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Chapter 21

{there might be a kinda fluffy scene. It's not too bad. I swear.}

After they basically kidnapped me, forced me back to the palace and put me in my bedroom, Maxon came in.
"Maxon, I know what you did and don't think that you can even apologize and try to get me back because you won't and I don-" he practically ran across the room and pushed me on the bed cutting me off.
"Maxon what are you doing? Why are you acting so wei-" he cut me off by kissing me. His kiss was soft yet demanding. Oh how I missed these kisses.
No! I can't let him do this to me! I shoved him off of me with all the force I had.
"Maxon! What the hell?! What are you doing?" His face was contoured confusion. "What do you mean? I'm kissing you because I haven't seen you for almost three whole days! And no matter what you think you saw or anything that I did then at least let me explain!" He was shouting. He never shouted. Not at me, at least.
"Why should I let you explain yourself? You'll probably lie!" I screamed. I can play the shouting game too!
"Do you even hear what you're saying right now? Why would I lie to someone I love? Why would I do that!? That wasn't me! Why would I even be in the King's suit? That's my father's room! And who would I even sleep with?" He was running his fingers through his hair and pacing around the room.
"Probably Celeste or Kriss or someone! It wouldn't surprise me!" I knew that his parents were alive and how this whole Selection ended, but I was still going to rest my case.
"I wouldn't do that to you! To us! I'm still a virgin for gods sake! You're the only person I've ever wanted! The only person I've ever missed so much it hurts! The only person I dream about waking up to every morning and going to sleep with in my arms every night! I don't see Kriss or Celeste or Marlee or any other of the girls her in that position! Only you! Why can't you see that?" His words almost brought tears to my eyes. But I would not cry in front of him. Not right now.
"I can't keep playing these games with you Maxon! I realized what I wanted when I was asleep! I want you! Not someone else, not some other guy that thinks he loves me but really doesn't. If you really love me Maxon, then end it now. The whole Selection. Not just narrowing it down, but the whole thing." He stayed silent for a few seconds.
"Okay." He said barley a whisper.
"And Maxon. Don't ever think about even kissing another girl except for me. Okay? Only me. You can only kiss me. Deal?" I said.
"Deal," he replied almost instantly.
"Now you can kiss me." He took two steps forward and lowered his lips to mine.
The kiss was soft but effective. It made me go weak in the knees and want more of him. Slowly the kiss got more heated and he quickly took over. He ran his tongue across my bottom lip and asked for entrance. I denied. I want to make him wait a while longer. I was ready to give myself to him because I knew we were going to get married soon, but I didn't know if he is ready to give himself to me.
"Amereeerrrriiiccaaaa." He said in a whiney voice. I kissed him again, taking over the dominate role. After I needed a breath, I pulled away but slowly biting his bottom lip in the process.
"So we're playing the teasing game, aren't we?" He smiled mischievously and picked me up and placed both of my feet on the floor. He kissed me, slowly walking forwards to where I was walking backwards. Once my back hit the wall, he started kissing me harder. His kisses trailed down my jawline, neck and collar bones. I needed his lips on mine. I needed to taste him. I pulled his head out of the crook of my neck and put his lips on mine. He pulled back and said "Jump." I did.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and he carried me over to the bed. He laid me down on the bed and started kissing my neck again. I arched my back to get closer to him but he pushed me back down. He kissed along the line of my low cut shirt and slowly started to push it up and eventually over my head. I started un-doing his, button by button. Once his was off, I started running my hands down his abs and back. He flinched away. I pulled him back down to me, and kissed him even harder. One of his hands traveled up to my hair and ran through it. His other hand was traveling up my thigh, on top of my thin tights.
As he took me in with his eyes I slowly started to take his belt off. Then his pants. Once they were slid down he lowered his lips to mine again.
"America! I need your help on something-" Kriss said barging through the door, only to find us in our little moment. Maxon shot up first and pulled up his pants, and I grabbed the sheets and wrapped them around my mostly naked body.
"Kriss. It's not what it looks like. We can explain," he said. "No, no. It's fine. There's no need. I fully understand." She sounded, I don't know, off maybe.
"But Kriss, let me explain." Why was he so worried about hurting her? "I'm about to have another elimination. Down to two. You and America will be those two. The Selection will be over this week." Thank the heavens. I hope it won't take all week. I can't stand the other girls here, except Marlee. Wait, has she told Maxon about Carter or have they been caught yet?
"Okay! That's great Max! I'm so happy! You're the best!" She said as she ran over and hugged him. I cleared my throat.
"Ummmmm, Kriss if you hadn't realized me and Maxon were kinda busy and if you don't mind I'd like it if you left." I know I was being rude, but I couldn't let her get hope where there shouldn't be any. I realized I still had the sheet wrapped around me and Maxon had his pants unbuttoned and shirt off.
A wave of realization hit her and she realized what we were doing, or going to do.
"Oh. Oh! Ohmygodimsososososorry ididntknowiswear ididntmeantoruinanything!" She covered her eyes, running out of the room, but stopping in the hall and saying the one thing we didn't want to hear.
