Carli left five months ago.
It became hard for you to get out of bed, to even just move. A dull aching sat in your chest as you pondered why you still hadn't moved.
Had you actually had feelings for another female?
No. No no no, no. That definitely couldn't be it.
Definitely not,
You thought as you walked to the fridge.
Empty.
Perfect. You hadn't eaten in five days, and your stomach growled angrily.
"Okay, okay, to the store it is." You mumbled, throwing on a pair of dress shoes and slipping out the door. It was quite sunny and yet chilly, but if course it was fall. Bright orange leaves flew from trees as the chirping if birds still, the scent of New York tingling in your slightly pink nose. Your lips perked up slightly since today's mood was slightly cheery. Though, the overflowing dress that wrapped around your body was a bit of a pain. Giggles erupted from small children over the hushed streets. The normal market you went to was open as you stepped in quietly, examining the food while listening to the women gossip.
"Did you hear?"
"About what?"
"General George Washington is losing soldiers. And fast. The need new recruits."
"But who's going to sign up for a losing war?"
"That's just it; they're excepting anyone now."
"Like... Women?"
"Mhm! I almost lost it when I was told. Women weren't made to fight in wars..."
You stopped listening right there. That accusation was so idiotic, and pointless. You felt that if you spoke to one of the major politicians, they'd agree with you too.
Never the less, you couldn't join the war. I would be a waste of useful time and a pain.
You paid for the small meal you gathered and walked out of the market.
"VOLUNTEERS!! WE NEED VOLUNTEERS!! YOU," A man called and thrusted a finger at some poor boy. He looked about fourteen.
"WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE A SAVIOR AND LEADER OF OUR COUNTRY?" The small boy nodded vigorously, as his friends patted his back. (Y/n) shook her head. Such... Ignorance. She could only imagine what it would be like to be a soldier. Risking your life as you dived from a hiding place, obliterating a live man.
A 'villian.'
But, they were protecting our freedom. (Y/n)'s gaze slipped from the man yelling in the center of the town as she walked down the brick road.
Suddenly, she was jerked from where she was standing into an ally.
"We need your help."
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