I was balling my eyes out when Alec walked in, he saw Sally leave.
"Get out!" I yelled with my small amount of strength.
He looked so upset, "Becca please." He pleaded. "OUT!" I snapped. Nurse Betty came in and ushered him out. Why does my life have to be so terrible?
I sob and sob up until the tenth day when I am released.
I head to straight to my house, where Alec and I lived. I take all my stuff and throw it into boxes. I call a cab that should be here in about fifteen minutes. I'm going to New York City.
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As soon as I'm off the phone Alec appears out of his bedroom.
"Becca please..." He pleads.
"We are over Alec, how could you do this to me?" I hissed.
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Alec grabs my arm I walk out.
"Becca I don't know why I did it, I was so gutted that you were gone." "I never stopped searching for you." He said, trying to get me to take him back. No way.
"So that makes it okay?" I snap.
"No-" He starts.
I slam the door in his face and hop in the cab.
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With the fifty dollars I have remaining I step into the America's booming city. I have my first interview at Vogue magazine, a hugely popular fashion magazine founded in the late 1800's. I will start as an intern earning forty cents an hour, two dollars a day. Forty dollars a month.
Hopefully I get the job, it is my dream job.
I walk in with a fancy blazer and a striped dress, my favorite outfit of mine.
I sit down with the interviewer.
"Hello Ms. Alder." The lady speaks.
"Good morning." I speak back, smiling.
"I see you have job experience, a small town but they rated you highly." She beams.
"It was a very good job, but they couldn't afford me anymore." I speak
She nods.
After a few more questions she tells me her final decision.
"Congrats Ms. Alder, you are Vogues new intern!" She announces.
"Thank you so much!" "I'll see you at eight on Monday." I thank her and leave, happy.
I think of Alec once again, it's going to be hard breaking away from him. But it's for the best.
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Alec's POV
When I overheard her calling for a cab to New York City I was gutted. She can't leave... I love her.
I broke her though, but I thought we could get through this. Now I can't call her my girl, she is free game. I couldn't stand seeing her kissing another man, but I kissed another girl...many times. Love only destroys people I guess, I will shut off my heart. I will become cold, it's best for me. I just hope Becca is okay by herself in the big Apple. I pray someday I will see her again. Whether it's tomorrow or twenty years from now. For now I will build up my walls, so tall they can't be knocked down. Unless it's for Becca, I will always love her.
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Becca's POV
I've been looking for an apartment almost all day. I think I've finally found one, of course I couldn't afford one on my own. This one is only a mile from my job. I live with this girl named Lucy, she's really nice. She's sixteen, a year older than me. I enrolled in high school earlier today, I'm a freshman, I will have to carefully balance school and work. I decided since I don't work on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Sundays I would take school on those days. I've always gotten fantastic grades, so as long as I keep that up I should be fine.
Anyway Lucy and I would both pay fifteen dollars a month for the rent of thirty dollars. Which leaves me with twenty dollars after I pay a few other bills.
We are sharing a room that's not quite my style, but okay.Lucy's mother died when she was three, and when her father died last month she didn't have anywhere to go. So we found each other and decided we would take the place. It has a okay kitchen, a nice living room, and a nice bathroom. Perfect for me, that's fine with me.
Lucy and I talked well after midnight, we told each other everything about our lives in the past. She said Alec was a jerk for cheating on me while I was missing. I agreed of course.
Lucy used to live in New Jersey but always dreamed of opening her own bakery here in the big Apple. She just got a job at a bakery she's hopes to take over in a few years or so.
In a few years I hope to go to college and get a degree in English. That is if I don't already have a great job.
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I'm breaking away from everything in the past.. it's hard but I am determined to do it.
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Christmas 1946
The past months have been tough but I think I'm happy now. My job at Vogue is amazing, I got a five cent raise, and now make forty five cents an hour. Which means I get twenty five extra cents a day. That's five dollars more a month! I know edit magazines instead of running around helping everyone. I have broken away from my past.
I've left all the abuse, all the pain, Alec.. behind.
I plan to never see a glimpse of any of those again. It's behind me, I am focusing on my future.
It's Christmas Lucy and as what normal teens call besties. I've been trying to be a more normal teen. At high school people have asked me to go out with them for a date, but I refuse. I'm focusing on me right now. I'm not throwing myself into another relationship after how my last one ended.
Lucy and I brought each other each a pretty dress to wear the winter dance. The last dance I didn't go to, but I hear this one will be amazing. So I guess it won't hurt to go. It is in Mid January, so I have awhile to find a date. It won't hurt to just see somebody once, and it will be fun.
I just love the big city in the snow, I think I will live here for awhile. It's my favorite city I've ever been in by far.
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Winter Dance
I walk in with my hair curled an my just above knee length floral dress on. My date, Mr. Popular Jack Rivers winking at me as he walked towards me. "My, my, you look as beautiful as an angel." He flirts. I laugh, he's not so bad.
We talk, he was in a ghetto to, he escaped after only a month though. He now lives with his uncle here in the city.
We decide to dance and head out, just as slow song starts playing to. He pulls me close, so our faces are so close. Just as the ending strikes he pulls into a kiss. I kiss him back, the only other guy I kissed was Alec. I have to say Alec was the better kisser. But I can't think about him, right now I'm with Jack. The songs end and they are about to announce the winners of prom king and queen. We both pull away at the same time, awkwardly smiling at each other.
"For the prom king... Jack Pines!" Somebody announces. I clap and Jack looks surprised. They put the crown on top of his jet black wavy hair. "For the prom queen, Rebecca Alder!" Some one announces. I gasp, I'm the prom queen! I take the crown and thank my fellow peers.
Now it was time for the king and queen dance.. of course it's the most romantic song they could find.
We dance until the end when he dips me into a kiss like never before. I have to say.. I really enjoyed it.
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"I hope to see you again soon Becca." Jack says smiling. "Yeah we'll have to arrange that." I respond with a flirtatious wink. I close the limousine door and and walk up to Lucy and I's apartment. Just as I walk in the phone rings. I see Lucy isn't here yet, she must be with her boyfriend. So I answer.
I am shocked to hear one of my coworkers from back in the last place I lived in speak....
"Hello Becca, it's Susan one of your old coworkers." "I wanted to let you know Mr. Jones, our boss died." She sadly says. "He requested you come before he passed." She adds.
I am shocked, he wasn't to old.
"I'll be there tomorrow evening is that good?" I replied.
"Yes the funeral in two days, see you soon." She says and hangs up.
Guess I'm going back to that place... the same place where Alec lives....
YOU ARE READING
Holocaust Girl
Historische RomaneRebecca (Becca) Alder was only ten years old when the war first started. She witnessed her parents slaughtered in front of her. Can she survive? Can she find a new life, and maybe even love? Mature. *In the process of being revised and edited*