Sorry! I didn't mean to leave you hanging for that long!
I got my nose off the grindstone
I know you have felt alone
I regret such a leave
I did not mean to deceive
And to you I heave
A sigh so deep, I weep
I hope you can forgive
I'm sure you will live:P
Sorry, got poet-y for a second, now on to chapter 2!
Chapter 2: Love, War, and LossAlvin's POV
We have been on this cursed camp for a few weeks. We've worked, worked, and worked! How can we not have earned our freedom! Poor Allison, she is getting weaker and weaker; the shine in her eyes is disappearing rapidly. I've met a new friend, her name is Brittany Miller. Yes, she is a Nazi's daughter; that's why I can't get too close. She brings me food and my sister too; my only hope is this strange girl who's surprisingly helped us pull through this war so far. –Yours truly, Alvin Seville
Brittany's POV
I went into the boys' chamber again tonight, for one to help them and the other to see Alvin again. He's very intriguing, he really makes this long period of war and misery ok. Better at least, I absolutely adore his younger sister, she's a sweetheart! She looks much like her brother; she often talks about her family. I really hope she can make it through this unscathed.- Brittany
~That night in the boys' chambers~
"Alvin," I whispered, looking around the room. "Brittany, I'm down here," I heard his weak voice coming a little ways ahead of me. I followed the sound, until I reached him, he smiled weakly at me. I handed him some bread and he smiled, "May God bless you, Brittany. God bless you." He continued, "You are the sweetest, bravest girl I have ever known. Perhaps that has ever walked the earth." I was touched by his words, quite the speaker may I add, "Thank you, Alvin, may God bless you too." We both smiled, an actual true smile for the first time in a very long time.
Alvin's POV
The sun is beating down on my sister and me as we work. No breaks, no food, no rest. God, I want to make my escape, but I know what Nazis can do, and I know what that fence can do. I shudder at the thought, and look down at Allison. She looks up at me, smiles weakly, I kiss her head gently. Then a Nazi came walking towards us, gathering people for a "shower". They point to Allison, my heart stops, I can't breathe. "Don't you want to get a shower too, Alvie?" she asked. My heart broke at Alvie, I whispered in reply, "No, Alli, I'm not allowed to unless they tell me to." She nodded, and was pulled off, "I love you, Alli…" I whispered. They shoved them into the small gas chamber, sealed the door, I hears screams, but the one that stood out the most was my little sister's. -Alvin
Brittany's POV
They chose her. Out of anyone they chose her. I watched Alvin with sad, teary eyes; he fell to his knees, crying. "AUFSTEHEN!" a Nazi shouted. (Translation: GET UP!) He pulled him up, pushed him forward, roughly, only causing him to fall flat on his face. He pulled himself up, and continued working, sobbing. I could hear him, "My sister is dead, my sister is dead."- Brittany
~that night in the boys' chambers~
I walked in; all of them cowered in fear, thinking I was a Nazi, "Shhh…" I soothed. They all calmed, I walked up to Alvin. He was crying silently, I lay by him, and comforted him. He cried into me, openly, I heard someone outside so I stood up. A Nazi came in, "Was machst du mit telling him how useless he was." He simply nodded and started to drag me away. I looked back at Alvin, sadly, suddenly he mouthed, "I love you," I was hesitant at first, but I slowly mouthed, "I love you too." I was taken away from him…at least they think. That night I snuck back in, apparently I'm trying to get myself killed before this war is even over.
Alvin's POV
I couldn't help but cry once Brittany left. I was probably all alone. Then the door slowly creaked open and there stood Brittany, I slowly smiled. She smiled that dazzling smile, and lay by me I closed my eyes and maybe for once just once, I could have a peaceful sleep…- Alvin
~Dreams~
Alvin's Dream
I'm free! Free! I ran out of the fence without getting shocked. There stood my family all my siblings, even Allison, and of course my mother and father. I ran up to them, smiling wide, my mother pulled me into her arms, weeping happily. We were all ok. Everything was going to be ok. Just this once; we came home by train. We walked into the home, smiling, and started being a family again.
Brittany's Dream
"Look out at them, Brittany," Father demanded. I looked out and saw them all dying, suffering. "This," he began, "this is Germany, Germany rising back to the top." I whimpered silently, he walked off. This became my official spot, sitting out here every day, watching this tragedy lay out in front of me.
~Reality~
We both woke up, both of us silent from the dreams that we were given. Brittany left silently without a word. Dreams cruel things.