Betrothed (The Selection series and Red Queen Fanfic)

Chapter 33 - United

Maxon cooled me off, Maven did the same to Wendy. We looked at each other and laughed.

"I never get to see you punch before" Wendy says.

"Hiding it, of course. I have no interest on punching Amielle" I smirked at her.

"Like I would let you" Amielle emerged from the kitchen, where the meeting
was held.

"How's your girlfriend?" Wendy asked, clearly mocking my twin brother.

"Got bruise of course. And by the way sisters, Mathew wants your presence" He winked.

We ruffled his hair and ran inside the kitchen. The girl sat there, head down.

"So what?" I asked, tossing an annoyed look at the girl.

Mathew got up and whispered between us.

"Erase her memories. We cannot let her remember us"

Wendy and I nodded, our hands intertwined, focusing on our United energy, making it easier for us to permanently erase her memory. Mathew sneaked behind, injecting some sleeping serum on her neck.

"Finish"

We emerged from the kitchen, they all looked at us.

"Take your girlfriend home, Amiey!!" Wendy says, grinning like a child.

"I hate you" He mumbled, putting on his coat. Driving the girl wherever.

"He's going to be fine" Mathew closed the door.

"This day was ruined by that girl" Wendy says angrily, her hands turned to fists.

"Reality ruined our life" I laughed, having the urge to punch someone again. "If you need anything, I'll be in my room"

I closed the door behind me, logging on Twitter. There's a tweet from Annabelle.

'@yellow_Belle.F : I want chocolate!!!'

I laughed at her tweet, especially that she changed her icon to chocolates makes sense. I surfed, watch new music videos, tweeting, and watching Netflix.

My eyes are popping out as I watch 'Mortal Instruments' for the fifth time. Then Jace pulled Clary into a deep kiss, I squealed, sending popcorns everywhere. I jumped up and down, even if I watch this for the tenth time, I can't still get enough of Jace and Clary's kiss in the garden.

The feels were stopped when Maxon bursted in. They must've heard my screams.

"What's going on?"

"Absolutely nothing! You can close the door" Still looking at the monitor normally, then the door closed, I rejoiced.

Playing the movie, Feels came back, I'm having goosebumps. I was sipping a juice box when he leaned over.

"What's that?"

"Holy cow! You scared me!" I closed my eyes, trying to control my breathing before answering him. "Netflix"

His phone rang as the credits began.

"Hello.... Yeah... I'll tell her, thank you"

"Who was that?" I asked unconsciously, I always ask my siblings when someone calls them. But anyways, I picked the fallen popcorns, then tossing them to into the trash.

"It's from Illéa, another attack on the palace happened... When will they stop being such pain? I don't want to raise my children in a not so safe community" He lay down on my bed, tired.

He's angry, irritated, worried and frightened. Frightened for his future kids to grow up in this present Illéa. His eyes are closed, some of his hair are on his forehead. I removed the escaped hair from his forehead, then looked at his now opened chocolate eyes.

"I have a feeling everything will turn out well. And don't worry about your kids growing up in that community, their happy memories will always be greater than the dark ones"

"You're so optimistic! Correction, it's OUR kids, not just mine" Emphasizing the word 'our'

"Uh-huh Yeah, whatever you say, Honey" I teased.

He just stared at me, his head on his right hand, he used the left one to play with my hair. He's tugging my hair making my head lowered. Our faces were too close. Random thoughts of him going to just laugh at me or kissing me ran like a hamster on a wheel.

I was caught off guard when he did. He used his fingers interlocked with hair as a support for him to kiss me. He didn't pulled away, he waited for me to kiss back. I closed my eyes, kissing him back.

Our lips move in perfect sync, my fingers tugged his hair making him groan. We shifted position, he was in Between my legs, I don't remember opening them. The kiss was getting deeper than the usual. My head was falling, I pulled him with me so the kiss won't break.

After a couple of minutes, we finally pulled away. We're both catching our breaths, looking at each other's eyes as our chest rose and fell. He's still on top of me, I reached to cup his immaculate face, then he leaned down to give me a light kiss.

"We should get down, dinner will be served in a minute" I suggested.

Maxon nodded, getting off of me. I combed my long hair, staring at my throbbing pink lips, I'm still imaging us doing it. Maxon sneaked behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, his head on my shoulders. He smiled at our reflection then sneaked a kiss on my cheek.

"Let me comb your hair" I faced him, he lowered his head for me to brush.

"When did you learn to kiss like that?" He asked.

"Huh?"

"You kiss like a pro but you never kiss so many men before" He raised an eyebrow.

"Dearest, It only comes if I want the person I'm kissing. It's an instinct" I poked his chest.

"So you like to kiss me?"

I shrugged, not-knowing what to answer. Maxon stared at me, studying
Me.

"I wanna eat!" I crossed my arms on my chest, pouting my lips.

"Let's get you some food, baby girl!!" Maxon cooed, brushing his nose on mine.

I giggled then we ran down the stairs. I helped America and Wendy fix the table. I was beginning to hum as I place the utensils perfectly.

"Someone's in a good mood" America nudge Wendy's side.

"Whatever you say, Mer!" I laughed, then the boys appeared, sitting raise their fiancées.

"How about lets go to the beach tomorrow?" Wendy suggested.

"Beach?" Matthew says, he gave Wendy a confused look.

"Duh!! It's not like you don't know what beach means!! I wanna go out in a bikini, right Del?" I give her a dirty look.

"In favor of it says 'I'" Maven announced.

Everyone says 'I'.... Everyone except me... 

Who knows what's in Wendy's bag of tricks.