I woke to the sound of gun shots I heard yells signs of help. But I couldn't do anything I was paralyzed in place.
"Help Damon help".
I heard Henry say in my right ear. I tried to turn I felt displeased with myself for not being able to help my friend. I lied there hearing my people scream in pain asking for mercy. Hours went by still lying on the hard moist ground. I heard leafs ruffling people walking coming to pick up the dead body's. When general got to me I could hear his heavy breathing at my ear he said
"I'm disappointed in you".
He walked away and two men ran over placing me on a cot and caring me to the infirmary. I lied there for some hours I started thinking about what general said and I hated myself for not helping my people I blame myself. I got distracted from my thoughts when I saw a man walk in.
"mailcall" he yelled "Ray,Dan,Caden".
When I didn't hear my name called I left felling disconsolate. Wanting comfort or someone to make me laugh,my mind went to luke he left after he saw father beating me he felt alarmed and ran. I went to general
"general sir is it okay it I go home today".
"You and every other man out here Salvatore".
But sir I ha...
"I said no".
" well is there something I can help you with".
"Well now that you ask,you go up to that house on the hill and bring back throws deserters".
"And then I can go home sir"?
"Yes just bring them back alive".
Fast forward
I went up to the front door and backed up, as I knocked.
"Can I help you"?
A elegant women said in a stern voice.
"May I come in miss"? Without hearing her answer I walked in.
"This young man will be eating with us today". She said shocked but in a gracious tone.
She makes me think of my mom and I hate to think of her because I miss her so much. As walking over to the table I heard moving up the stairs.
"Miss could I use the gardengrove"?
"It's upstairs to the right sir". A younger lady said as she walked in.
"Thank you madam". I said as I made my why up the flight off stairs toward the gardengrove. As I reached the gardengrove I shut the door behind me. I can't make them leave after every thing I've went through I can't bring them to that hatred man. I can't betray them. I sat there as tears ran down my warm heated cheeks, an I thought about how father forced me to be in the army because he didn't see me as a man. And beat me until I broke. And made my brother animosity hate me. I have to keep them safe. A knock on the door broke my thoughts.
"Are you almost done in there"?
"Yes. "I'm coming out miss". I said trying not to sound pessimistic.
"Are you ready to eat"? She aked noblely.
"I'm sorry miss I got to go". I ran out the door before she could answer. I ran until I didn't know were I was. I stopped and looked around I was in the middle of nowhere. I sunk down to my knees and cried out loud as I got lost in my thoughts.
Flashback
I walked in an saw Stefan "what are you doing"?
"Using one of father's ties for the funnel".
"He would skin you alife". I said ask I walked near Stefan.
"Take mine". I said as a took my tie off and stared tieing it around his neck.
"Did you finish the speech"?
"Almost". I said faint.
"It's an important speech".
"I will finish it Stefan".
"Father told us not to cry".
"That is because father is incapable of human emotions. "You are 10 you can cry if you fell like it".
"I don't think I will". Stefan said truthfully.
"Why is that"?
"Because mothers angle told me every thing would be alright".
"When was this"?
"Last night in my sleep. "She visited me did she visit you"?
"I must have missed it".
"Now be on your way". I said gracefully.
Flashback over
Stefan must hate me I thought still with tears in my eyes. As another flashback came floating throw.
Flashback
"You missed your speach".
"I know". I said with a bottle of burbum in my hand.
"Why"?
"Could not decide what to say".
"You could of just said goodbye". Stefan said in loud soabs.
Flashback over
Without knowing it I cried myself to sleep.
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