Unacceptable (GerIta) (Holocaust) (Boyxboy)

Chapter Two

The Nazi walked around our house and inspected everything carefully.

He eyed everything, with a deep evil look in his electric blue eyes.

His gaze drifted towards me standing on the stares and our eyes connected.

I felt weak, and I couldn't move.

My legs shook and I felt like I wanted to fall down the stairs.

But, he locked me in place, under his spell.

My heart started thumping against my chest again as he kept staring.

"Ah- Who is that?" The husky voice asked my father, it was actually rather polite sounding.

"My son, feli." My father said, scared on what the German might do to me.

The Nazi nodded and walked over to the stair case, standing in front of me.

He put out a hand and huffed.

"Guten tag. I'm Ludwig. I'm staying here."

It was like a slap to the face, how nice he was. Why was he so nice?

I shook his hand slowly and stared at him, freaked out.

He smiled softly, but yet I knew I was shaking hands with a devil.

I cannot be sucked in by this demon.

Not now.

Not ever.

Not ever will I give in to him.

But, the more I think about it...his smile makes my heart flutter, his eyes send shocks down my body, and his structure..makes me melt and become ice cream..on a hot summer day..

What's happening to me? I dont understand this feeling, I've never felt it towards anyone before.

"Excuse me? Are you alright?" He calls, breaking me out of my blissful dreamworld.

"Huh?! What?! Oh- I'm sorry." I turn red and step away from him a bit, backing up on the stairs and going up to my brothers level.

He nods and smiles brighter. "Dont worry about it Feli."

When he calls me by my name, it makes me feel..weird..

I...kinda...like it when..he calls me by my name-

No. No. Stop.

Stop, thinking about this stuff. You can't trust him. He's bad news.

He's a Nazi you can't trust him.

He kills people.

Murders them out of cold blood.

I turned away, and blushed.

I pushed down any feelings that I might have started to develop for him, I pushed them to the back of my brain, I can discuss them with myself later.

Ludwig walked into my living room and sat down, he looked around at everything like a curious child.

Ador- NO.

Hah...hah.... no.

My fratello looks at me like I'm weird.

"Hey... Fratello? You alright?"

I nod and run up the stairs, trying to get away from my feelings and the handsome Nazi.

GOD DAMMIT.