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1943
gene and i sat in the field, our backs against our favorite tree. "i got somethin' to tell ya" eugene blurts. i turn to him. "don't tell me ya' in love with me." i tease. "i wouldn't. i'd be a liar." he retorts. my smile drops. "anyway, my heart murmurs gone!" he smiles. i look at him. "gene..." i mutter, knowing what this is gonna lead to. "don't be sad, doll. i'm finally gonna be a marine." he exclaims. "eugene sledge, you cant leave me." i scold. "don't go and be all selfish. i'm happy, y/l/n. be happy for me." he pleads. "no, eugene. you're just gonna go off and get yourself killed!" i snap. i stand up, brushing myself off before storming away.
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i hadn't talked to eugene in a couple of months. if i needed to get a message across, i'd go to our mutual friend, sidney phillips or eugene's parents. eugene's mama told me that eugene would be leaving for the marines boot camp today and that he wouldn't be coming back until his duties in the war were over. she asked if i wanted to go to the train station today and say my goodbyes. i sat outside my house until i made my mind up. i quickly hopped on my bike and rode as quick as i could. when i reach the train station, i see the train leave just as i arrived. i run over to eugene's parents. they looked at me solemnly. i began to cry as eugene's mom embraced me in a hug.
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february 1946
it's been three years since eugene left for the marines. i haven't talked to him since that day on the field. every friday i have dinner with eugene's family. today was no different. i got dressed and made my way over to their house. when i arrived, everyone seemed off. as if they were trying to hide something. "hi, mrs. sledge." i smile. "y/n, darlin', come... sit." she ushers me over to the table. i sit across from edward, eugene's brother, and his wife. once everyone was sat down, we began to eat. "y/n, i left my glasses in gene's room from when i was cleaning in there. do you mind grabbing 'em for me?" mrs. sledge asks. i nod and make my way over to gene's old room. i always avoided it, it made me too sad. as i slowly opened the door, my eyes land on a figure on the bed. the figure turns around and i realize who it is.
"gene?" i croak. he looked different. he's grown. his shoulders are more broad, his eyes full of terror and fear. "y/n." he gasps, running over to me and embracing me in a hug. i pull away and slap him across the face. he groans. "you never wrote to me. i haven't talked to you in three years!" i exclaim. "i didn't think you'd wanna talk with me." he explains. "i thought you wouldn't come home, gene. i was scared." i reply, hugging him tighter than the first one. i clutched his shirt, bringing it to my face as i sobbed into it. eugene rubbed my back. "but i did come home, y/n/n. i thought about you every damn day i was in that hell. the only motivation i had to stay alive was because i knew if i didn't, i would never be able to come home and see your pretty face again." he admits. "pretty? you think i'm pretty?" i ask. "always have." he nods. "i love you eugene. everyday i would go down to the field and check on it for us. our tree is still standing." i smile. "i love you, too." he exclaims. i watch as he bends down. "i've had this for four years. i was gonna ask you that day at the field but you ran off and wouldn't talk to me. so, will you marry me, y/n/n?" he asks. i nod, "yes!" he slips the simple wedding band on my finger and connects our lips.
