America POV
The next morning i woke to the door of the cell opening. i felt Brad shifting underneath me. "Get up now." i look towards the door and saw one of the rebels who brought us in. "Where are you taking us ?" asked Brad. "Oh we're just going to have a little fun." he said sadistically. We got up and he put handcuffs on us. He took us to a room with a video camera and two chairs. He chained us to the chairs and left . A few minutes later another rebel came in. He turned on the camera and started talking.
Maxon POV
I can't believe America and Brad are missing. They've been gone for about a day i was in the mirror fixing my tie when the t.v. came on." Hello illean royal family we have one of your precious family members and your precious America. Now down to business we want the diaries and for everyday your late we torture your precious America. And to hurry this process long after 4 deays things will get worse." i stared at the t.v. in horror for a moment longer. i ran out the room and to my father's study . i knocked on the door "Come in." i opened the door did you see the video." "Yes." he said calmly and it angered me. " How can you be so calm." "Well they're only hurting America and besides we have time she'll probably only give her a few bruises." as he said this i could see the smile in his eyes. i scoffed in disguist and left the room. i went to my study to form a plan.