Broken Hearts and Broken Lives - A Maxerica Fanfiction

Chapter Fourteen

btw the chapter cover is America's bikini so yea

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princessamericaschreave (queen:000)

America P.O.V.

"Ugh, only two more nights and then we have to go back to the boring castle," I groan, throwing my book next to me on the couch. I was trying to read but the thought of having to work at the palace didn't let me focus.

"Then why don't we do something fun on our second to last day Ms. Schreave," Maxon says from the table, raising an eyebrow as he puts his spoon down.

"Can we go to the beach please," I say and use puppy dog eyes

"We just went yesterday," Maxon says back

"Well we're basically living on a beach so what can you say," I retorted back, flipping my hair for extra pizazz.

"Nothing I suppose, get into your bathing suit, I was prepared," he gestures down to his bathing suit bottom and I roll my eyes as I walk to the master's bedroom.

"I swear to god!" I yell as I look through the suitcase, when Maxon said our bags had been packed I had thanked him then but now I want to smack him, whoever packed my bag only packed scandalous outfits and everyday I had been searching for at least one decent outfit or swimsuit, so far no luck.

"Really? Just choose any bathing suit, I for one don't mind," Maxon comes in and puts his hands on his hips.

"Fine," I say, giving up as we had been through this conversation everyday since we got her and whenever I argued back things didn't end in the best way.

"Hold up," I whisper to myself, finally finding a decent looking bikini, I quickly grab it and take it to the bathroom to change into, throwing on a white cover up over it and grabbing my sun hat and glasses.

"I packed some snacks," Maxon says when I come out, holding up a small picnic basket and towels.

"Why thank you kind sir," I say and give him a peck on the cheek, "Now let's go!" I shout and grab his arm, not even caring about shoes and running onto the sand in basically our backyard.

"Are you going to take off your cover up before you go in?" Maxon asks as I start to walk into the ocean.

Maxon P.O.V.

"Oops," America giggles and quickly runs back up onto the beach and takes off her sunglasses and cover up revealing a beautiful bikin that hugs her and her curves like- I actually have no good comparisons but the point is, she looks really pretty in it.

"My, my, Ms. Schreave you sure you don't have any plans," I wiggle my eyebrows for extra effect and she groans.

"You know that whoever packed only packed bad things,"

"What if I packed?" I ask, even though I didn't pack and Lucy, her maid did.

"Then I would drag you into the ocean," she says simply and before I can take my shirt off she drags me into the ocean, which catches me off guard so I don't have time to dig my feet into the sand, but when we get to the water the table turns.

"Oops," I joke and pretend to accidentally shove America into the water, she gets up and has determination all over her face.

"OOPS!" She says more forcefully and rams her hold body into me, causing me to fall onto the wet sand.