I pretended defeat, slouching my head so that my curls covered my activity. I place my hand in my bag, rummage for a moment, and pull out what I was looking for.
I raise the gun up to his head.
"Tell me," I said menacingly, "What you did to my husband. The truth this time."
August puts his hands up. "Stop, America, you know this isn't the answer-"
"YOU WON'T TELL ME THE TRUTH!" I scream. The china teacups on the table rattle from the noise.
I lower the gun.
"You're right," I say, calculating. I raise the gun up to the ceiling. "You would sacrifice yourself for your family. There is no chance you can sacrifice now. Answer or I pull the trigger."
"America, please." He begs.
"One...
"Two-" I count.
"OKAY!" He caves in. "I did it. Please, don't hurt my family."
"Why?" I ask, "You didn't get what you wanted? That's it?"
That's what I'm doing. I realize. Trying to kill him for Maxon.
But Maxon would do the same. He would save me.
I lower the gun to meet August's face.
"You shouldn't have pulled that little stunt."
I pull the trigger.
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It Didn't Take Me Long to Love You~~A Selection Fan Fiction
FanfictionDid you ever want to know what happen after The ONE. Travel into everyone's point of view thought love, hurt AND hurt. If you haven't read The Selection, The Elite, or The One, please don't read this for spoiling purposes. -Intelligence Required