I sit at the kitchen table and take another sip of my beer. I whip the foam off my lips and smile. I lean back in my chair and hang my head, about to let the alcohol take my mind away. The kitchen door slams open "Gránnie!" Allister yells. I screech in surprise and fall onto the floor. I quickly pick myself off.
"Allister! What ta matter?" I asked him.
"It's Art'ur, T'e Axis is attacking t'em!" He says and runs to the living room where the radio is.
"No…" I race to the living room and sit down in between Seamus and Dylan. "Turn ta volume higher!" I cry, my heart pounding in my chest. Seamus turns it up and pulls the antenna higher to get a better signal.
'The Germans are- they are attacking England with-'
The static lasted a good minute. Allister shakes it violently "Come on ye stupid t'ing!"
'-The Blitzes are coming to London- stay in your cellars-'
Dylan turns the radio off. I sit there, my heart feeling like bust into a million pieces. My face feels hot with shame, and my throat closes. The tears didn't hesitate to run down my face, making two water falls.
I run to the phone, barely being able to pick it up with my shaky hands. I put in Arthur's number. It rings 12 times no answer. I gasp for air and put in another number. It rings 5 times and a on the other line I hear,
"Hello?" Ludwig says. With blood boiling I scream
"You lied to me! No wondered ya didn't tell me w'at the blitzes where fur! Ya used me against me own brot'er! How could ya?! All me hard work!" There was a long pause and when a sigh,
"I am sorry Gránnie, but zat is war. You will get your pay at end of the month," and the phone call ends. I put the phone back. I hold my throat as I start hyperventilating.
"You okay Gránnie? Gránnie? Who was t'at anyway?" Dylan says. My ears ring, but they sound like screaming. I huddle into a ball and cover my ears and scream.
After all Arthur has done for me…. This is how I thank him? By building 3,000 weapons and using them against him? For all the times I picked on him, pranked him, called him names, showed up at random times in the night at his house drunk, he even let me live at his house sometimes when I needed money. He never called me names back, never asked for money, and even forgave me after I do horrible things to him….. This is how I thank him…..
I hear Seamus and Allister try to ask me questions, but the words are all meshed together and the sentences where all gooey sounding.
"It's all me fault, it's all me fault," I mutter. I close my eyes shut as hard as I can.
This is just a dream! Wake up Gránnie! Please… just wake up
After an hour or so I feel someone pick me up and put me into bed, and start crying myself to sleep.
I wake up with a start. I look around wildly and finally look at a mirror; I grab fist fills of sheets in my hands, angry with myself.
"I hate ya," I spat to the girl in the mirror.