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AlphaWolfQuin

AlphaWolfQuin

Pulsar
Joined
Nov 23, 2011
Location
Rhode Island
It had been nearly 3 years since Jay had set foot on American soil and she was overjoyed to finally be boarding the plane that would take her home. She had just spent three months in a hospital after being shot multiple times during combat. Although her physical injuries were healed her mental health was not well at all. Her captain had tried to help by having her speak to a psychologist but the damage was too severe and he was forced to discharge her honorably. In her time with the United States army Jay had seen her fair share of deaths and had been injured quite a few times but the most recent death she had to witness was most tragic for her.

"GRENADE!" ,The warning came shouting over the gunfire and the troops scattered and took cover. The explosion came seconds after echoing off the walls of the run down building they took cover in. Jay crawled on her stomach keeping covered by a wall. When she reached her friend Micheal he was panting and cringing in pain. At first she thought he had just been shot and she yelled for a medic.

"Jay I can't feel my legs" ,Micheal whispered in a choked up tone. Blood rushed out of his throat and his eyes filled with tears.

"It's alright we're gonna get you out of here, we're gonna get you home" ,Jay told him as she stared into his eyes.

Jay and Micheal had grown up together, went to school together, and joined the military together. He had two children and a wife at home waiting for him. Jay knew his family well and over the years grew to love them just as much as she loved her own family.

Jay's eyes shifted to the medic when he mentioned that there was no way Micheal was going to make it. "What are you talking about?" ,she asked through gritted teeth. The medic was at a loss for words and simply motioned to Micheal's lower half with his eyes, his body had been completely blown in half and all that remained was his torso. Micheal died right in front of Jay's eyes and she lost it.

All that was heard was a loud scream come from Jay's mouth as she stood and fired her weapon at the enemy. She killed about six men before being shot down herself. Soldiers rushed to her aid and cleared the area before getting her out of there and to the nearest hospital.

When Jay finally arrived on the front steps of her parents house she stood there simply staring at the door. Her uniform was perfectly pressed and cleaned and her shoes were shined, her bags were dropped to the ground at her sides and she sighed heavily. This was it, she was home and never had to go back to war but the damage done would live with her forever. Slowly she went to reach down for her bags and the front door to the house flew open and her mother and father came rushing towards her.

"Jaylene it's been so long" ,her mother cried as she wrapped her arms around her.

Her father being a military man himself and hearing what had happened simply patted her on the back and gave her a sympathetic look before grabbing her bags. "Come on let's get you a drink" ,he stated before making his way into the house.

As Jay walked into the large family home her mother led her into the kitchen and had her sit down while she rummaged through the fridge and the cabinets looking for something to make Jay to eat. "Your sister should be around soon, I'm sure she'll be happy to see you" ,her mother stated with a smile.

"Y-yeah, how is she?" ,Jay asked quietly as her father set a glass of whiskey down in front of her.

"Oh yes she's doing great" ,her mother replied.

The conversation didn't go any further as Jay began to sip on her drink. There was so much on her mind, so many things haunting her and she was just happy to know she was safe now, that she was home. She didn't have to say anything and she didn't need for anyone else to say anything the simple comfort of being home was enough to ease her pain for the moment.
 
Julia had never been proud of her sister, after all, she hated the military. She completely despised everything about it. Not only that, but she wasn't the kind of the girl to go to war. She was shy, innocent and cute. Sbe nver sweared and was the most fragile being. Gunfights and explosions weren't for a girl made of feathers like she was. Having to wear glasses due to sight deficience and brackets due to a bad teeth alignment didn't make her the school's most popular girl, but she wasin fact the most intelligent of her class and possibly one of the most intelligent of the whole school. At only 15 years old, she was already interested in pursuing a science career. But that monday wasn't about her, it was about meeting once again her sister, the one she despised.

