Royal Soldier

Suffering....

William's Pov:

It has been a few weeks since Harry came back from Afghanistan and he is different.

I knew Harry wouldn't be the same considering the traumatic experience that he went through.

I am worried about Harry and I am going to figure out what is going on.

I walked out of mine and Kate's place and walked towards Harry's front door and I didn't bother knocking, I just walked right in.

I saw Harry at his kitchen table cleaning his guns and listening to music on his phone with headphones in.

I walked towards Harry and put my hand on his shoulder and before I knew I staring down the Barrol of Harry's army issued assault rifle at my little brother on the other end.

After Harry saw that it was me he put down the gun and looked at me like I was crazy .

" William, Are you stupid? Do have a death wish?" Harry asks me

" No. I'm not stupid and no I don't have a death wish." I tell Harry

" Then what are you doing sneaking up on someone with a gun? Do you realize that I could've shot you?" Harry asks me

" I'm sorry for sneaking up on you." I tell Harry apologetically

" What are you doing here." Harry asks me

" I want to know what is going on with you? You are not acting normal. Tell me what is going on." I tell Harry

" I am suffering from post traumatic stress and I have had quite a few anxiety and panic attacks." Harry tells me looking at the table

" Why didn't you tell me? I would've helped you had I known." I tell Harry

" I haven't told anyone because I don't want to be treated like I am a war veteran who is going to go off at any moment. You are the only person who knows but I joined a veterans support group." Harry tells me

" Harry, No one is going to treat you differently just because of what you've been through." I tell Harry

" You'd be surprised." Harry tells me

" When do you plan on telling the family?" I ask Harry

" Never. I don't want them finding this out because it will just make them want to coddle me even more than they already do." Harry tells me

" Harry, They are coddling you because when you were ambushed in Afghanistan in 2008 we couldn't do anything but sit back and pray that you made it back home and you did but when you crashed and captured and tortured by Taliban 3 months ago we couldn't do anything but sit back and watch and now that you are home and safe they are doing everything in their power to take care of you for all the 15 total combined months that they couldn't." I tell Harry

" I know." Harry tells me

" Do you think that the post traumatic stress and the anxiety and panic attacks and the flashbacks will ever go away?" I ask Harry

" The post traumatic stress and anxiety and panic attacks will get better to deal with in time but the flashbacks will never go away you just have to figure out what triggers them and learn to live with them." Harry tells me

" Have you made any decisions about your career yet or have you told gran not to deploy you?" I ask Harry

" I have already made the decision that I don't want to be deployed again but I am still on active duty so anything could happen but I was approached by the army's response team. They want me to join their team." Harry tells me

" What is the army response team?" I ask Harry

" The army response team is like the army's version of a spec ops team." Harry tells me

I nod my head and look at Harry.

" Is that something that you are interested in?" I ask Harry

" It would still be a dangerous job and I would still end being deployed on a mission but it sounds like a really good offer but I would be the only one with combat experience every other person on that was selected for the team is just straight out of basic training." Harry tells me

After a while longer of speaking to Harry I look at Harry's table to see his guns fully assembled.

" How did you put those back together? You never took your eyes off of me." I ask Harry

" That is nothing. I can put back together in the dark and blindfolded." Harry tells me

" How?" I ask Harry

" An army man never reveals his secrets." Harry tells

After speaking to Harry for a little while longer I head home.