Never Coming Home

Frank's POV

I wake up groggily, Luce curled up next to me. What time is it? I check the clock on the wall, 8:30 AM. Great. If I knew I was gonna be up this early I would've gone to sleep earlier. I walk into the living room entrance and Susan's already awake, chatting away to Alice.
"Are you sure you'd be ok with it?"
"Absolutely. Why wouldn't I be?"
"I was just making sure, I mean, it's a big thing."
"What's a big thing?" I ask curiously, leaning on the wall.
"Going back home with us."
"Really?" I raise an eyebrow.
"Yes, of course. What do you think Gerard was planning on doing afterwards? Just leaving?"
"Ahh. Did you two make up?"
"Yes. We talked it over and in the end he realized what he was missing, and so did I."
"So what are you planning on doing today?"
"Alice and I are going to go for a walk later, to get a last look at Germany."
"Even though it isn't much to look at anymore." says Alice.
"Well have nice walk." I say, smiling. Maybe getting up early wasn't all the trouble I made it out to be.

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Gerard's POV

"Bye." I say to Susan, smiling as she walks out the door, holding Alice's hand.
"Bye." she says smiling, and gives me a quick kiss before swiftly moving out the door, closing it behind her.
Maybe I was a little bit of a bastard last night. I'm glad we got that all sorted.
As I walk back into my room, Susan keeps popping up in my head. I can't believe I acted so foolish to her. She literally left behind her job and her live, just so she could bring me out of this depressing time.
And when she finally found it, she was so happy. Not just happy because of the situation, but happy because she had finally found something to bring me back to being happy, to make my life better.
And what did I do? I complained. I actually complained after she did all that just to make me happy. Sure, there are things I wished wouldn't have happened yesterday, and sure there are things I did feel sad about, but overall, the fact that she did that, would make me happy in itself even if she didn't show me Alice. And now, what's even better? I've met my own daughter after eleven years. How often does that happen? Not often, and she made it all possible.
And that's when I hear the riot start. It hits me like a punch I wasn't expecting. There's screaming I can hear through the open window, I can hear glass being shattered from buildings, the sizzle of fire, and Nazis yelling in German.
"Shxt!" I shout, running to the window. Susan and Alice went not too long ago, and they could be caught up in it all, who knows how that would end. I don't see either of them. All I see is woman, men and children being caught and thrown on their knees before being brought up into a large vehicle and driven away, one vehicle behind the next.
"Susan!" I shout, running outside into the chaos. "SUSAN! ALICE!" I don't see either of them.
I continue shouting for them, shoving through crowds to try and find them. It's shoulder to shoulder, people crashing against people as they try to escape.
I fight the crowd best as I can, trying to shove the opposite direction. "ALICE! SUSAN!" But none of them follow my calls.
Someone lands an arm in my chest and I'm winded, but I keep going, calling for them as desperately as I can. Please. Please don't let them end.
"ALICE! SUSAN!" But I can hear an all too familiar voice.
"No, wait! Listen!" It's Susan. "SUSAN!" I shout, making my way towards the voice. But before I know it, someone lands a hit on my neck, and everything fades to black...

Notes

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