After half an hour, Julia showed up, carrying her backpack and blue-coloured glasses, her brackets were blue too. "Mom, dad, i'm home." Julia dropped her heavy bag on the couch and froze as she moved to the kitchen, her chocolate eyes trying to understand why she was there so early. She tried to speak but she couldn't. She hated her sister. While Julia was a prodigy and a true genius, the only greeting they had given her was a compliment. Jaylene had taken a few bullets and she already was a national hero.
 
Jay's eyes looked up when she heard Julia's voice, she wanted to smile but she couldn't. When the small young woman appeared in the kitchen Jay glanced at her before looking back down at her drink before taking a large gulp of it. She knew Julia hated her, always thought their parents favored her for being a 'hero' but Jay never seen things that way. The way she seen it Julia was the smarter of the two, deciding to stick with school while Jay entered the military at 18 instead of going to college. In all reality Jay hated Julia as well but not because Julia hated her Jay hated her younger sister because she didn't know what she had been through nor what she had to endure or the hard work she put into becoming a great soldier Julia didn't understand the selflessness or the bravery and intelligence needed to become a soldier. Julia had no idea who Jay was and for that Jay hated her.

"Hey Julia" ,Jay finally muttered out after sipping from her glass once more.

"Come on sit down Julia I'm about to make us all a snack, I'm sure Jay is starving after her long trip and I'm sure you could use some sustenance as well" ,their mother stated happily. She was the type of mother that found happiness in just her family being together it didn't matter what the circumstance or how much tension was in the room she just liked them all together. Their father on the other hand could sense an argument from a mile away and every time Jay and Julia were in the same room an argument usually happened and it drove the man nuts.
 
Julia saw Jay's work as a waste of time, as she was working for a government that just started wars to try their weaponry. You didn't need any real mental skill, just a good body and a mercyless soul to endure and kill everything that appeared in front of you. For Julia, there was no escape, and they would always argue wether or not the older sister's past job was worth the mention or not.

When Jaylene spoke, Julia ignored her and listened to her mom, who made as little sense as her sister. "I prefer to be run over by a car," Julia said angrily and walked upstairs with her backpack. She was completely starving, but she would throw at her sister one of her test acidic samples if she had to stay with her. "That stupid slut....thinking her job was a great achievement when it is in fact a travesty where all prisoners go."
 
Hearing Julia's words made Jay seethe inside and she could feel her anger building up, just like it did every time she was around her younger sister. "You know what mom I'm not really hungry either" ,Jay stated before slamming her fists onto the table then standing up and making her way upstairs to her own room to change. "Some people just don't appreciate the hard work I do so that they can sit on their fat asses and play with their fucking iPhones, or read, or be able to speak how they want without getting shot, FUCK YOU JULIA!" ,Jay shouted as she passed Julia's door. "SPOILED LITTLE FUCKING BITCH"! With that Jay slammed the door to her room and made her way over to her dresser as she began to take off her uniform.

She settled on a pair of loose fitting black jeans and a sleeveless grey and white athletic tee along with a pair of black and white converse. Jay sat down on her bed and began to flip through the pages of a magazine as she tried to calm her nerves. Downstairs Jay and Julia's mother was still making food while cussing angrily and crying, the woman hated when they both stormed off and argued with each other.
 
Julia heard her older sister's words and frowned as a few tears formed on her eyes. She grabbed the biggest dictionary she had and walked out of her room. "SCREW YOU! YOU ARE USELESS! YOU JUST BITCH ABOUT HOW YOUR WHORISH ASS GOT SHOT, WHILE I AM ACTUALLY STUDYING FOR A CAREER, NOT LIKE YOU. STUPID AND SLUTTY TRAMP! AND I'M NOT A TECHNOLOGY WHORE LIKE YOU ARE! I HAVE A BRAIN!" she screamed while crying and threw her dictionary at her door, incredibly enough not doing any harsh damage as the noise could be heard all over the house.

Julia went to her room once again and slammed the door, laying on the bed without her glasses as she hugged her pillow and cried, using the metal of her brackets to bite her lips.
 
