I acquired the news that America had disappeared. My immediate thought was that the person who came for me came for her. I had been pacing around my hospital bed with a cane, of course, for hours, until someone came to my bed and told me the news.
Someone brought the kids in.. I hugged them very hard. No one would separate me from them again. I swore on it.
Once America came into the hospital, I immediately "ran" over and squeezed her in my death grip. She understood that my hug wasn't one hundred percent joy. She knew my anger fueled that strength.
"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?" I screamed until my lungs hurt.
"I was protecting you." She stated calmly.
"You could have been killed. You could have been kidnapped. You could have been tortured. You could have been-" I stopped. We wouldn't go there.
"I, Maxon, wasn't the one who almost got killed."
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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
