Commando (Rogue Rebels MC 1)

The wind picked up and threw my words around us.

I had tried to be understanding but him shutting me out like this was unacceptable. This hurt.

He didn’t say anything but I felt him pull away from me even more.

“Please don’t do this, Wyatt. Don’t shut me out like this. I love you. I only want to be here for you.”

My tone was gentler this time, my anger falling away as quickly as it came.

I reached for his hand again.

He stepped back.

“We should go,” he said suddenly. “They’ll be expecting us at the house.”

He turned and walked to the car without another word. I watched him go, wondering if he even heard my question or if he cared. I watched while he climbed into the car and started the engine. My feet wouldn’t move. My entire body was in shock.

When I finally followed him, I felt like he was already gone.

Days later, he really was.

Chapter Five: Wyatt

My first day of classes was fucking easy. Just as expected.

I only had one class first thing in the morning. I got there and staked out the best seat I could find.

Unlike my first day of undergrad, I didn’t want to be in the front row. I didn’t need to be. I had real experiences to fall back on now. As the other med students began to arrive, I looked around at each of their faces.

They all looked young, much younger than me.

I knew most of them were fresh out of undergrad. I spent four years in the Army, so it was only natural that I would feel older than them.

What I didn’t expect was how much older I looked. My hair was finally growing out again. I had kept it short as per Army requirements, but the second I was out I let it grow. I loved my hair long, I always had. Spending four years with a buzz cut was awful.

My hair wasn’t the only thing that set me apart.

All the men were clean shaven with baby faces. My stubble was thicker by noon than theirs would be in a week. I shook my head and tried to tell myself no one cared. It didn’t matter that I was older than the rest of the students. As long as I scored well, none of it mattered.

Class ended quickly and I left with pages full of notes. There was a commotion in the back of the class and I just barely caught a glimpse of another female student dashing out of the class.

Something about her was vaguely familiar but she was gone before I could figure it out.

I shrugged.

I would come face to face with the student soon enough. The class size meant everyone woul

d know everyone before too long. Kind of reminded me of home,

I went back to my new apartment and studied both my notes and my textbooks. I was determined to get ahead quickly.

I waited too long to fulfill my dream of becoming a doctor. After working as a medic, I only wanted it more. Medical school was the first step to making that dream a reality and I refused to fail. This was my new mission.

The next day, I had two classes in the afternoon, but my morning was free.

I decided to spend the morning on campus because there were paths that led into the woods. I hadn’t really gotten a chance to look around during orientation, but I loved nature and it had been a long time since I had been on a hike.

I got to campus first thing in the morning and bought myself a bottle of water. With my backpack thrown over my shoulders, I set off through the woods.