A/N hey guys thanks so much for your support, I love you all. This is from Maxon's point of view.
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I walk out of the room in which the report was being shot and go down the stairs. I walk burst into the room.
"I did it, now where's America?" I demanded to the man in front of me.
"That old hag, now why would you want her back? We got you something better. You'll get your reward in a few days."
"NO! DAMN IT!" I try to grab the man but its to late, he's already gone out the back door. I punch the wall in frustration and then fall to the ground, my hand throbbing. But I don't care anymore. I don't care about anything. All I want is America. My America. It's funny how you only realize all the mistakes you made and all the things you should have said and done when they're gone. I always though she would be my forever.
"Hold on America, please.," I murmur to myself as tears stream my face.
The next few days go by slowly. I can't see anything anymore. Nothing really matter. I walk into my room after a long day of meetings. My room, this was supposed to be our room. I crawl into bed and hug the pillow America usually sleeps on. It still smells like her, like vanilla and strawberries. I close my eyes and fantasize. I make up perfect scenarios in my head. She's just so perfect, damn I love her so much. All the days, all the times I could have told her. I think back to the selection, a tear rolls down my face. "Come back America, please."
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Innocence
FanfictionMaxon has decided that America will be his wife, only no one else knows that. He goes to tell his mother, Queen Amberly. When King Clarkson overhears, under no circumstances will he allow it. the characters belong to kiera cass
