Army Tanks - Lashton

''This is no girl scout camp, Private.''

''Sir, No, sir.''


Luke is the scrawny new guy in the army, where no one think he belongs.

Ashton is the sir in Luke's tent, and not going easy on any of the boys.


This story is partly inspired by 'The Load' by ali (dancinginthestreet) and partly by PE in my school. This story is also on Wattpad.


8. Josepf

When we got over to the cars, no one was near. all the doors were open, and several bullet holes were in the cars.

I quickly got out of the car, in hope of finding someone, but failing.

All of the cars had at least two flat tires.

There was blood some of the places, but someone had obviously tried to hide it, not doing such a good job at it.

I gulped, looking over at Sir Irwin, only to see that he was nowhere to be found.

''Sir?'' I called out, begining to walk to the car we had driven in, but he was nowhere to be found.

''Ash? Ashton!'' I yelled, tears filling my eyes again.


Don't be gone. Don't be gone.

I thought to myself, just before I felt something hard hit against the back of my skull, my consciousness slipping away slowly.




When I woke up I was laying on something rather soft actually.

I gulped, and opened my eyes, as I sat up, my head hurting like hell.

I looked around, seeing that I was in some sort of room that was filled with colorful fabric, hanging from the ceiling and on the walls.

I couldn't find any way of getting out of there from where I was seated.

I stood up, realising that I wasn't wearing my own clothes anymore.

The fact that someone saw me naked, and undressed me while I was unconscious, sent shivers down my spine.

I walked around the room, finally finding a door behind some of the fabric.

I tried to open the door, but the one problem was that it was locked.

I sighed in annoyance, before walking over to the only source of light I had, coming from a small window made of bars, giving me fresh air.

I looked outside, seeing a tall fence, going around all of the buildings that also were around.

I suddenly heard some rustling at the door, before i opened, and two men walked in.

They weren't speaking english, that's for sure.

I gulped, as I backed up against the wall, as they came in, setting down a plate filled with all kinds of delicious looking food, next to the pillows I was laying on before.

''Here you go. You need some food. You're hungry.'' One of them said, making me surprised by how greatly he was talking english.

Not to be racist, but none of the people I've met here that wasn't from the army, talked english.

I gulped, not trusting them.

What if they put something into it.

''We aren't poisoning you. It's only food.'' He said, before they both left again, locking the door.

I looked at the food skeptically, not trusting them one bit.

But why would anyone expect me to anyway?

They did not only kidnap me, but everyone else from my tent.




I had been here for what I would believe to be a month.

Every other day, I would get a bath, and everyday I got three meals.

I had tried to ask about the others, but no one told me anything.

They all treated me like royalty, not touching me at any point.

They were talking about Him.

Who Him was, I didn't know.

But I was apparently finding out today.

But I don't want to find out about who he is.

I just want to go home.

But that wouldn't happen so...

As I was taking my shower, I suddenly felt a little nauseous, just like I had been for the last couple of days.

I swallowed the small lump in my throat, trying to make the feeling disappear.

But it only got stronger, and I ended up running to the small toilet that was in the room, throwing up.

I coughed slightly, before going back to the shower, and rinsing my mouth.

I washed the rest of the soap off my body, before I took th towel, and dried off, taking the new set of clothes.

I got them on and gulped, before walking over and opening the door, seeing four instead of two men, waiting for me.

I gulped, but followed them anyway, afraid of what would happen if I didn't.

We walked over to a big double door, that was opened by the two guards standing there.

The inside was decorated in brown, bronze and gold.

A man who looked to be in his late twenties, was sat on the small couch.

He was looking at me with a hungry look, and when I looked into his eyes, he stood up, and began walking over to me.

''You can go now.'' He said to the guards, as he walked over, and looked at me, like I was a piece of meat.

I will admit, he was really good looking, but he just didn't seem like a nice person.

The guards left the room, looking the door.

''My name is Josepf... I won't cause you any harm. I just simply want you to be mine...'' He whispered in my ear, before leading me over to the couch again, where he sat down, and pulled me onto his lap.

''You're so beautiful... All mine...'' He whispered, before he handed me a glass of alcohol, grabbing one for himself too.

I looked at the glass, though I didn't want to drink it.

I've never been the big fan of alcohol, since I've seen what it can do to people.

''Drink up sweet heart... Or we'll have less time for the fun...'' He said, as he downed his own glass.

I gulped, carefully sipping on my own.

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