The Additions

Chapter 4

Hello to my 5 loyal readers!
   
          Just wanted to give y'all a heads up that I needed to get a chapter out tonight, but also need to study for my ELA test. Sooooooo, I figured I would integrate what the test is over into my chapter today! So sorry ahead of time for all the figurative language. 😂 Sorry if you don't like figurative language! If you would prefer to skip the figurative language the only part essential to understanding the rest of the  story is the last paragraphs! So just skip down there!
                                                                                                  Forever R

This whole chapter will be from America's point of view!
I wake up to the wind tickling my back. Wait that's not the wind that's Maxon. I turn over to face Maxon. But before I can get a word out he envelops me in a deep kiss. What a great way to wake up! I turn over to look Maxon in the eyes, and he smiles at me. His smile radiates like the sun (similie 😂) "America you are the definition of stunning." (Metaphor)
"Oh be quiet Maxon!" I playfully slap him in the arm. " my hair is a mess after last night." I give him a wink. " and I have bags under my eyes because we didn't really sleep last night."
"Well messy hair or not I think you are beautiful." Maxon kisses me starting soft, but after I kiss back, the kiss starts to deepen automatically.
"Maxon!" I stop him before it's a repeat of last night. "It's our honeymoon! We need to enjoy it, so let's get out of bed and explore Hawaii!"
"Are you sure....." He moans.
"Yes! I think a day on the beach is just what we need!" I get up out of bed and walk over to Maxon's side, trying to grab his strong muscles and pull him out of bed.........but I'm failing miserably.
"Fine I guess we can if you want." He replies. "And stop pulling my arm, or we may have to end this honeymoon 2 weeks early!" He gets up out of bed and kisses me before we go out separate ways to change. I throw on a a more modest bikini, I don't need Maxon staring the whole time, but I don't want to look like  a grandma, so this is my best bet. It has a tropical print on the top with a ruffle and high waisted dark  green bottoms.

BOOM! (Onomatopoeia)  I hear a crash so I walk out of the bathroom and Maxon's on the ground tangled up in a 6 foot charging cord for a laptop. "Maxon how did you end up like this?" I plead.
Maxon tries to distract me "you look very beautiful in that swimsuit." He says with a wink.
"Oh please Maxon, I can see what you're doing." I reply and untangle him from the cord. "Maxon you really freaked me out! I thought you'd kicked the bucket!" (Idiom)
"America........why would I kick a bucket? That literally makes no sense." He says with a confused look on his face.
"Maxon." I put a hand on my forehead and shake my head, " did your parents never tell you what idioms are?"
"Nooooooo" He replies.
"It's a saying that isn't suppose to be taken literally."
"Okkkkk, but what did you mean by kicked the bucket?"
"It's and idiom for dieing!"
"Oh please America, you didn't really think I was that hurt?...... Did you?"
"No Maxon, I was trying to be funny, not give you a grammar lesson." I reply with a grin on my face.
"Well mrs. Schreave, I believe we have a beach waiting for us."
"Yes Mr. Schreave I do believe you are correct." We share a sweet simple kiss before heading out the door.
—————time skip (4 hours)—————
" Maxon that was so much fun!" I reply as I twirl around landing on the bed.
"I'm glad your happy."
" My royal hubsandness, what would you like for dinner?" I ask as I stand up to give him a kiss.
"I believe some  Mac and Cheese would be greatly appreciated." He gives me a quick peck on the lips as I head out to cook dinner.
I make the cheese sauce as I boil the pasta about 10 minutes later the pasta is done, and I mix the 2 together. "Maxon! Dinner is ready!"
He comes running down the stairs and before he sits down he gives me a hug and a peck on the cheeks. "Mac and cheese oh so marvelous, I'd be mad to say no ma'am."  (Alliteration)
"What was that for Maxon!"
He replies, " I though I'd spice dinner up with some alliteration." We both share a laugh as we enjoy our Mac and cheese as a married couple, it's crazy to think that I can call Maxon my husband.

We head back upstairs to get ready for bed. Then we watch an old movie series, made by this old company called Pixar. We watched the toy story series, it was great! But I hated the third one, it was so sad. "Maxon I think I'm ready to go to sleep."
" Alright my darling, you just rest, and I'll finish up some work then I'll join you in sleepy land."
"Maxon!" I yell playfully, "We both agreed no work on our honeymoon!"
"Just a wee little bit!" He puts a small space between his fingers.
"No maxon! No work!" I take it out of his hands and lay it down very carefully.
"Fine, lets go to sleep." He rolls his eyes playfully. Man how did I get so lucky?
I go to sleep to the sound of Maxon whispering, "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you." (Repetition)
Juts a reminder italics are a dream! Don't want any of y'all freaking out!
I wake up but Maxon's not beside me. Well he's probably in a meeting, signing millions upon millions of papers (hyperbole) keeping our country in order. I get out of bed to head over to the door that connects our rooms. But it's not there. Oh no! Not again! No no no no!  My worst fears were confirmed when aspen walks in the door. "Hey Mer, the baby's crying, you should probably go check on Maxon."  Aspen whispers in my ear before giving me a kiss on the head.
"Yup." I reply weakly.
"You all right Mer?" He asks me.
"Yup." I reply
"Probably just the morning sickness."
"Yeah your probably right!" Then I run out the door to the baby's room. I can't believe it! I got married to aspen, had a baby with him who looks exactly like him, named him after my true love Maxon , and I'm pregnant with the second! I can't do this. I walk into the baby's room, and the baby only looks a few months old. I couldn't handle two babies. This has to be a dream, I married Maxon! Not Aspen! I go into the corner crying, I want Maxon back.
I wake up. Thank goodness that dream is over.
"America sweetie are you ok?"
"Yeah Maxon, just another bad dream." He wraps one of his strong arms around me and smoothly smothers (assonance) me with kisses.
"Are you sure my dear?" He whispers, "I'm here if you need me."
Ok fine I give in. "No maxon, I'm not. I'm not ok." I sob into his shoulder.

Hello to my 5 loyal readers!

Sorry that  this chapter was cringe worthy, especially the idioms. 🤦🏼‍♀️ But at least I got a long chapter out! Thanks for sticking through my first book and the figurative language with me!

                                                             Love ya! 💕
P.S I will make sure to give y'all a proper beach scene, but I wanted it to be perfect, an right now I more focused on America's nightmares. Don't worry beach 🏖 scene coming soon!