A Second Chance I DISCONTINUED

The Fight

Hey guys! It's chapter 5! There will be some Maxerica in this chapter! Hope you guys like it! Kiera Cass owns everything!

Maxon POV

It's extremely awkward sitting here in the home I gifted America, trying to ignore her family's stares. I hear the lock jiggle and breath a sigh of relief. She's here.

The door opens and voices float in. I hear America say something and a voice I have never heard before responds. The voice is friendly and is very clearly masculine. My heart breaks a little. She's with a guy. And she seems to be enjoying herself.

I immediately shake off the negative thoughts and put a smile on my face. America enters the doorway and when she sees me she does a double take. When she realizes it's actually me she steps back in shock, running into the person behind her. I look at the guy, and he's really attractive. He has dark, chocolate brown hair and kind, hazel eyes. His smile is infectious and he just has this presence to him that makes you notice him. He notices me and stiffens. America must have told him about what I did. He probably thinks that I'm the biggest jerk ever for hurting America. And the truth is, I am. America is frozen, still in shock and the guy is glaring daggers at me. Her family is restless, probably just as bothered by the tension as I am.

Finally, I break the silence. 'Hi America", I say.

America POV

He's here. But, but how? I try to speak but nothing comes out. I'm so in shock I can't even produce coherent sentences. My mind is chaos, thoughts swirling around. "H-Hi", I finally manage to stutter. At the sound of my voice a soft smile tugs on the corners of Maxon's lips. And because of our past, I can't help but to smile back. At that movement Ethan's eyes turn cold and he turns to the door. "I have to go", he says flatly. I start to protest but something in his eyes keeps me from speaking. "Thank you for the amazing dinner." And for listening to my problems and still accepting me I add mentally. "I hope we can get together again soon." Ethan offers me a sad smile. "Maybe", he says, his gaze darting to Maxon. I sigh, my life was so complicated.

I walk him to the door and shut the door behind him. I hear his engine rev and he speeds off into the darkness. I take a deep breath and try to calm myself down before facing Maxon. It doesn't work, my breathing still as shallow as before. I pad down the hall and enter the room. I'm surprised to see Maxon alone, my family must be trying to give us some space.

Maxon doesn't notice my entrance, he's too busy looking at the wall of pictures. I smile, I had gotten the idea after seeing his room. "Beautiful", he breathes so softly that I almost don't hear it. I scan the pictures and blush when I see the image he's staring at. It's one of me and my family dancing around in the living room the day I got Selected. Even my mom had gotten in on the fun. I had a bright smile on my face, joyful even though I didn't want this. I wonder what he thought of it.

I feel awkward staring at him so I clear my throat, alerting him of my presence. He whirls around and seems shocked to see me standing there. "How long have you been standing there?" he asks. "Um..not long", I reply. Maxon nods slightly, but doesn't say anything. The silence that follows is unbearable. I want to say something but I don't want to say the wrong thing. I brush off invisible dust clinging to my dress and tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear, unable to stay still. I look at the ground, waiting for him to say something.

Maxon POV

She looked so adorable standing there, her small hands smoothing down her beautiful dress, tucking a strand of her lovely hair behind her ear. Her cheeks are flushed and her lips are slightly parted as she stands there, waiting for me to speak. Is it possible that she became even more beautiful since the last time I saw her? I then realize that she's waiting for me to say something. I search my mind for something to say, but nothing comes up. Shoot. I had a whole speech prepared. Well I guess I'll just have to wing it.