America's POV
I feel dead.
I am honestly kind if surprised that I'm not.
I didn't thing it was possible to hurt anymore then I already did.
But I just kicked that thought out the window.
I hurt everywhere so so bad.
I can't even move my arm after the broadcast. It is a weird purple color. They must have broken it pretty badly.
I am beginning to actually want Maxon to save me though I know he never will. But he is probably off hanging out with Kriss right now.
I wish I could apologize for that fight we had.
I miss Maxon a lot.
I should try to sleep now.
Maxon's POV
I have can't sleep. I haven't slept in so long.
I can't stop think about America. I only have 2 days left to complete my plan.
I have asked people to track down the signal from where the video was filmed and then I am going to fly most of the way there, then ride a bus the rust of the way with some other military men to rescue America.
My team has almost found the signal, they know a relative area we need to go to. I am planning on leaving tomorrow. And I am not telling my dad.
I'm so nervous. I really hope that this plan works. I need my America.
Another short one!! Sorry about all the mini chapters.
Thanks so much for reading my story! Please keep going.
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~Indy
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Selection Fanfiction
FanfictionAmerica and Maxon have been getting close but he never seems to end the Selection! Things keep getting in the way! America is now sure she wants Maxon but it's hard with all the things getting in her way. Such as Maxon's father, Kriss, and the rebel...
