Chapter 5!!!!!!
Kurts P.O.V
The camp was in the middle of a vast field,with bumpy grounds and lumpy patches of wilted weeds in constant patterns. We walked in silence under the moon,a careful distance apart. Her breaths uneven,nervous. She looked beautiful in the filthy suit that all Jews were made to wear. I have always been quite unsure about how all this war happened. I could do nothing to stop it,just made to go with the flow. I was taught from a very young age to not question anything that was going on,always do the honourable thing and not bring shame on the family but then again it was never enough for father when it came to me. Anything i ever did to try and please him was swept away to the side without a grunt of gratitude. I have learned to expect nothing from my father which slowly feeds an ever burning anger inside me,just waiting to be let out. I walked in stiff marches and her smooth step quicker and more jumpy. We were walking about a third around the camps square perimeter when she spoke softly
"Thank you"
I turned and stared at her in confusion
"What for?"
"The fresh air,it feels good to walk. You are the only soldier here who shows any sort of kindness"
I felt a strange reason to blush but i had become do good at hiding my emotions that i thankfully didn't.
"Your welcome but please do not get used to it,i only did this so i could talk to you about some work that was needed done at my home" I said with some unwanted harshness
"Oh i see,what would be the work you require me to do,sir?" She said looking bit crestfallen
I could feel my face soften and i said quietly
"look i didn't mean to be that harsh there i have been under allot of pressure lately,the work i would need you to do is cooking and cleaning,common housework. Have you any experience with that kind of thing? "
"Yes i used to cook and clean when papa was working and mama was...ill..." She suddenly and her eyes filled with tears.
"Yes i remember...once when Tilly was ill and so was mama...I-i-i-i c-cooked them steamed dumplings!" she cried between short,hysteric breaths.Tears poured freely from her eyes and down her cheeks. There,as i watched her i realised that this was the result of this war,the result of Hitler. This girl was broken into so many pieces and her life shattered. This was happening to so many people and there was nothing to do to stop it. All these poor people were having their lives shattered and some dying a slow and painful death of disease and hunger. What was all this about? Why would Hitler do this? Why were people saluting him saying that he was a god on earth? If this is what a god was like then im not sure i want to do hid anymore. I slowly took her into my arms and hugged her close,whispering pointless soothing words in her ear. After about 20 minutes or so she stopped and was hiccuping quietly. I quickly stood away from her after that,realising what i had just done.
"Are you alright now?" I asked quietly
She nodded and said "It hurts so much that the pain is almost numb,i feel like i am stranded out on some faraway island and i am screaming at the top of my lungs just wanting to be found but i cant get anywhere or see anyone. It feel as though i am stranded"
I felt a stab of anger then,Hitler was causing all this pain to people because he has his own sick problems and he has to take them out on a whole race and religion?
"I must take you back now but i will se you are brought up to the house by tomorrow afternoon" i said and then we started walking back to the front of the camp.
Anya P.O.V
The next day i kept going over and over what had happened last night and how i had promised myself that very day i would try and keep away from him. When he had sake me about cooking and cleaning it had just brought back so many happy memories and it hurt just so much to think of them that the tears came as natural as breathing. Labour was extra hard that day,tiring and had knackered what was left of my muscles. But i had also had a determination for it. I had said to myself that if i can do this work well,however painful or hard i would be able to stay clear of him.
The sweat trickled down my forehead as i worked my aching limbs to digging a new hole,putting all my strength to it. It was just about to turn midday,when the sun shown brightly over the workers and made the work twice as hard,when i had felt to shadows fall over me. I straightened up and turned around to see one soldier i didn't know but the other was him,Kurt. They both studied me with the same look of coldness and disgust on their features.
"Yes,sirs?" i asked
I didn't know what had happened until it happened. A slap came to my face with such force that it knocked me off my feet.
The soldier i didn't know,who had dirty blonde hair and muddy brown eyes ,stood over me.
"How dare you talk to us with such insolence you worthless piece of filth.Do not talk unless spoken to. Do i make myself clear or are you that stupid that you can not hear right?"
I slowly nodded and he spat
"Good now get to your feet and now apologise for your arrogance and then follow us to your new work station"
I got shakily to my feet and then said
"My greatest apologies,sirs"
I took a peak at Kurt while i said this but he looked back at me in disgust. I don't understand it. Is this the same Kurt who comforted me last night and told me everything was going to be okay? The same Kurt who calmed me down and soothed away my fears? i felt the salty tears prick in my eyes but hastily blinked them back and hurried up behind their retreating figures. The walk was slow and all the way the brown eyed soldiers spat instructions at me on how i should act and the way i behave but all the while i stole glances at Kurt hoping to see any sort of emotion that this was just and act but not even a flicker of it passed his face and he just starred straight ahead. In about half an hour we reached a sort half mansion sort of thing with classic pointed roofs and a square patch of grass with a few daises here and there. The house was painted dark colours of green and had hints of black. It was also surrounded by a small barrier which separated the house from the long lane to the camp. i felt a pang of pure fear as i stepped up onto the porch towards the door to the house......
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