His soldier Her salvation

The start of everything or maybe is it the end? I really don’t know. A week ago I was on a mission with my squad mate Hector and we ended up back in my hometown, and I just wanted to go home. It wasn’t much just a small house with an abusive mother and three other kids, and Drake. The kids I really miss, they’re my siblings my blood the youngest most especially. I haven’t gone home in three years. I have been abroad working undercover with a secret intelligence agency trying to stop cyber terrorism through gaming groups the game we were in was that of fantasy and real life almost like a virtual reality except our Nations enemies decided to hack it. That is why we are back in my hometown we start a mission not blocks from where I grew up. Rose It was a small town when I lived here with my family everyone knew everyone and everything. I’m Rose whitguard grew up here in the small town of Longview, Texas I always dreamed of making it big as a singer songwriter, but all those dreams came crashing down when my mother sent me away to military school at 15. I was too much of a problem child for her or so she made everyone else believe. I looked too much like my father who abandoned us when i was six months old and mom never really got over that i had his pretty brown eyes dark curly hair and a mixture of their skin tones I have this really pretty light brown skin tone I rarely have to wear makeup or anything. But for my mom I’m just a reminder of him shortly after my moms second marriage she had my brother Jackson and my little sister Isabella and Nathaniel they were all the golden children they could never do anything wrong. I being the oldest I had to take care of them while she worked to support us. Because my step dad was a lazy piece of crap all he did was sit around and boss people around including my mom. He scarred me for life never once in my life did I think a father should treat a child the way he treated me. I was too young to understand what he was doing was wrong. While my mom was working he’d touch me in places meant only for a husband and wife. I tried to tell my mom what was happening when my sister was born and i felt as if no one believed me until my brother Jackson said he saw something and told my mom about it. Not till then did she believe me. From then on did my life get worse my mom divorced my step dad and won custody of all of us kids. She remarried to Drake two years later when i was 13, and became a stay at home mom. Making my life a living hell I then became the house slave Drake knew what was going on but said nothing about it after the fight and mom’s threats so he allowed it to happen i took care of all of the chores the kids and the cooking. While my mom sat at home and drank at night I would write poetry and dream of leaving this small town and becoming famous until one day shortly after my 15th birthday there was a knock at the front door. And there were these people in military uniforms asking for my mother, they said it was very important that they talked to her. I called for my mom and she came to the door they asked her questions about me and my schooling she told them despite the hard work that i put in around the house i was a straight A student. “Mrs. Harrison you do know we can pull her records from school?” The man said “I already know she is barely passing her core classes I’ve talked to her teachers and they have said she has the potential to be a great student for she turned in her assignments.” “Oh really!” my mother replied. “Yes I think our school would be a great match for your daughter rose.” He simply says, “I sergeant Maccaby have two sons in this school, it will teach her discipline and help her on a career path in the future.” “Well then take her” my mother told sgt. Maccaby. “She is of no use to me and it will be one less mouth to feed she’s too much of a headache for me anyway.” So I left with sergeant Maccaby and his assistant that day with only the clothes on my back to go to a school almost 3,000 miles away from home in the middle of no where and why do I want to go home after all this time you ask? It’s so i can see my brothers and sister I miss them my life at home may have never been great but its hard when you miss the only friends you ever had. Six years later I am now part of an elite group of soldiers who work with technology and RPG games that track down and eliminate terrorist groups that plan to take down our government and use online games to recruit people into their groups. Those group just happens to bee hiding in the small town of Longview where I grew up so we leave on mission today to infiltrate this group. Our squad consists of Hector, Brian, Marcos, Jose, and I we have been thick as thieves since school. We land in Dallas and make the two hour drive to Longview to start our mission we are stationed in a two story house that was abandoned on Electra the house i used to live in was just blocks away even though I have been away for six years i kept tabs on my family they still live there so I am going to ask to go on a 24 hour leave to see my siblings. So I ask hector or squad captain if I can go. “Hector I would like to go on leave for 24 hours to see my family.” I say timidly. “Why?” He replies, haven’t they caused you enough heartache?” My mom yes, my siblings no I really miss them and want to see them I haven’t seen them in six years.” I say. “I promise to make rendezvous at 0400.” “Fine you may go” he says. “Thank you” i say “ I will take first watch tomorrow after we set up” I walk the few blocks to the house where i grew up and its too quiet out not a soul in sight people used to be outside with their family’s kids used to run the streets playing almost like they are waiting on a silent storm foreshadowing what is to come, or it could be that the roads are covered in ice and snow after the snow storm that hit two days ago, but surely the kids in the neighborhood would be out playing in it. All the houses are covered in the white powder the cars look as if they haven’t moved since it started only my footprints mark the ground where I walked. More snow is coming in and falling softly to the ground as I get closer to what used to be home. Home The house still looks the same the same white picket fence around the front yard the front porch still covered, but now you have to access it from the side door so no more jumping the gate to get in. As I walk up to the door my anxiety starts to kick in I am suddenly scared to knock it takes me a few minutes to actually knock on the door when I do my sister Bella answers. “Wh-who are you?” She timidly asks, “Wh-what do you want?” “‘Where’s mom and Drake” I respond “I’m rose your sister don’t you remember me?” Recognition finally hits her and she squeals “Sissy! Mom is in the kitchen drake is in the back.” Quickly she yells “Mom Rose is here to see us.” As i walk in Nate runs in to say hi before going back to playing with his cars and Jackson is in his game and doesn’t even notice me walk by the usual Jackson I walk back to the kitchen where mom is and she groans at the sight of me I ask her how she has been she doesn’t answer all she says is, “Why have you come back? You have been gone for six years why come back now?’ I couldn’t really give her the real answer so I lied to her and told her my friends and I were in town for a few days and I wanted to see her and the kids. She started on about how I disappoint her and I will never be good enough for her. Or that is all I hear because all she does is point out my flaws. I eventually go to find drake I assume he is in his shop where he usually is when he is home always working on a new project for a client or something. His shop is as beautiful as the house his craftsmanship is seen through out it inspired the artwork for one of my tattoos a single rose with the stem outlining the phrase the most beautiful things come from pain. I sit and watch him work on a garden bench he is making and ask him who it is for? He replies “For Mrs. baker across town. What have you been up to since you left?” “Working on missions finished school and college got a technical degree that I use daily.”’ I reply even though in my head my response is completely different because my goal was to make it famous and leave this town behind for good. I go and play with Nate for a while until it is time for bed then I go and lay down for a bit when my alarm goes off I quickly silence it to not wake everyone in the house and get ready to leave. I slowly put my black jeans and tank top on then my vest that will hold my gear then my black leather jacket. I strap on my knives and gun and make sure they are covered and put my clothes in my bag and grab my boots to leave. As I am walking out to the porch my mother scares the s**t out of me causing me to drop my boots and bag. “Leaving so soon?’ She asks. “I have a meeting to be at I’m here for work and was allowed to see you for today only I’m sorry I can’t stay longer, tell the kids goodbye for me?” I ask. She starts crying and says yes she would she asks me if I had a minute to talk I did, so I obliged her. She tells me how sorry she was for what she put me through growing up and how she hopes that one day I could forgive her I told her right now I am still too bitter to forgive her that maybe one day i would but little did I know this would be the last time i saw her that she was trying to make her peace before I left. I turned to walk away after allowing her to hug me and walked the few blocks to our rendezvous point.