guitarfan28
The Punisher
- Joined
- Jan 4, 2012
- Location
- Ohio
Andrew Lewis looked out his window of his beat up pickup truck. He hadn't had much time to put the time and work into it or get a new one since he has been a Marine since graduating high school. He now had to figure out what he was going to do with the rest of his life. He was still pissed about getting discharged from the military. They tried explaining to him that they had no choice due to his injuries. The military was all he knew and he didn't know where to even start to decide what to do next.
Letting a sigh out he turned down a dirt road to a small little house. It wasn't his house but the house of his best friend, Scott. Scott was his best friend since boot camp. He was his right hand man. The problem was the same attack that injured Andy killed his best friend. He shook away the memory. The memory kept him up at night and haunted the darkest parts of his mind.
Scott made Andy promise him on more than one occasion that if anything were to happen to him, that he would make sure his wife was okay.
"Andy...I need you to promise me man, something happens..." "Scottie, nothing is gonna happen. You have that beautiful wife to get home to so just remember that and make it happen." Andrew holding Scott after getting shot, "Hold on Scottie. Hold on...help is coming." "Andy...promise me man." "Promise you what?" "You know..." Andy looked at him knowing his best friend wasn't going to make it. He nodded. "You know I will. She will be okay."
Andy shook those memories away too. Now that his wife was expecting, Andy knew he had to follow through with that promise. He had called her a few weeks ago and told her he would be in town and was going to stop by. She had no idea he was stopping to check up on her. He had no idea what he was getting into either.
He pulled up to the house and turned the truck off. Andy let out a sigh before getting out and walking to the front door. He walked with a limp from the results of the attack. He just hoped this wouldn't be too hard seeing her husband's best friend. His best friend that made it and he didn't.
Letting a sigh out he turned down a dirt road to a small little house. It wasn't his house but the house of his best friend, Scott. Scott was his best friend since boot camp. He was his right hand man. The problem was the same attack that injured Andy killed his best friend. He shook away the memory. The memory kept him up at night and haunted the darkest parts of his mind.
Scott made Andy promise him on more than one occasion that if anything were to happen to him, that he would make sure his wife was okay.
"Andy...I need you to promise me man, something happens..." "Scottie, nothing is gonna happen. You have that beautiful wife to get home to so just remember that and make it happen." Andrew holding Scott after getting shot, "Hold on Scottie. Hold on...help is coming." "Andy...promise me man." "Promise you what?" "You know..." Andy looked at him knowing his best friend wasn't going to make it. He nodded. "You know I will. She will be okay."
Andy shook those memories away too. Now that his wife was expecting, Andy knew he had to follow through with that promise. He had called her a few weeks ago and told her he would be in town and was going to stop by. She had no idea he was stopping to check up on her. He had no idea what he was getting into either.
He pulled up to the house and turned the truck off. Andy let out a sigh before getting out and walking to the front door. He walked with a limp from the results of the attack. He just hoped this wouldn't be too hard seeing her husband's best friend. His best friend that made it and he didn't.