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"It going to be fine, my dear. This is just a normal rebel attack." Maxon whispered as he pushed me forward. Why couldn't he just tell me the truth? We were lost in the woods and the rebels was hunting us down. This wasn't a normal rebel attack. "The guards gonna find us and save us and the baby."

I could feel the little one kick in my belly and it brought tears to my eyes. Off course something like this would happen now. When I i finely were happily married to a man I loved and waited his child.

"I love..." I begun, but Maxon didn't let me finish.

"Shout up! I'm not letting you die. Not now that I've finely..." he almost screamed. I could almost hear his tears falling the the floor. How could this happen?

Maxon was swearing under his breath as he dragged me forward. The forest seemed to get ticker and ticker. I wasn't sure if that was a bad or a good thing. I could hear sound over, in front, back and beside me. All I wanted to do at this point was give up.

"Maxon, please. I can't run anymore. We have to face it. I'm slowing us down. Leave me behind." I felt like puking. The baby kept kicking inside me and Maxon kept dragging me forwards. I really didn't feel like dying like this. Running away like a coward. If Maxon let go of my hand I could save him.

The sound of a stick breaking in front of us made me jump. Maxon stopped and held me close as a stranger walked up to us. The stranger had long dirty hair and smiled at us. "Hello there"

"Don't touch her!" Maxon sneered. He was breathing fast and his hands was shaking. I could almost feel his fear, and I guessed the stranger did too. The smile on the strangers face scared me. It was like he liked this. Having us in a corner like this. I held my hands to my stomach.

The stranger scanned me from top to toe. He stopped at my stomach. "She's pregnant."

I heard a girl laugh behind me and I turned around. She could be more than fifteen years old. Her blond her was wild and waived inn the wind. I couldn't put my finger on it, but she looked strangely familiar. It was something about her brown eyes and girly look.

"Oh joy, the princess is pregnat. Now tell me; is it a little Maxon jr or is it a girl? I bet it's a Maxon, don't you?" she grinned. Why was she so familiar? I've never seen her before. I think...

"Please, leave her alone. Can't you show a pregnant lady mersy?" Maxon bagged. Tears was streaming down my face while Maxon got a hold of my hand. "She haven't done anything wrong."

"That's true, my dearest prince. We won't kill her nor do we want to hurt her. I'm sorry to break it to you, but you're not that lucky." the girl purred. Her words hit me like a train and I couldn't breathe. They were about to kill Maxon. I finely won him back and they thought they just could kill him.

Maxon held me back. "This is not the fucking time, my dear." he whispered stressfuley.

The guy fished up a gun from his belt. Maxon turned to me and looks me in the eyes. His eyes are full of tears, love and fear. Fear for me and what's coming next. "I love you, America."

These four words was the last words Maxon said before the bullet hit his back and killed him. He fell over me and I couldn't hold both of us up. I fell to the ground with Maxon on top of me. His blood was everywhere. So was my tears.

"No no no no! Dear God, no!" I cried out. I was almost blinded of all the tears in my eyes and the weight of his dead body on top of me was almost unbearable. "Please don't be dead. Please Maxon, talk to me. You're crushing me, dear."

He didn't talk or move. I didn't want to move or talk, but I had to move him away from me. His dead eyes was staring right at me. They wouldn't ever look at me with love ever again. The chocolate was still there, but it was cold as ice. Blank, nothing, dead.