Perfectly Fake

Prologue

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On a cold winter morning a  little boy was playing hide-and-seek with his freinds, near a abandoned church. " 1,2,3,4..." the little girl's  soft voice counted.

The little boy needed to stay hidden only to impress the little girl, "Aaliyah Prescott" he thought, the girl that made him feel butterflies in his stomach. The boy was determined to stay hidden longer than the rest of them, the boy made his way down the long road made out of rubble. He than forced his way threw a pack of bushes, he then turned back looking to see the distance between him and the abandoned church.

He only heard Aaliyah's fainted voice "59,60,61,62.." her voice finally disappeared as he crossed the water with a steer log. That used to be part of a old tree near a barn. He then feld towards a dim cave as that is where his hiding space was. When he got there the cave seemed dimmer than before. He then sat up against a chipped rock that felt cold and hard, wet around some edges: he then brushed the dirt of the light brown hat.

The little boy grabbed his note out of his pocket, the note was yellow with a slip of tape of on the side keeping it shut, "to my dearest son" he red as he suddenly froced it open. He than started to read.

"My dearest son.. today me and your sister have thought of giving you surgery, for there you are a "special kid" but your sister Bettina has already spoken to Mr. Jenkin's and he would like to arrange this to Texas. So frist thing tomorrow you will leave with bettina.".

He signed running his fingers threw his hair as he was caught in so many thoughts he didnt notice it was already  noon. He stood up folding the note up holding it in his pocket.

He then felt a hand on his back "Tag" a voice called form behind him.

He then turned around only to see Aaliyah Prescott smiling at him. "Your it" she exclaimed with wide eyes almost bright as a star.

He then grinned "Sorry Aaliyah i have to get home..but maybe some other time we can play" he picked up the bright brown hat form the cold floor.

A questoin ran threw his head "wait a minute..how did you get behind me, i mean i would of heard your footsteps". He then turned back to her.

She started to look worried.."um, didn't you say you have to get home" she questioned.

"Oh!" He rpeiled in a hushed voiced "Aaliyah I have something to tell you" he started to get quiet.

She smiled "Blurt it out already" her hopes where high.

"Don't get too excited...im leaving tommrow morning, its only because im a "Special child and im leaving Germany". Her smile disappeared.

"But where all special, i think you special, you where my first very freind in kindergarten..A-AND YOUR JUST GONNA LEAVE?!?!". There was fury in her voice.

He shook his head with disbelief "theres's nothing speical about me" he quickly repiled folding his arm's near his chest.

She froced his hand out holding it tightly, "listen, your everything to me even though it might seem that i might not like you but you mustn't leave me. You said we where gonna leave this old place together ruling the world" she rasied her voice.

He suddenly pushed her hand away with a sincere look " listen i have to get back to my folks, you'll be fine without me".

"No-no i wont" she whispered.

He finally prept the brown hat on his head, "don't wait for me" he waved looking at her.

She stood there, with her hands holding her arms...

The rain harden. "So Bradley, are you okay with leaving tommrow" bettina asked while setting out plate's infornt of Bradley, and their father.

Bettina was about 18 with long white hair, she was a nurse in Germany, she help with clients. She even works for the nazi's, "im no-" he was briefly interrupted by his father.

"He's okay with it". He then pulled out a stack of papers " here..that's mines and you'r mothers marriage papers, all the conditions that Bradley has inclined".

"Thank you father" her voice tensed up as she skidded through the paper. She then started to pour water in the kettle "Bradley" she paused, " you know i wouldn't do anything to hurt my dearest brother...right?".

He nodded "it's just that, im leaving Aaliyah Prescott...and you know she is an orphan and no one want's her" he repiled.

Their father spoke up " yes where informed and we are deeply sorry for doing this to you, but rules are rules and you cant change them".

Brettina pushed the latch down on the kettle top to keep it from coming off. "Father I might just come out clean" she sighed "im fighting side to side with Hitler.. I know i might seem crazy and everything but it's required for my job, for i am a  level 5 tier nurse".

There was a silent pause, father hitted the table creating a thump on the floor "I dont agree" he wanted to not believe it.

"FATHER" she raised her voice "I need this ok?! Bradley needs this our family needs it" she folded her hands in her lap.

He sat down "listen the nazi's was okay, BUT WORKING WITH HITLER IS ANOTHER THING" Bradley hadn't remembered the last time father had yelled.

The clock striked midnight "listen father, i have to join..or Bradley wont get the surgey, so please let me do this" she pleaded.

"There's nothing wrong with me, i can just do stuff other people can't" bradley crossed his legs.

She smiled "you'r right but right now you cant speak, this is between me and father" she gave him a warm hug.

"Will you please stop acting like im a child!" He rasied his voice "im old enough to talk and it's between all of us, not just you and dad" he snapped.

"Listen your a disappointment to the country, do you understand?" She snapped back.

Bradley jerked his head back almsot looking like he was just slapped. "Go upstairs and start packing. Were gonna leave at sunrise". She then walked away while humming a tune grabbing her leather black jacket. "When i come back father...I want you out of my sight".

The door slammed shut, the room fell silently, only the rain was heard running down the roof hitting the solid floor. "Father, will we ever get our Brettina back?" He asked.

"I'll keep you on notice..but for now i mustn't know"....

Aaliyah's pov Next

Hey my lovingly weirdos, so i finally worte the Prologue and hopefully you like it..if you didn't leave a comment and tell why, and if you liked it please leave a vote and a comment.

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