The Rebel and the Runaway

The Rebel Selected | Easton

I sat in the back of the truck looking out the window. I needed to see her.

How could she do this to me?

How could she leave me for the prince of Illea? My cousin?

I started to cry and one of my friend slapped me, which only made me cry harder.

The truck slowly came to a stop and they opened the back door for me. As I exited, they followed behind me.

We where in a small part of the woods by her home. There was a small pile of sticks that looked like a fort and I ran to it.

"Kenneth! Kenneth!" I yelled and dropped to the ground to look in the fort.

She sat there looking at me with her piercing green eyes. I looked back at her with my plain brown eyes.

"Easton. Please." She said in a harsh and broken tone.

That broken my heart. I could barley remember what happened next.

I yanked her from her fort and set her on the floor. I moved to kiss her to show her I still loved her.

But she rejected me. She pulled away. Next thing I know she was crying out in pain and my hand where red again.

I could hear my group cheering me on. To hurt her. To teach her how I felt. I kept throwing punches and kicks.

Soon she began to cough up blood. I leaned down to her ear, my evil side in full control.

"You look beautiful, love." I whispered before I threw another punch and had knocked her out.

I layed down next to her and started to cry, trying to hold her close to me.

How had I done this? The palace would find her like this when she didn't show up for the plane ride.

Yes, I knew she had been selected. My mother had made me watch the news report. We had come here to convince her that she should work with the rebels and take down the royals.

I had messed up again. I had hurt Kenneth when I hadn't even ment to.

"Kenneth. I love you. Please tell me you love me." I begged her unconscious body.

I knew she wouldn't answer me or when she did come to her senses I wouldn't want to hear her answer.

I made myself stand and pick her up. I moved her back into her fort and walked back to the truck.

I knew Kenneth's choice already. When I saw her picture on the screen, I knew she had decided to move on over me. She didn't love me anymore.

She had taken her heart back. But she still had mine. I got into the truck and took my shirt off the wipe my hands off on it.

We drove back to the base and I went to report to my parents. After that, I walked back to my house and layed down.

All I did was think. I couldn't sleep because I would have nightmares. So my mind was filled with thoughts and plans.

How to win....

[Thanks for reading. Sorry for the late post. I had no inspiration and have been really busy.]