"These wounds won't seem to heal,
this pain is just too real,
there's just too much that time cannot erase.
But you still have...
All of me."
Immortal, Evanescence
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Chapter 5
After two more hours of me totally freaking out along with the now shocked silent Maxon, the door to the hide out finally opened. I was starting to feel like a caged animal.
I needed air. Fresh air. I knew the garden wasn’t the best idea, so I needed to get to a balcony, or window, anything. I was basically running to my room.
“America! Hey, wait okay?” I heard Maxon yell after me. I stopped after I had rounded the corner. I turned and looked back at the destroyed hallway. I found Maxon, halfway down the hall running and jumping over the mess in the hallway in an attempt to make it to me.
“Geez, America. What were you doing? The safe alarm hasn’t rung,--” a high pitched sound rung out, echoing in the long halls. “Damn. That always seems to happen now.”
I giggled, “Yeah it does.” I took a long breath of the dusty, stale palace air, quickly blowing it out.
“What’s wrong?” Maxon’s face softened.
I looked down at my outfit forgetting that it was indecent. “I-I um can’t breathe. I just need some fresh air.” I put my hands around myself. “Hey Maxon?”
“Yes, America?”
“Can you walk me to my room? I,” I took my eyes down in my dress. I looked back up, and said, “need to change before anyone sees me like this.”
His eyes lit up. “Oh! Oh, yeah sure.”
We walked quietly to my room, hand in hand. Once we got there the door at the end of the hallway popped open and Kriss and Celeste were the first out of the tunnel.
Kriss just about jumped in Maxon’s arms. Crying of course. She mumbled into his shoulder, “I thought they got you! I thought they did!” She wept harder. Maxon was only holding her with one arm. His other hand was squeezed my hand harder.
“Slut.” I heard Celeste mutter under her breath after looking at what I was wearing.
Kriss let go of Maxon and instead of looking at her he looked me dead in the eyes and whispered, “I’ll see you later, America.” After that he let go of my hand. I quickly ran into my room as Celeste got her turn with Maxon fakely crying.
I closed the door and leaned against it. Tears welled in my eyes. I love Maxon, but it hurts when other girls cling to him, telling them that they loved him.
My maids were probably still down in there hide out. I walked to the balcony.
I left the large glass doors open and stepped out, letting my tears fall as I carelessly tried to wipe them away. I gripped the large stone railing. My white dress flowed behind me, like a flag floating high in the sky. My red hair whipped violently in the wind. I tilted my face into the sky breathing in the crisp winter air.
The next second a loud blast echoed through the edge of the woods. I ripped my eyes open just as pain erupted through my chest. I struggled to breathe. My vision blurred. The only thing I could see was the blue sky.
I started to blink out of reality. I felt a hot liquid spread over my chest. I moved my hands to touch my heart and the sticky red liquid covered my fingers.
“America! Oh my gosh! America!” I heard someone say. The ringing in my ears had effected how much I heard. I couldn’t turn my face to see exactly who it was.
Maxon crawled into my blackening vision. He was screaming at me, “America! Stay with me! Come on! Stay with me! Don’t do this. Don’t leave me!” He said while gently picking me up in his arms and running down the hallways to the hospital wing.
The ringing in my ears got louder as my vision faded to black.
The last thing I remember was not pain. I was peaceful, safe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
N/A:
LISTEN TO SONG ON THE SIDE WHEN SHE IS ON THE BALCONY!!!!
Hey guys! I know its short but I wanted to at least put something out there since i know you all have been waiting. and in honor of 100 VOTES!!!!!!!!
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