Ahhh! I'm so sorry for the delays and such! I've been in the process of moving and i just started a new job so I've been exhausted! I know it isn't much, but it's the best I could do on low brain : I'm trying to make it accurate, though it isnt a huge priority considering this is FAN FICTION. I've read crackier , I noticed that in the previous chapters there were parts cut out and just generally f*cked up somehow which sucks, but i cant seem to fix it, sorry. ANYWHO, I hope the story is still playing out well and I'll try to keep up with the updates now.
Donny walked into his modestly sized home, and greeted his mother, who was busy cooking dinner.
"Hello ma'" he said in a pleasant tone, giving her a warm hug.
"Oh, Donny, where have you been?" she asked, sounding worried.
"Oh ma', I met the most amazing girl.." he said leaning against the kitchen counter.
"Well thats..nice Donny--" his mother replied.
"We have so much in common.." he continued, not noticing his mothers hysteria.
"..I really think she could be the one for me Ma'.." he said, now looking out the window.
"Donny, son, please listen to me."
Donny looked at his mother, who suddenly looked devastated.
"Ma', what's wrong?" he said, walking closer to her.
Wordlessly, she walked to the far wall where there was a white letter with some kind of insignia on it, sitting on the end table.
She walked back to him, and handed him the letter.
"I'm so sorry Donny.." She said, not able to bear the sight of his reaction, she left the room.
He watched his mother leave the room, and hastily opened the letter.
It was from the U.S Gov't.
He had been drafted.
Suddenly feeling his chest tighten, he sat down and placed the letter in front of him,unable to comprehend what'd just happened.
His mother walked back into the kitchen, pain still apparent on her face.
Without a word, Donny got out and headed to the door.
His mother tried to say something to stop him, but nothing seemed right.
Amelia had just gone to the post office, and was now back in her apartment.
Sitting down, she opened the letter sent from her mother in France.
Instead of the warm greetings and wishes of love, she read that many things had changed, including the inevitable invasion of Hitler and his Nazi army.
Amelia's blood ran cold, and air became , her mother said she was fine, she knew it was only a matter of time before they'd hunt her down like every other jewish man, woman and child.
Suddenly feeling like the walls were moving in closer to her, she needed to get out of there.
Not even bothering to grab her jacket, she left the apartment and headed to the ground level.
The cold rain felt blissful on her skin, and she just stood there, taking in the moment, face towards the sky.
"Amelia?" She thought she thought she heard.
"Amelia?!" This time, she recognized the voice, and she looked back down around her.
Seeing his rushing shape through the rain, she hurried in his direction.
"Donny! What're you doing here?"
His dark hair was soaked and matted to his face, while his white muscle shirt clung to his body.
Instead of him answering her question, he simply wrapped his wet body around hers in a tight embrace.
"Donny, I need to tell you something, it's important."
Donny pulled himself back, still holding her arms.
"I..I can't stay, Donny." she managed to say, tears now running down her face, along with the rain.
Donny said nothing, unable to recognize his own feelings, he just looked at her.
"Donny, it's my mother...Hitler..he's going to invade France, I need to be with her." She hoped her chopped sentances were making sense even through her hysteria.
He replied "I know."
She looked at him, confused.
"What do you mean you know? I just..I just read her letter now."
There was a silence.
"I've been drafted, Ameilia."
Her eyes grew wide as she looked at him, unable to say anything.
"I leave in two days."