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being subject to trauma, but still, they always remembered the most important details.
"Hmmmm...." she drained her glass and placed it back on her desk with a clunk.
As she finished reading all the notes, there was something else lurking between the lines. His commanding officers never actually said it; they didn't need to, but all the evidence was pointing toward David having some sort of psychotic break and turning on his own men. That can't be true, Marie pondered on the possibility that he was seriously unhinged.
"No," she spoke out loud to herself, as she flung the file in the top drawer. "It can't be."
She always prided herself on putting her patients first and seeing things objectively. There was no definite conclusion that he had done anything wrong, and so she would treat him the same as anyone else. She flicked off the light and closed her office door, heading to bed with a heavy heart.
It just can't be true, can it?
*****
David woke up on his sofa with a stiff neck and a sore head. That wasn't anything new except for the aftermath of the nightmares that were plaguing his mind. They were stranger than before and, as he sat up and rubbed at his temples, he was certain they had been real. It was only when he heard the traffic outside his house and felt his feet firmly on the thick carpet that he realized he was safe and home.
There was something so abstract and peculiar about the nightmares and they possessed a quality they didn't normally have. Damian had spoken to him and that terrified David.
"It's just your imagination, it was just a dream," he told himself, as he stood up and headed for the shower.
Yet, as he let the hot water cleanse his tired body, he couldn't get the words out of his head.
"You did the right thing." Damian had said through the dusty haze of the battlefield. "I'm proud of you brother. Look after yourself."
And then, he had disappeared and drifted out of David's mind.
As he stood in the shower, he felt an eerie chill shudder down his back, and he shivered despite the searing hot water that was steaming up the bathroom.
"Need to get a grip of myself," he slapped his cheeks lightly to try and revive himself.
Of course, he felt as though he was still in a state of shock from the night before. He still couldn't believe that he'd considered taking his own life, even if it was just for those agonizing few seconds. It was then, as he stared at the white tiles of the shower with his forehead pressed against the wall, that he decided he needed genuine help and his mind turned to Marie. It wasn't long until he'd be able to see her, and hopefully, she'd have the answers that could stop his suffering.
With a newfound sense of purpose, he got dressed and headed out on his bike. The sun was high in the sky bleaching everything below it and he reveled in its warmth. Heading out to the countryside, he soaked up the atmosphere of the wilderness and gazed at the beauty of the mountains in the distance. He could always count on fresh air and nature to bring him back to his senses. He rode for hour after hour until he looked at the time and realized it wasn't long until he had to meet Marie.
Heading back into the city, he instantly felt the jarring of the heavy traffic and noise against his psyche. More than anything, he wanted to hide in bed with a bottle of liquor by his side, but that part of him was over or; at least, he wanted it to be.
He glanced down quickly at the fuel gauge and he realized he'd need to fill up. Swerving left into the nearest gas station, he attracted the attention of the nearby customers, but that was nothing new. Everyone gawped and stared at the buff SEAL straddling his loud and heavy Harley.
As he filled up, he heard kids screaming behind him and it was a sound that he hated. He winced at the high pitched squeals and sighed.
"Damn kids," he grumbled.
But, a female voice chimed in and he spun round as he recognized it.
"Please kids, be quiet for just a sec.
"Hmmmm...." she drained her glass and placed it back on her desk with a clunk.
As she finished reading all the notes, there was something else lurking between the lines. His commanding officers never actually said it; they didn't need to, but all the evidence was pointing toward David having some sort of psychotic break and turning on his own men. That can't be true, Marie pondered on the possibility that he was seriously unhinged.
"No," she spoke out loud to herself, as she flung the file in the top drawer. "It can't be."
She always prided herself on putting her patients first and seeing things objectively. There was no definite conclusion that he had done anything wrong, and so she would treat him the same as anyone else. She flicked off the light and closed her office door, heading to bed with a heavy heart.
It just can't be true, can it?
*****
David woke up on his sofa with a stiff neck and a sore head. That wasn't anything new except for the aftermath of the nightmares that were plaguing his mind. They were stranger than before and, as he sat up and rubbed at his temples, he was certain they had been real. It was only when he heard the traffic outside his house and felt his feet firmly on the thick carpet that he realized he was safe and home.
There was something so abstract and peculiar about the nightmares and they possessed a quality they didn't normally have. Damian had spoken to him and that terrified David.
"It's just your imagination, it was just a dream," he told himself, as he stood up and headed for the shower.
Yet, as he let the hot water cleanse his tired body, he couldn't get the words out of his head.
"You did the right thing." Damian had said through the dusty haze of the battlefield. "I'm proud of you brother. Look after yourself."
And then, he had disappeared and drifted out of David's mind.
As he stood in the shower, he felt an eerie chill shudder down his back, and he shivered despite the searing hot water that was steaming up the bathroom.
"Need to get a grip of myself," he slapped his cheeks lightly to try and revive himself.
Of course, he felt as though he was still in a state of shock from the night before. He still couldn't believe that he'd considered taking his own life, even if it was just for those agonizing few seconds. It was then, as he stared at the white tiles of the shower with his forehead pressed against the wall, that he decided he needed genuine help and his mind turned to Marie. It wasn't long until he'd be able to see her, and hopefully, she'd have the answers that could stop his suffering.
With a newfound sense of purpose, he got dressed and headed out on his bike. The sun was high in the sky bleaching everything below it and he reveled in its warmth. Heading out to the countryside, he soaked up the atmosphere of the wilderness and gazed at the beauty of the mountains in the distance. He could always count on fresh air and nature to bring him back to his senses. He rode for hour after hour until he looked at the time and realized it wasn't long until he had to meet Marie.
Heading back into the city, he instantly felt the jarring of the heavy traffic and noise against his psyche. More than anything, he wanted to hide in bed with a bottle of liquor by his side, but that part of him was over or; at least, he wanted it to be.
He glanced down quickly at the fuel gauge and he realized he'd need to fill up. Swerving left into the nearest gas station, he attracted the attention of the nearby customers, but that was nothing new. Everyone gawped and stared at the buff SEAL straddling his loud and heavy Harley.
As he filled up, he heard kids screaming behind him and it was a sound that he hated. He winced at the high pitched squeals and sighed.
"Damn kids," he grumbled.
But, a female voice chimed in and he spun round as he recognized it.
"Please kids, be quiet for just a sec.
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