The Soldiers

Epilogue

*this chapter contains themes some people may be sensitive to*

Mark's view

I picked my bag up of the floor. Felix looked at me, then turned away. I sigh and walk out of the room. The German side had won, but I honestly don't care. I wasn't going home. I was going somewere else...

I could only bring Jacks things with me. We had airplanes home. We could travel to Ireland now, so I was. As I boarded the plane,I saw Felix.

I stared at the clouds. But they felt dull to me. Everything did. The plane landed. I got out and looked around.

I saw a sign that said Sean Mclouglin. The two people holding it looked happy and worried. I bit my lip and walked to them. They stepped back when they saw me "Your son, Sean, didn't make it..." The lady clamped a hand over her mouth. They both began to sob, dropping the sigh. I gave them Jack's belongings and left.

Two months later
I had purchased a small house in Ireland. I walked to the park, clutching flowers. I cut through the woods, to the cemetery.

I knelt down before his grave "Hey Jack... how's it been? I'm lonely. I miss you so so much. I love you and I wish I knew you better. But don't worry, I'll be with you soon. I love you, everyday. "

I stood in the bathroom, holding the gun that had killed Jack. I pointed it next to my head. "See you soon Jack.." I pulled the trigger.

I opened my eyes. Bright lights shone in my eyes. I felt my heart race. Someone turned around in the distance. Jack. I ran, not stopping. I engulfed him in a hug sobbing. He was crying to. I looked into those beautiful ocean eyes. I kissed him. Holding his hand, I knew, finally, we were together... forever

The End End