A small cry began in the corner of the room and the world that I had started to understand blew up in a riot of shouts and screams.

"Get. Him. Out." My mother said coldly, her gaze digging into the side of Friedrich's head as if daring him to stare her in the eye but he carried on looking down. His eyes glued to his hands that rested on his lap as if an intricate design lay on them.

Anna stayed frozen in the corner of the room, a tiny sob escaping her mouth as mother turned around to her, her face softening as she moved towards the small child as her motherly instincts kicked in. Crouching down and wrapping her arms around Anna's waist, she lifted her up, Anna resting her head mother's shoulder, letting out her cries.

"I believe this child belongs to you?" She said, turning around to Friedrich once again. He nodded once but staying in place as if he knew he'd have to. Mother nodded once and then turned her gaze to me, beckoning me over with a tilt of her head and then passing Anna to me. Hugging her tightly, I felt the fabric of my t-shirt on my shoulder slowly getting damp from her tears and I gave her a gentle squease. "Take her outside and stay with her until I tell you to come in."

"Why? Why can't I stay-" I began but was sharply cut off with a deathly glare.

"Do what I say Kirsten." She said, returning her gaze back to Friedrich as if worried he'd run off or pickpocket her if she didn't watch him constantly.

"Isn't Friedrich-"

"Do what I say." Glancing back to Friedrich but getting no response, I took Anna out of the living room and closed the door before opening the front door and carrying her out. Sighing, I sat beside her, placing my chin in my hands. My eyes stared up the street one way and then the other way, my eyes studying the great Berlin Wall. I shouldn't have brought him home. I couldn't have left him there though, he was a mess.

"W-whats g-going on?" She stuttered inbetween sniffs, looking up to me, her lower lip shaking and her eyebrows pulled together, tiny droplets building up in her eyes waiting to fall over the edge and run down her cheeks. What could I tell her? There was no doubt going to be an argument or at least my mother shouting at him, but I didn't know what about or why or anything. 

Lifting my head up, I frowned, hearing faint voices and my eyes shot to my side, seeing the living room window slightly open. Smiling slightly, I put my hand out to Anna, signaling her to stay where she was as I stood up and then crouched down, shuffling over to sit under the window...

Friedrichs P.O.V

Staring at my hands, I waited to hear the front door shutting as Kirsten and Anna left the room. The slam of the door pierced my heart and made me wince because I knew Kirsten was not just leaving the room; after this talk, she will be leaving my life. She would hate me. Leaning forwards, I linked my hands behind my head and leaned my elbows on my knees, shutting my eyes tightly, not knowing what to do or say. I could feel her stare on the back of my head. Her eyes burning my hair. Shooting arrows at my head. How could I have been so stupid? Why had I come back here?

"I'm sorry Mrs Stein. I didn't mean-" I began mumbling before being cut off.

"Shut up." She began pacing across the room. Stopping across the room from me, she lifted up a picture frame from the cupboard and held it tightly in her hands, staring at the three figures on the photo longingly.

"Me and Kirsten-"

"I said shut it." Giving up, I exhaled softly, rubbing my hands over my face and through my hair. She put the frame back down carefully before spinning around to face me. "Why did you come here? Why the hell did you come and ruin everything?! Kirsten and I had just settled and gotten used to everything and you decide to come and ruin it! Is that what you want?!"

"I'm sorry. I didn't want to come back with Kirsten but she insisted."

"I don't just mean this! You and her must have been meeting before today. How long?" I shook my head, raising my shoulders. "How long!"

"Not very, maybe a month."

"Why did you come back?! Why did you speak to her!" She started to break down, choking on sobs and she pressed her hand to her mouth before taking a seat in the armchair in the corner, shaking her head as if asking herself a million questions. "How could you come back? After what you did..."

"I didn't want to do what I did Mrs Stein. I'm so sorry but it was my job. I didn't like it anymore than you did."

"What do you mean it was your job?! You could have let him go! You didn't have to do it! You're your own person, you choose what you do!"

"If I had had a choice, I wouldn't have done it but I didn't have a choice." I tried to stay calm to keep her calm but I could hear her voice breaking and I could feel the air being sucked out of my lungs and felt like soon I wouldn't be able to breath let alone have an argument. Or explain to Kirsten.

"You have a mind!" She screamed back at me, her eyes wide and filling with tears.

"I was young. I had no clue-"

"You had no clue you were shooting an innocent man?!" As soon as she said it, she broke down in tears and buried her face in her hands like she had buried the man of her life in the soil. The world around me fizzed and blurred around the edges like someone was editing a picture. I could remember the whole thing. I could see the moment happening infront of my eyes. I could see it in slow motion. I could hear the cries, screams and gun shot. I could feel the man's blood on my hands and couldn't wash it off. The blood of Robert Stein.