Aubrey Turner had Long flowing Black hair and dark blue eyes, she stood about Five-Foot-Six, she had a athletic Build with C-Cup Breasts, she had white skin, she wore a
Beautiful Light blue dress, she looked to be
Around my age, Twenty-Nine years old
"So, How Long Had You been suffering from
Survivor's Guilt and PTSD?" She asked,
"Since my first Time In deployment, Iran
2016" I Told Her, "I See" she replied as she began to write something on her clipboard,
I Began to recount everything that I seen
On my first deployment after I Finished,
She said, "I...see and You Felt responsible for those deaths In Your first deployment"
"I Did....I was the Scout at the time, I-I told them it was safe....But It wasn't, I Led them
To their deaths" I say, My Voice Trembling,
"Do You think that Your old squadron Would want you to think that way?" Aubrey asked me, I smiled slightly as I Imagined what Kyle Would've said, "No, Kyle Would've kicked my
Ass" I chuckled slightly, Aubrey Smiled slightly as she wrote on her clipboard again,
"Now....can You tell me about this Deployment?" Aubrey asked me, I Paled,
I didn't think that she would have had me talk about....Lily so soon, "I-It was supposed to have been Just Patrol....But we were ambushed because Our guard was down,
Not by the Afghanistan Military But By One
Man, I woke Up to the sound of Him Torturing
Lily, I was Completely powerless, He had
Wanted to know the Location of Our base
Of Operations, Lily Kept telling me Not to
Tell Him....and I Didn't, It costed her life, She Had a child....parents who'd miss her, It should've been me who died, Not her" I wiped away the tears that were falling, When Did I Begin to cry? I wondered, Aubrey wrote
Something else down On Her clipboard,
"I See....and that Contributed to The Survivor's Guilt" Aubrey told me Knowingly,
I nodded, "Now, Tell me about what caused you to get PTSD" Aubrey said Softly, I froze,
I did Have PTSD But It wasn't From Any
Type of war, It was from My own Soil,
"I-I'm N-Not r-ready" I stuttered, "It's okay, I Just want to help you to find a way to Overcome It or to Cope With It" she said,
"M-My PTSD wasn't from any type of war"
Aubrey's eyes Widen as she said, "Then....It came from Our own Soil" I nodded as tears
Filled my eyes, I didn't want to talk about that
Now, I Could still Picture Her....Hands on me
I Shivered Unconsciously, "Are You Okay?"
I Nodded shakily, "You don't have to talk about It with me....At Least Not Until You
Feel Like your Ready" she told me, "T-Thank You" I say, Aubrey looked at the clock that
Hung up on the wall behind me, "Our hour Is Up" She told me, I stood Up and Stretched,
"I appreciate you for coming to see me Mr....?" Aubrey trailed off, I Blushed In Embarrassment that I Did Not give her my name yet, "Daniel" I say, "Mr. Daniel"
"Why the Mr?" I asked Curiously, "as a Sign of respect" She replied, "Okay" I Held out
My right hand, she took It, "See You Next
Time" She told me, I Nodded as She let
My hand go, I opened her office door and
Walked out, Mr. Herman was sitting on a dark
Blue Bench right next to the office door, he now wore a Long-sleeved Gray Shirt and
dark blue Jeans, "How did It go?" He asked me, "It went well, I Think" I replied, "Let's swing by the bar to get you a drink" I nodded,
I could Really Use a drink I thought to myself,
Upon arriving at the bar downtown, It was
Crowed with people, None of which I Knew
"Place Is Crowed" I told Mr. Herman, he nodded as we went inside, "Holy shit" I Mumbled, we made our way toward the bartender, a young woman with Medium Length Light Brown hair tied into a Ponytail and dark brown eyes, she stood about Five-Foot-Five, she had a Slim Build with B-Cup Breasts, she had dark skin, she looked
To be around Twenty-Eight years Old, she
Wore a dark blue T-shirt and Ripped blue Jeans, Her eyes lit Up with Happiness as
She spotted Mr. Herman, "Hey, Kyle!"
Mr. Herman chuckled as he replied, "Hey, Julia" How does the Bartender and Kyle
Know Each Other? How often does he come
In here!? "Let me get one beer for me and
Two vodka shots for My young friend here"
"Right away!" She said, "How....do the two of You Know Each Other?" I asked Kyle, "I Helped Her out with the funding for this Bar"
"wait...she owns this bar?" I asked, "That she does" he replied, "One Beer for You, and Two Vodka shots for you" she told me and Kyle,
I downed both shots within Minutes, while
Kyle was still drinking His first Beer, "Excuse me? Could I Get Two more?" I asked,
The Woman Julia Nodded as she made two more Vodka Shots for me, I downed those
Two Just as fast, I Began to get a Buzz, After a few more drinks I was Completely drunk,
"Are You okay, Daniel?" Kyle asked In Concern, "Yeah!" I say with a Hiccup,
"No, You're drunk.... Let's get You Home"
"No! I want two more shots!" I say, "You've had enough" he told me, He was dragging me toward the Exit when I Heard a Familiar
Voice behind me, "....Daniel....?" I froze,
My Breathing became Heavy, "Daniel are You alright?" Kyle asked me, I didn't reply, I felt as though I were about to be Lit On Fire, I Slowly turned around, There stood My Ex-Girlfriend
She had Long Beautiful Light blonde hair
And Bright Blue eyes, she stood about Five-Foot-Seven, She had a Athletic Build with
C-Cup Breasts, she wore a bright Pink Tank-Top, she wore dark blue Jean shorts, she looked to be around Thirty years old, she
Had White skin, "....Ellie....?" I Mumbled.