One Wrong Move - A Selection Fanfiction

Chapter 3

I think it's suitable.

"Let's practice." Mom smiled, how much I love her

"Ready?" I asked Kriss

"Ready." She smiled

"Maxon and Kriss, I now invite you to join hands and make your vows, in the presence of God and his people." Mother said

"Kriss, how lucky am I to call you mine? Your love and trust makes me a better person, each and every day. For all those times that we've been together, there's always been a mutual understanding that's only shared when two people love each other truly. You were there for my greatest challenges. You encouraged me to grow. You helped believe in myself and become the person that I am today. In your arms and by your side, I know I can do anything. I'm proud to call you my wife." I smiled truimphantly

"Maxon,  the sun smiles on us today, our wedding day, and how can it not. With our hearts beating together as one, our love warms the world. I love you with all my heart. You're my love, light and soulmate. You're the person that keeps me singing, smiling, and laughing. I give you this ring as a sign of my love that's forever, eternal and never ending, like the circle in this ring." She blushed

"Heavenly Father, by your blessing let these rings be to Maxon and Kriss, a symbol of unending love and faithfulness, to remind them of the vow and covenant which they have made this day, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen." Mother sighed contentedly

I pretended to place a ring on Kriss's finger.

"Kriss, I give you this ring as a sign of our marriage. With my body I honour you, all that I am I give to you, and all that I have I share with you, within the love of God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit." I repeated what father had told me to say

She did the same, pretending to slip a ring on my finger

"Maxon, I give you this ring as a sign of our marriage. With my body I honour you, all that I am I give to you, and all that I have I share with you, within the love of God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit." She smiled, her cheeks pink

"I now pronounce you husband and wife, king and queen." Mother smiled

"I'm exhausted." Kriss yawned

I chuckled

"Maxon. I want to have the biggest wedding ever!" Kriss said dreamily

"There will be many people, my dear." I smiled

"Good." She giggled

Mother bid us goodnight and we went to sleep.

But I couldn't sleep. Not since the 'meeting' with Officer Alex.

He seemed a decent guy. Not shady. But something was off. Very off about that officer.

I tossed and turned.

Then I remembered. Only one thing could keep my mind off this.

I slipped out of bed. I'm not cheating. Right?

I walked towards America's room

All the selected girls were back. 

I knocked

"Come in." Her voice floated through the door.

I stepped in.

"Oh. Your highness." She curtsied

"America....." I stopped

There was a picture. On the nightstand next to her bed.

"You. You have a boyfriend?" I asked, voice cracking

"Yes. He really loves me." America whispered

"I LOVED YOU!" I mentally screamed

"Good. Good." I sighed

"Do you need anything?" She asked

I need you. And your love.

"No I....." What was I here for?

"I'd like my letter back. If you have them." I said quietly

"Oh. Of... Of course. Silly me." She whispered

Her delicate feet swung over the edge of the bed. She crawled under and produced a chest.

It was painted light purple with swirls of green. Ugly, but meaningful. At the top was the word, Maxerica. Our names combined.

"Sorry." She blushed, covering the box with her body

She opened the locket necklace on her neck and brought out a miniature key.

She unlocked the chest.

Inside were so many memories. I stumbled back.

She looked at me weirdly.

"I'm fine." I said

I peered inside. The dress from the night before my choice, it was ripped by my, by love.

There were the letters. And the picture of the house I got her. And the jewlery. And many more.

I grabbed the papers.

Her hand darted towards them instinctively. She blushed furiously and reached her hand back into her lap.

"Well there you go." She whispered, locking the chest and pushing it under the bed

A tear went down her cheek.

"Thank you." I said curtly