SWING
Chapter Eleven
Darting through alleyways, and running down
side streets, they finally reached an abandoned building, and ducked inside.
Jack peeked out enough to see the youth run past the building and into the dark
night.
"It’s okay, Rose. We’ve lost them."
Jack sighed, leaning against the wall, exhausted. He looked over at Rose, to
see her sitting on the floor, her head in her hands, her shoulders wracked with
her sobs.
"Hey." Jack knelt beside her,
placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Hey, it’s all right now. They’re
gone."
Rose looked at him, her green eyes gleaming
with tears and fear. "But aren’t you angry? I mean…you should hate
me…"
"Why?"
Rose swallowed. Why was he dragging things
out, making her tell him what was already obvious? "Because my father was
a Jew, Jack."
"Why should that make me hate you,
Rose?"
Disbelief shone in her eyes. "Because
you’re German, and I have Jewish blood coursing through my veins. That’s
why."
Jack sighed. "Let me guess. That’s what
your mother’s been hanging over you head to make you date Cal. Am I
right?"
Rose simply nodded. "Now you know why I
have to do what she wants. Jack, she’s already threatened to call the
authorities, if I don’t adhere to her demands."
"Well…by the look of things, the
authorities already know. I’d say that makes that little deal null and
void."
Rose bit her lip, wiping away her tears.
"I don’t know, Jack…I rather not chance it. So you don’t hate me,
then?"
"No, Rose. I don’t hate you." Jack
tenderly touched her face.
Relief shone in her eyes. She was sure Jack
would turn his back on her, and never want to see her again, but instead here
he was, comforting her, and reassuring her of his affections. "In fact,
Rose…I more than like you."
"Jack…" He didn’t allow her to say
anything else. His lips were gently pressed against hers, plunging her into a
world of sweet sensations.
"We better get going before they come
back." Jack got up on his feet, and pulled Rose up along with him.
"I’ll walk you home."
Rose simply smiled. "Thank you,
Jack."
Jack simply smiled, holding out his hand.
"Come on. Let’s go home."
Making sure that the Nazi youths were all
gone, Jack led Rose outside, and together they disappeared into the dark night,
their trust fully in each other.