Resistance

Chapter Three

Angelique was sat on a bench in the town, her mind thinking through all that had happened in the last two weeks. She could hear whistling and the sound of boots as a man came towards her, she stood up and moved quickly into the nearby alleyway. She pressed herself against the wall and expected him to go past but instead he turned into the alley and stopped in front of her. It was Brett, a friend and comrade of Hans.

 “Hello there Angelique. Hiding are we? Or perhaps you come here to think sometimes.”

He leaned his hand against the wall by her head. Angelique moved away from him.

“What I do is none of your business, why are you bothering me?”

Brett chuckled.

“Hans was right. You’re a feisty young hell cat. I can’t help but think that you would be better being mine”

He grabbed her shoulder and pulled her forward. He moved a strand of hair from her face and stroked her cheek softly.

 “Would you do that? Would you leave Hans and be with me?”

She turned her head away from him but he continued.

“He doesn’t love you, you know. He is just using you to prove that he can get all the most attractive girls. You’re not the only girl in his life.”

He moved closer, she flinched away.

“Take your filthy hands off me!”

 He moved his hand to the back of her head and gripped a handful of her hair.

“So much fury, so much fire I have to have some.”

He pushed her against the wall and pressed his lips against hers. She tried to worm herself free but was unsuccessful and he forced her mouth open with his tongue and ran it along the inside of her lip. She bit down on his tongue and hit him across the face, he let go of her. He spat out a mouthful of blood and wiped the blood off his face where her ring had cut him. He stared up at her his eyes no longer laughing but they were full of anger.

 “You had better watch yourself. I will not be treated this way by a French whore! I ought to shoot you right here but as you seem to be useful to comrade I will let this little mishap slide. I hope Hans knows what he has to deal with. He sent me here to get you so you are going to come with me. Oh and don’t bother going crying to him about this because there is no way that he will believe you over me.”

Brett then took hold of her arm but Angelique pulled it out of his grip.

“I will come, but I don’t need to be dragged.”

 He led the way to where the German troops had their barracks and showed her to the hut that Hans shared with Brett, Dieter and Kurt. He pushed her inside and Hans stood up.

“Brett! At last! What took you so long?”

Brett shut the door behind him then went to stand next to Hans.

 “I had a little trouble getting her here, but no worries I soon handled it.”

Hans noticed the cut beneath his eye and snorted.

“So I see.”

If Hans suspected anything he didn’t say anything and he turned to Angelique.