As soon as Julia started yelling and calling Jay a whore again Jay got pissed off even more but didn't move. Jay by far was not a whore, she had only slept with one man in her life before coming out of the closet and after she came out as a lesbian she had only had a few girlfriends here and there and very rarely flirted with anyone. Jay knew Julia was just saying those things to piss her off. When Jay heard the thud against her door, she didn't jump or flinch but after she heard Julia's door slam she stood up and made her way towards her own door and flung it open.

"YOU KNOW WHAT YOU LITTLE FUCKING SKANK....I'M SICK OF YOUR SHIT, YOU NEED TO GROW THE FUCK UP!" ,Jay yelled before kicking Julia's door in. The wood cracked and Jay had broke one of the hinges, she knew their parents would be pissed later on but right now the woman didn't care she was fueled by rage so much so she didn't even notice Julia was crying. After kicking the door in Jay lunged towards Julia and grabbed her by the back of the neck and shoved her face into the bed before planting her knee in her younger sister's back. "Keep running your fucking mouth when you have no idea what the fuck I've been through and I will make your life a living hell and while you make think it's hell now you have no fucking clue" ,Jay growled into Julia's ear. Her voice was harsh but cracked and slightly insane sounding as she remembered the horror of combat, her little sister truly had no idea. Jay pushed down hard once more before releasing Julia from her grip then stormed out of her room and back into her own slamming the door behind her.
 
Julia heard her sister come into her room. She was just expecting a huge argument, an exchange of words like they always did. But what happened was far worse. When he planted her knee on her back, Julia cried. Not only in pain, but in sadness at what had happened. She just listend to everything she had to say, and when she got off her, Julia curled into a ball and sobbed. Tears of fear and pain ran down her face as she heard her sister leave the room. She was so scared...so frightened. She felt like she was going to die. But sadly, she didn't.
 
Jay had a moment of rage and as soon as she sat back down on her bed she regretted what she had done to Julia. Even though her younger sister had pissed her off Jay knew it was wrong of her to get physical. She sat on her bed for a little while and silently cried to herself, she was fucked up in the head and she had just proven it to herself. There was no cure for her insanity and for a few moments while she sat there she considered killing herself.

A few hours passed and Jay decided to get up and take a shower before dinner was ready. She got off her bed and gathered her clothes before making her way into the bathroom and shutting the door. Jay turned the water on and tested the temperature before sitting down and taking off her shoes. She then stood and looked into the mirror as she removed her shirt, her fingertips ran over the scars left from the bullet wounds she had received on her abdomen, in her arms, and the one that was by her neck that had happened to miss any major arteries or veins by some miracle.

Micheal came to mind again and she started to cry, the only person she ever really had was gone, dead and she couldn't save him. "It should have been me....it should have been me" ,Jay whimpered softly as she forced herself to turn away from the mirror and finish undressing. When she stepped into the shower she simply stood there letting the water run over her body and mask her tears, she tried to find some comfort in the warmth of the water but she couldn't. She blamed herself and there was nothing anyone could do or say that would change that.
 
Julia just stayed into a ball, curled there. She had sever trust issues as she had to suffer from massive bulling at school. More than once she had her face punched, her lips split and her nose broken. However, since she turned 15 and puberty started for her, things just got worse due to her being a late bloomer. The girls laughed at her, and even the boys punched her. That's why when someone got physical with her, she entered a state where she left the reality and tried to get deep in her thoughts. She covered her face with her pillow as she cried her sadness off. "I...I wish i could die...p-please..." she cried softly.
 
When Jay finished with her shower she got out and dried off before getting dressed and making her way back towards her room. She was a little more calm now and clear headed. As she passed Julia's room she heard her little sister crying but didn't think anything of it until she heard what Julia said. Jay's heart sank and for once she felt bad for Julia. Jay's first instinct was to walk away like she always did but after a few moments of standing there she made her way into Julia's room and slowly walked over to the bed and sat at the end of it facing away from her.

