The sound of leaves crunched underneath him as he walked through the forest.
"My mum's going to kill me if she found out what I'm doing!" The smaller boy cried
"But your dad would be proud right?" The older boy replied
"Well yes, but then he'd bring me right back from the dead to kill me again for being with a loyalist! And you know that!"
The older boy scoffed "Yes, I do but so do you and your still here"
The younger boy tripped
"Here let me help you up"
"Thanks" the older boy hauled him up. They were face to face ; hearts beating fast.
The older was the first to speak "you need to be more careful Sam"
Sam blushed "yea I guess; Thanks Alexander "
Alexander reached up and cupped his face "Your face is all red! Did you hit your face on the fall?"
This causes Sam to blush even harder "no!"
"Alright well I guess we can go on"
"Is hunting even safe?"
"Sam you'll understand when your my age",
"Your only a year older then me!"
Finnaly Alexander stopped and shot at a poor bunny. Shots started ringing from not to far away.
"Did we just?" Sam cried
"Did we what sam?"
"Did we start a war?"
Little did they know that was the shot that was heard all around the road. Just two young boys started a war.
Alexander pulled Sam into a hug
"I-"
Sam cut him off by kissing him.
"What was that for?!" Alexander yelled looking very frightened
Sam was red in the face "Well I don't know"
Alexander pulled him back into a kiss, but a large man saw them at the exact moment. It was Sam's father. And he shot the last, and closest shot either of the boys would've ever heard.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
I Started A War
Ficción históricaa historical fiction which isn't that realistic but I thought it'd be a fun exercise
