The Elite: Maxon POV

Chapter 19

Celeste was still kissing my neck but I could no longer feel her there. America back away slowly and disappeared in the darkness.

"Stop," I said pushing Celeste off my body. She looked confused.

"I'm sorry I— I have to go. I can't explain but I just have to go." I left her there and broke into a run to America's room. I knocked once before storming in. I just know she's going to start making conclusions without letting me speak. I opened my mouth but she cut me off before I could get a word out.

"You lied to me," she said angrily.

"What?! When?"

"This entire time. I cannot believe you! How can the same one who told me you would propose and send everyone home be caught with Celeste draped across you in the middle of the night??"

I rolled my eyes. "What I do with her has absolutely nothing to do with you."

"Oh my god you're such an idiot! You must be joking right? Or wait maybe because you're the Prince you can just have half naked girls wrapped around you whenever you feel like it?"

I widened my eyes. "No! That's not what I think at all. If you just let me explain for a second America," I began.

"Why her?" She asked turning around to face me. Was she jealous or was she hurt? "Out of anyone it could have been why her?" I could explain the logical answer which was that Elise was gay and had eyes for Natalie and Celeste was there already, catching me at a vulnerable moment. I just rolled my eyes and shook my head.

"Maxon she's a fake. Nothing more than an actress in a push up bra and slutty dresses who wants to manipulative you to get what she wants! You have to be able to see that."

"Actually I do," I huffed. "I'm not an idiot."

"Then why-" she began. She stared at me with fire behind her eyes, seeming to put two and two together. Probably twisting up the whole story. "That's it then. You want my decision? Here it is: I am completely over this. I am done with the selection, done with the lies and especially done with you. God, I can't believe how naive I was."

"You're done when I say you are done, America ," I said quickly. "You may be upset right now but you are not done." She ran her fingers through her hair in frustration.

"Oh my god what is wrong with you?? Are you delusional? What makes you think I could ever be okay with what just happened? I hate that girl. I hate her Maxon and you were just all over her. I want absolutely nothing to do with you."

"Good god woman, you never let me get a word in!" I said raising my voice.

"Nothing you could say now would make a difference. Just send me home. I want to be far away from here." I said nothing trying to slow my breathing. I have to calm down.

"No."

"Maxon Calix Schreave, you are nothing but a child who can't have what he wants. You have your hands on a toy that you won't want to use but want no one else to have," she huffed.

"America, I get that you are angry," I said slowly.

"I'm beyond angry!" she yelled shoving me backwards.

"America," I said trying to keep my temper, "do not call me a child and do not push me." She pushed me again.

"Or what?" She attempted a third time but I grabbed her wrists and pinned her against the closest wall. I wanted to be angry but now I was inches away from her face and all I could feel was electricity. My gaze flickered down to her lips as she parted them and I began lean down but she shook her head as if coming back to her senses and pushed my away, more gently than before. She turned her back and walked toward the balcony.

"Are you going to send me home?" she asked quietly.

"No."

"Then get out." She ripped off the bracelet I bought her and threw it at me. She turned back toward the balcony and waited for me to leave. I sighed and left the room. As soon as I was outside I heard her begin to sob and I almost went back in. I knew better and sat on the floor outside her room and cried. I felt awful. She was so right he to angry and I took advantage of her needing more time to splurge with other women. There was no other girl for me and I blew it.

"What have I done," I said quietly.