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It's A Good Day To Die Chapter 3 Alternate
Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Fiction, Death, Murder, Non-Erotic, Romance, Violence, Author: Hawkrider, Rating: 84.6, Source: sexstories.com
accident three after that while Chelsea died of a broken heart about six months later. Adam had found a wonderful girl and married. He had three kids, two beautiful daughters and a son. Adam took things ok from what I can tell. He made detective and retired with twenty years as well. My last mission I had been shot and paralyzed. I look at my old beaten hands and think of my days with BW and the rest of the team. The twins would die about five years after I returned in combact while Pol would take a round to the throat trying to get the newest recruits into the copter. BW told me I was incharge because Pol would want that and the other reason was he sucked at giving orders. BW would had died about five years ago from alcohol poisoning. He couldn't handle the demons anymore nd started drinking to numb the pain. My one fear I had was coming true......I was alone. The newest recruits were ok but the family bond was not there. In my final mission I would be the only one to return alive but just barely. I was paralyzed, lost a leg and my right arm. I also lost ninety percenty of my hearing and my left eye. I was badly shot up and had shrapnel all in my back but I was alive. I was medicalled out and was being sent home. I had called Adam and he was willing to accept me back until I got on my feet. The bus pulls into the station and everyone gets off and I follow. I get handed my bag and see my brother smiling. We hug while I ... get introduced to his family. We head to his house and talk about old times. The day goes by and I feel aprehensive about staying. The next week is the same since I have kept a secret from him. We go to a bar and I can finally talk man to man with my brother. I take a deep breath. "Bro I have something to confess." He looks at me and I tell him about killing my family and acting like I didn't know About coming home for all the funerals to never let anyone find me and then what I actually did for a living. Adam looks at me. "You are not welcome at my house anymore. Your a fucking monster to kill your family. As far as I am concerned you died when you left." He gets up and heads home I sigh and wheel myself outside and I find a liquor store. I buy a couple bottles and head to some place I hoped would giving me some release. I go to the old park and find the tree with my letters and Holly's. Adam had told me she died at graduation and I feel bad. I roll onto the dock looking out at the lake. I kill the bottles while my thoughts take over. I was truly alone because of my action. I pull my old 1911 and I look at it. I sigh before pressing the barrel to my head. "Adam I'm sorry. Guys I'll see you soon." I press the trigger......BOOM. I wake up and I can see just fine. I look to see I have my arm and leg back. I can move just fine but the temperature is a little high. I walk to the door and I open it to see fire and ...