Thread: Morals Or Sin [Hahvy x Scotty Rage]

It'd been three years since she'd been standing on American Soil. Three years since she had said good bye to her parents and left to fight a war she didn't truly believe in. Three years since she had even caught a glimpse of her half-brother, half hidden behind a door as he spoke to her mother. He had seemed upset with her call to duty. But orders were orders. She hadn't been able to ignore them just to keep the peace within her family. The problem was, the peace had been fragile at best. Especially with being unable to keep their family together. She was the youngest of the two by about ten years, the age different due to their father's affair with her mother and the following divorce and marriage that followed. It still struck her as odd and wrong, but then she wouldn't have a half-brother, now would she? When was the last time she had even gotten a good look at him? It had to have been years beyond her absence. Probably a good five years at best. His mother hated her, so she was very fickle with them even casually meeting and her job kept her away on orders a lot. Thinking of him as she exited the airport to hitch a cab, she felt almost lost. She didn't feel right exactly with being home. It was foreign in a way that gave her chills. Her nightmares had made sure of that. But now she was home and had been taken off active duty from the army due to an injury that had crippled her career as a soldier. She could still do desk work, but she figured she would cut her own eyes out before that happened. She just wasn't a desk work kind of gal. So going to college had been her only option. Dumping her luggage into the trunk without help from the driver, she hopped into the back seat and gave him directions to her friends house. Her family knew she was back, but she needed some space and told them that she would see them in about a day or so. She had to adjust to the time difference and also being unemployed for the time being. She wasn't hurting for money since she didn't own a house or a car or anything, but she would have to find a place soon and a job. She would sign up at the school her brother taught at, figuring it would make it easier to see him since she would have to be there and so would he. She would avoid taking his class since they were siblings and she didn't want to be given favoritism- even if that wasn't how he taught. The cab drive to her friend's ranch house had seemed quicker than she expected and it made her jump when the cabby asked for his money. Forking over the cash, she got out and slammed the door shut, pulling her luggage out of the trunk and hauling it across the gravel driveway to the front door. A letter had been taped to the front door. Ashlin, the key is under the last step on the left side. The house is yours while I'm gone. Just don't break anything. - Sam With a sigh, Ashlin, took the note, found the key and opened up the door. Looking inside at the normalcy of it all made her want to scream. But her psychologist had said that she needed time to accept what had happened over there. Eventually, she would be all right. As she shut the door and took in the room, she thought eventually was a long ways off. I'm home and already need a vacation. She huffed to no one.