(Military Training Base)
(POV: Jon)
After I cleared the obstacle course, my condition was worse than you can imagine. But there was an exhilaration in it.
Though my body was hurt, like a herd of cows had run over me, there was a sense of fulfillment in that moment.
While I was doing this like a protagonist monologue with a smile, which most of you would say is cringey, I didn't realise I was staring at another person who was what I called most likely of Mexican origin.
After sometime I was soon pull off by my thought when the said person whom I was staring at said to me: "Puta! What are you staring at?"
I just wanted to apologize and say I was phasing out after the course.
But no, my mouth decided to go another way. Instead, I said, "Where did they get you from Home Depot?" As soon as I said that, I gasped and put my hand in front of my mouth.
After that, there was a long silence as the world around us came to a halt. Then the only thing that happened, I was trying so hard to avoid.
I got jumped by the Mexican dude. He punched me straight in my face and gave me a black eye.
Before he could do some real damage to my beautiful face, my best buddy came to rescue.
I have never been this happy to see someone in my two lifetimes. But Liam, my buddy came right on time.
He dragged the hothead from me. As soon he did the drill seargent was on my and the mexican ass.
He soon dragged us to his office.
Inside Drill Seargent office, we were standing right infront of drill seargent who was pissed at us for the fight.
He asked in a barely restrained voice: "Would any of you like to tell me what might be the cause of this fight, Privates?"
I know it was my mistake, I just wanted to apologize for being racist to him, but all of you know what my darn mouth did again. Now I know it will get me killed one day, and that day isn't far.
I went ahead, while pointing at the Mexican dude, and said, "I think he had a taco with a lot of spice this morning, due to which he had trouble keeping his anger in check, Drill Sergeant!"
"Motherfuc..." the Mexican dude lunged at me again, but this time Drill Sergeant stopped him in time.
After calming the dude down, Drill Sergeant stared at me like I was a black dude and I was dating his daughter.
He screamed at me: " GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS ON THE GROUND, GIVE ME 100 PUSHUPS. IF YOU STOP AT ANY POINT BETWEEN THE PUSHUPS, THE EMTS GOING TO WORK OVER TIME TO GET MY FOOT OUT OF YOUR FUCKING ASS!"
But you know what, dude, I am just a chill guy, so I did 100 push-ups as per commanded.
You guys know, before I was exhausted after the obstacle course, now my whole body was shuddering, especially my arms.
I had this feeling of not feeling my arm once before in my life, and that was when the Kim Kardashian Tapes got leaked.
Like Eminem said: "Knees Weak, Arms Heavy." That's what I am feeling right now.
But knowing my slut lady of a luck, I know my suffering doesn't end there.
My fears were confirmed when Drill Seargent talked to us again: " Now here is your punishment for fighting: after completing the whole training of the day, you guys are going to scrub the barracks clean with a toothbrush for whole week every night and you are responsible for the laundry of your whole unit for this week."
Now again it's my darn mouth, who was itching again to say: "With all due respect, sir, isn't the Mexican dude more appropriate for the job, it is one of the strong traits of his people."
But I gathered every bit of my will power to bit my lip to stop or I will be fucked beyond belief.
Then he pointed at me and said: "You young man, what is your race and religion?"
I replied: "Sir, I am white and I am a Christian." Then Drill Sergeant looked at me like 'gotcha bitch' barked at me: "No soldier of mine is white, black, asian, Christian, muslim, jew, hindu or hispanic. All my soldiers are Americans, and their religion is being an American, and the only color they bleed is red. Do you understand, soldier?"
I stood there just stunned because it was one of the most badass things I have ever heard in my whole life. He shouted at me again: "DO YOU UNDERSTAND PRIVATE??"
"Yes, drill sergeant, Sir!" Then he ordered us to leave for the rest of the training.
But now I have come to know there is something wrong with my body. It's letting my intrusive thoughts win without hesitation. I was never racist before.
As I was pondering what was wrong with me. I heard the familiar voice: "Well, if it isn't the loudmouth clown of our barracks," while he handed me an ice pack for my eye.
We all know who it was, it's my best buddy Liam boy. Never have I been in my life, I have this irresistible urge to crack a blonde joke.
Moreover, now I already have a swollen black eye, so I can't afford to be blind for a few days due to two black eyes.
So I have chosen to retreat, mind you guys I am not a coward. It is just a tactical retreat. I will come back stronger than ever.
Finally, I have a task that I had to do some serious work on, which is to keep my mouth in check for the foreseeable future.
(POV: 3rd Person)
And the grind continues.
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