"Hello, my Queen." Holy crap. I scramble for my white shirt on the bed and grabbed it, only realizing it was Maxon's. Good enough. I put my arms in and buttoned it up as quick as I could. Maxon buttoned up his pants and re-clasped his belt and just as he was doing so his mom slowly opened the door.
"America, are you in here? I heard you were ba-" she was taking aback by Maxon and my's wardrobe. A smirk hit her face and she relaxed a little. I noticed what she was wearing now, pajama pants and a loose Guns and Roses tee-shirt with her hair up in a messy bun. I think this is the most relaxed I've seen her in, well, ever. All the while she was looking amazing.
"Um, I hate to ruin something right now, but America could we talk for a little bit, I need to discuss some things with you," she said, still with a smirk on her face.
"Of course." I got up and started to walk out of the room. She cleared her throat, and motioned to my appearance. The buttons on the shirt were all buttoned in the wrong places, my little makeup was smudged and my hair looked like a rats nest. And I wasn't wearing a bra. When did that happen?!
"Um, can I change real quick?" She nodded her head and left the room closing the door behind her. I quickly got the shirt off me and ran around the room with it pressed to my chest, saving my modesty.
"Of all your outfits, that one is by far my favorite," Maxon said, snaking an arm around my waist. I turned around in his arms and pecked his lips. "Maxon stop I have to go to your mother. I need to put on a dress," I said squirming out of his grasp. I went back to searching for my bra, but couldn't find it. I turned around to ask him where it was, only to see him dangling it on one finger. He walked over to the door, opened it and threw it out into the hall way.
"MAXON! That was my only bra!" I screamed. No doubt his mom would be able to hear us now.
"Well it looks like you're going to have to go get it," he said with a smirk.
"Ughgghhh! You're impossible!" I screamed walking out of the door.
"America, ready already? I thought it would take you longer." She had a weird grin on her face and i realize I didn't have a real shirt on.
"Ummmmmmmmm, not yet?" I quickly grabbed my bra and ran back inside.
"Maxon I swear to god I'm going to kill you after I'm done talking to your mom." I quickly dropped the shirt and heard Maxon do a wolf whistle.
"Dang, baby, you're too beautiful for your own good." His arms once again snaked around my waist and he turned me around. He kissed my lips and his hands started roaming. I pushed him away because one, his mom was waiting, and two, I had no shirt on.
"Maxon I have to go." I put on the bra, wiped off my smudged makeup, put my hair in a ponytail and put on Maxon's shirt.
"I thought you were going to put on a dress?" He asked.
"I don't have time for that now thanks to you." Before he could say another word I walked out and slammed the door.
"Okay. Now I'm ready." She smiled at me and we walked down the hallway.
"I wanted to talk to you about some recent things that have happened here. While you were gone actually." I nodded my head. We were now on the first floor and on our way to the gardens.
"Clarkson had left us. We all got in a big fight and he left. He went to France and had an affair with the queen, ran off with her, and now their king has declared war on Illea." I know I had a shocked expression on my face, and she took notice to that.
"I know this is a lot of information and I'm telling you this because I know you're going to be the next princess and queen, but you're also going to be my daughter." She brought a smile to her face and turned and faced me. I finally realized how happy she was that she was going to get a daughter. The one she never got.
"Well thank you and I'm happy you have so much faith in me. I swear I won't tell anybody this, but why did he leave?" I was so curious as to why he left.
"I'm pretty sure he and Maxon got in a big fight over something, and then, well, Maxon tried to show me something that I already knew about. Well, Clarkson barged into the room and tried to get to Maxon and possible hurt him but I stopped him. Then I screamed at him about how he should be a man. Then he said something and left. Hasn't been back since." She had a sad look in her eyes, but I could tell she was relieved that he was gone.
"He used to beat Maxon, you know. With a whip." I shook my head. "And you know about his mistress too?" I didn't know about that.
"That was her you saw with Clarkson that night in the Kings Suit. I was in my own room." She chuckled.
"I'm so sorry, Amberly. I didn't know." I felt so bad for her. She deserves so much better.
"Eh. It doesn't bother me now. I'm much better off without him. He has that excuse of a queen now." She smiled again, and turned towards me.
"Do you want to like, I don't know, go watch a movie with me or something? I'm not demanding you to or anything, I just want to hang out." I nodded and she exhaled.
"Thank god! I thought you were going to say no!" I laughed out loud at that one and so did she.
"Why would I say no? I love movies! Let's go!" I grabbed her hand a pulled her up.
"Oh, and by the way America, next time close the door when you and Maxon are going at it or whatever.
It's kinda weird." She acted like she was throwing up. I slightly swatted her on the shoulder.
"The door was shut! But Kriss had barged in right before you!" I said in a whiney voice.
"And don't wear a bright pink and lacy bra with a see-through shirt!" She was laughing so hard she was practically rolling on the ground. I was the same way.
"It-" laugh "wasn't-" laugh "my-" laugh "fault!" I couldn't start laughing. Finally, we pulled ourselves together and walked to the theatre.
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