Disclaimer: Nothing but Mela and the plot idea belong to me. They all belong to J.K. Rowling.

Quick note: Because of the reviews I have gotten I'm posting the rest of the story. If you flame me you will be made fun of in the next chapter, this is to stop stupid flamers that say they hate my story and want to kill me for no reason. You have been warned.

To Love a Nazi

Chapter 6- Craven

Mela's P.O.V.-

It seems I've moved up in the world. Now not only am I a slut, but I'm a slut to the man who's ideas killed my life. I couldn't believe it at first when I was told that I was wanted by Hitler. I started to laugh like a crazy person. Why would he want a Jew? He could have any person he wanted, but he wanted me, a Jew that had been defiled so many times that she couldn't count them. I was taken to him. He truly wanted me.

The first time I saw him, I spit in him face. I told him to go to hell and burn there forever because of what he was doing to God's chosen people. He said nothing. One of him men tried to slap me into line, he held up his hand and they stopped in mid air. His silence scared me more than anything he could have said or done. What was he thinking? I was so scared that I tried to put an air of not caring around me. It didn't seem to work for him. It felt like he could see right into my soul. No wonder so many people follow him without saying anything against him. This was a man that could strike fear into any heart, just by looking at it.

I remember the first words he said to me when he left the room. I was most likely the only one who heard what he said. The words were 'Soon you will be mine. You will fall in front of me like the greatest trees have done.' Those words scared me into my next life.

Now, he has fallen before me. He tried to make me fall, but I won't. I am still standing strong and he has fallen trying to make me fall. Maybe I have already fallen. Maybe I fell when I was first raped in the camp; he just may not know it yet. That's all I have to hope for. The hope that he doesn't know that I have already fallen, because the minute he finds that out, I'm dead.

He told me that he was only with me because I gave him something to do. He had been bored with his life after his first lover died. When I came around he saw something in me that he thought could make his life more interesting.

God, please take me out of this place. I will serve you for all time, if you only take me away from this man who has killed your chosen people. Why did you have to let some one else, like this mad man, chose us before you could? I ask that you stop this. All we have tried to do is serve you like we thought you would like.

This man hits me whenever he sees me praying to God, the divine. So I must pray when he is not looking. It seems like I'm always praying when he comes into my room. Why does he hate it when I pray? Well, it was his room, but because I'm in it so much he gave it to me.

I've made no friends here. It seems like all of the guards are afraid of making friends with Hitler's bitch. I've heard them call me that behind my back.

What am I to do? I just want to get out of this place and live a normal life. I'm so scared of what will happen to me if I lose Hitler's interest.

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How many people know what craven means and can tell me why I chose to have it as this chptr's title? And tell me about why I named the other chptrs how I did?