(America's POV)
After the rebel got off me and I tried to run away but the rebel grabed me by the waist and threw me back into the bed.
"Oh you ain't going anywhere, lay back down. Now!" He said forcfully.
I peeked a look at Maxon. He looked so angry. His face was red with a layer of sweat covering his forehead.
Then another rebel came to me and started kissing my neck. His hands wait to my waist then travelled down to my thighs.I tried to push him off but failed again. Then i kneed him in the groin. Hard.
I saw some movement at the corner of my eye.
"AMERICA!" It was Maxon. He was out of the rebels grip and was coming for me.
The rebel that was with me slaped me and started to kiss me. I tried to get him off one more time but instead blood splattered everywhere. A bolt was shot into the side of his head.
I let out a piched scream. Then all of a sudden everything went black.