"Julia...." ,she began quietly. "I....I'm sorry....please don't be upset....you don't have to forgive me but don't cry and wish that you'd die....please" ,she continued softly.
 
Julia cried as her sister tried to talk to her. She was really comprehensive, but hitting her got her in a lock up state. "W-W...w-why...sh-should i...not wish to die...huh? You...hit me...g-get away...from me..." she cried and covered her face. Her wrists had scars as she had also tried to commit suicide several times in the past.
 
"No I won't get away, I hit you because I'm not right in the head anymore but I promise I'll never do it again....I'm so sorry" ,Jay said in response to Julia. She finally turned to look at her younger sister and noticed the scars on her wrists, "Julia who did this to you?" ,she asked as she gently grabs her younger sister's arm. "Did you cut yourself? Why? Why would you do that?" ,Jay asked as she began to cry herself. Even though the two fought and hated each other Jay still cared about Julia and if something was wrong she wanted to help if she could.
 
Julia squirmed under her elder sister's unwanted touch. When she asked about the wrists, she pulled them back to her and kept crying. "I DID IT! BECAUSE NOBODY CARES ABOUT ME! THAT'S WHY I'VE GONE TO THE HOSPITAL 10 TIMES THIS YEAR! I'VE BEEN BEATEN MORE TIMES THAN A POTATO BAG, SO LEAVE ALONE!" she cried, shaving her face in the pillow. The cuts on her pale wrists were more than evident. "NOT EVEN DAD OR MOM WANT ME! I HEARD THEM SAY I WAS A DISSAPOINTMENT TO THIS FAMILY! A PIECE OF THRASH WHO PREFERED BOOKS OVER HER COUNTRY!"
 
Hearing Julia's response Jay sighed, it hurt to hear that people, even their own parents were treating her so badly. "Who beats on you? Tell me and I'll be talking to mom and dad, you're not a disappointment in fact you're one of the smartest people I know don't let people get to you like that, don't hurt yourself over what other people think, I know it sucks but you have a future and that's something I can't say I have" ,Jay said in response before standing up. It was obvious Julia didn't want her around and Jay didn't want to bother her anymore, she had said what she wanted.
 
Julia looked at her as tears ran down her face. "You think...i haven't tried talking to mom or dad? They laughed and told of to be useful and brave like you. Dad slapped me and told me why was i born. Does that ring a bell that i am wanted in this family? You're the only one who talks to me and tells me nice things. My crush pushed me into a puddle of mood then dropped dog food. Our parents told me i smelled like dog shit and told me to go have a shower and to clean the floor i got dirty." She then stood up and hugged her sister from behind.
 
After Julia told Jay how things were while she was away it made her heart ache and she felt as if it were her fault. When she felt Julia's arms around her she turned around and hugged her tightly. "I'll be right back" ,she whispered before letting her sister go. Jay then stormed down the stairs and into the kitchen where her parents were preparing dinner. She reached out and grabbed her father by the shoulder and spun him around before shoving him back into the counter.

"JAY!" ,her mother began but was cut off by Jay putting her hand up.

Jay's grip on her father's shirt was tight as she held him there the anger clear in her eyes, "YOU MOTHER FUCKER! HOW DARE YOU TREAT HER LIKE THAT?! YOU THINK IT'S SO GREAT THAT I FOUGHT FOR OUR COUNTRY HUH? I ALMOST DIED! WHY DON'T YOU SEE HOW SMART SHE IS? SHE'S THE ONE THAT SHOULD BE PRAISED NOT ME.....NOT ME!" ,Jay screamed before letting him go and running out the door.

"JAY!.....JAY!" ,her father yelled after her but it was no use.
 
Julia looked at her sister as she hugged her and told her she would be right back. She put her glasses on and nodded as she waited, cleaning her messy face with a tissue as she on the bed. Then she started to hear the screams and yelling that came from downstairs. It was clearly her sister facing their father, who had an overly abusive behaviour towards the little one. "M-my...sister....cares for me..." she muttered and smiled.
 
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