My Story: World War II - German [COMPLETED]

10: Englishman

"Okay, is that one a rabbit or a person?" I asked Bernadette as I pointed at one of the clouds that was in the sky. She chuckled and shrugged.

"I see a turtle," she said and I laughed. She chuckled and I looked over. We had been talking for the week and she actually was really beautiful. More beautiful than Abella and Isabella combined. Probably because I got to know her.

"You, Bernadette, are crazy," I said. She looked over at me and smiled.

"You, Zimmerman, are with me," she said. I shook my head and she smiled at me as she closed her eyes. I debated. I could make my move right now and tell her that she was beautiful. "Kiss me, you son of a b****," she said as she kept her eyes closed. I leaned across and connected our lips. She touched my face and I smiled.

"I didn't know a lady could cuss," I whispered as I held her neck.

"I waited a week for that kiss. Cussing was called for," she said as she opened her eyes.

"I wasn't sure if it was okay to kiss a lady so soon," I said and she ran a hand through my hair that was getting long.

"Tiny! We need you at the camp. And bring the girl," Butch said. I sat up and he disappeared.

"Alaric, do you think that everything is going to be okay?" Bernadette asked as we walked to the camp.

"Just stay behind me, okay?" I asked. She nodded and I faced forward to see what we were facing.

"Tiny. Grab a gun, you'll need it," Booya said and I realised that this wasn't a drill. I grabbed an Gewehr and looked at Bernadette then my stuff behind the rock.

"Go sit behind that rock. Keep my jacket over your head and don't make a sound until you hear us," I ordered. She nodded and ran to the rock as I looked at the guys.

"We got French forces trying to push through. Our job is to push them back," Booya told us. We nodded and Booya headed out.

"Engel, Zimmerman, stay behind us," Kipling said. Orange grabbed my shoulder and pushed me behind him.

"We can deal with a little enemy fire," I said. Orange rolled his eyes and walked away. I followed and adjusted the gun on my body. I didn't realise the guys had gotten so far ahead.

Imagine this. You are walking through the woods, in a war zone, nonetheless. No one is around and you suddenly realise it. You hear the slightest of movements and you stop to look.

I know you can never imagine that because you have never been through that but I had. I tried to focus on anything else that wasn't going to move but that fear that someone is around is enough when you don't know if they will try to kill you.

I will be the first to tell you that I wasn't meant for the front lines or war in general. Then again I didn't really have a choice of going.

I looked around, gripping my gun. Fear racked my body as I tried to spot anything in the forest. I couldn't even tell for the guys.

Suddenly, someone jumped out and shoved me. The AK went sliding away as I kicked whoever it was off. I scrambled to my feet and was faced with an English man. He said something in English.

"F*** my life," I muttered as we circled each other. He lunged and I threw him to the ground. He came back up with a knife and I grabbed his wrist.

I sent to solid jabs to his core, causing him to drop the knife and then threw him on the ground. He kicked my leg out and I fell on my back. I got pinned down by him and he sent a solid punch to my jaw. I pushed him off and tried to crawl a little to stand up but he jumped on my back and I threw him back so I was on top of him. He tried to push me off but I was stronger than he was.

I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder before I heard the gun. I screamed and turned around, grabbing the gun. I shook as the man stared at me. I swallowed and looked away as I shot. The shot still rings in my ears everyday.

I looked down. He was twitching. Blood was spilled. I dropped the gun. I fell on my knees. My shoulder hurt. He looked at me. He was a goner. I shot his heart. Oh Lord. Forgive me.

"Alaric? Alaric, look at me," Bitch said as he snapped in my face. I looked up. Butch was twenty-seven. I killed someone. Before he did.

"He jumped me," I said. I felt cold.

"It's okay. This is war. We have to kill to stay alive," Butch told me.

"I didn't want to. I didn't mean to," I choked out. Butch looked at the other guys.

"He is in shock and we know nothing about his interests," Patch said. I closed my eyes.

"I am fine. This is a war and it was either me or him," I said as I stood up. My eyes couldn't leave his body as he stopped twitching.

"Come on, Alaric. We shouldn't stay where they will be looking for their man," Booya said as he turned away. He sounded hurt and we all looked at his back.

"Come on guys," Orange said. I started walked to my gun and picked it up. I bit back my pain from the bullet in my shoulder as I put the gun over my shoulder.

"Alaric, the first gun shot was you getting shot?" Lemon asked as he turned my around to look at the entry wound.

"I'll take it out once we get back to the camp," I said as I started walking to the camp.

When we got back, I walked to my stuff and picked up my jacket. Bernadette looked at me and hugged me. I hugged her back as I held in a groan.

"I was so scared. I heard the gun shots and I thought the worse," she whispered. She said something in French which she later told that she said that she loved me and couldn't lose me now.

"Bernadette, can you help him with the bullet in his shoulder?" Rat asked. She turned me around and I looked at the ground.

"Let's go to the river. There is fresh water there," she said as she walked away to pick up the first aid kit. "Come on Alaric." I followed her towards the river. "You are an idiot! I was worried sick about you."

"Sorry." She looked at me.

"What happened out there, Alaric? You have a look of fear and like something is wrong," she whispered as she took my hand.

"I had to kill a Englishman. He shot me first," I said, keeping my face solid as a rock. She stopped as we got to the bank of the river.

"I don't blame you, Alaric. I know you didn't want to," she said as she sat on the ground next to the water. "Take your shirt off." I nodded.