The shots of guns and rebels swarm the Palace, as I rush to the 3rd floor, desperate to be safe. Dashing into a saferoom, I enter willingly into someone's arms, who I now realize is Mary's.
"Mary!" I hug her, and she hugs me too.
"Where's Anne?" she shakes her head, unsure. We wait for hours, the bench a tiring place to sit. It must've been hours, or even days, before a guard opened the door.
"Markson!" Mary exclaimed, and rushed over to him. I took in the destruction, and immediately went for a broom and mop, her natural instincts kicking in again.
My heart was beating out of my chest. What is Aspen had died? WHat is America had died? What if Anne had died?
I rushed down the hallways, passing more and more guards as they marched down the hallway, as none of them were Aspen. I hopped over pieces of glass, and broken potted plants. A piece of a necklace lay there in the glittering sunlight, followed by more blood.
I shuddered, wanting to cry, but I surged forward, down the stairs, and burst into the Hospital Wing, my worried eyes searching.
"Where's Aspen?" I asked, a nearby guard, only to realize he was sleeping.
America lay by his side, almost waving my over.
"Lucy!" Aspen called, sitting up straighter. I hopped over Jose, and Anna Farmer.
"Aspen!" I embraced him.
"Are you hurt?" he asked me, worried.
"No!" I said proudly, "no even a scratch, I was just worried about you."
Holding me face tenderly, he pulled me in for a kiss.
I could hear America's clicking heels walking away, but, for once, I didn't care.
Aspen and I were together, and that was all that mattered.
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Lucy - A Selection Story
FanfictionHesitant to give her heart after getting it broken, Lucy is scared of falling in love. She had already previously given her love to a Three, only to get it crushed after being sent away. Now, as she falls in love with another man, her heart is const...
