

I feel her arms around me, holding me, comforting me, trying to sooth away the years of pain. I look into her eyes. No longer fear there, no anger, only sorrow.

Lexi tells me it will be all right.

I lay in the comfort of her arms through out the remainder of the night as the storm abates.

As the first rays of light worm their way into the back room, They come for me my dead comrades, my pursuers.

As the light fills the room I fade from Lexi's arms, a ghost on the run through eternity. Forced to ride the storm.

*" The old clipping lies by the cot. " War hero commits suicide after violent rape of young bar tender. Doctors believe last nights violent storm.........."*


OOC: I hope you enjoyed our little " Close encounter of a personal Kind"