Broken

Chapter 3: The Dream

Disclaimer: When I write something in Italics that means it is a dream.

**Americas POV

When I open my eyes I am sitting in a dark room. I have no idea where I am.... "Maxon?" I ask. But there was no reply. I sit up and realize that I had been in a bed. Sleeping? How had I got here? But more importantly where was here?

I stand up and I feel soft dirt under my feet. Was I outside? I called for Maxon again... No reply. Again. Was there a rebel attack? Did they capture me? Was I in the palace? I decided to stop asking myself questions and figure out what was happening and were I was.

I walk forward taking one slow step at a time because it was pitch black. I put my arms out in front of me and in about 6 steps I feel a wall in front of me. I walk sideways feeling for anything. But there was nothing. I was confused....were was I? Was there even a way out of this stone room?

So I decided to wait. I sat on the cold dirt floor for who knows how long. Until a man came in. It was Maxon! I was so relieved. "Oh Maxon I'm so glad your here!"

He looks down at me and says "how in the world do you know my name? I've never seen you in my life?" He looks disgusted with me.

I shake my head "Maxon I'm your wife! What do you mean you have never seen me?" I plead to him.

"I think you have made a mistake...I would never marry a peasant like you" he says with a deep laugh.

Small slow tears start to run down my cheeks, how could Maxon say that. I was his "dear." I look up at him tears streaming down my face. "Then what am I doing here?" I ask.

He laughs at me. "What are you doing here? You are about to be publicly canned 15 times." He spat.

My heart sunk. "What?!?" I asked in disbelief. "Why would you do that to me Maxon?" I say.

"Are you stupid...your youngest son was caught stealing food from a palace truck and this is how the royal family has decided to punish him. But you said you would take his punishment so here we are" Maxon says in a cold tone.

Youngest son? Who was I married to? What does this mean? I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out.

"I'll be back in 45 min to bring you to the canning" He says and then he leaves the room.

I was so confused how could this happen. I didn't understand. If this was real how could they punish someone with a canning for stealing food! This doesn't make any sense.

I sat on the dirt floor trying to figure out what all of this meant. When Maxon came back into the room, but this time he had two other people with them. One of the men walked over to me and roughly pulled me off the ground by one arm, while the other man chained my hands together. Then I was brought onto a stage where I could see one person with a long metal stick in his hand. I assumed that is what they would cane me with.

Then one of the men took off the chains around my hands and threw me down to the floor were they then tied my hands to a block.

Someone on the stage then started talking but I drained out there words. Wondering if this was really happening. Then the man with the stick came over to me and struck my hands with the the stick. I screamed. "One" the man on the stage said. It happened again. "Two" and again "three" and then it was black again.

**Maxons POV

As soon as America hits the floor I rush over to her. "America! What's wrong?!? America wake up!" I yell but she doesn't move. I scoop her up and run to the hospital wing. Immediately the nurses start doing tests and hooking her up to machines that do who knows what! I just stand and watch praying that America is okay.

After about 30 min the nurse comes up to me and says "she is stable for now" I nod "what even happened? I ask. She shakes her head "we don't know yet your majesty but we will alert you when we get any news" she says and leaves to go back to her office.

I pull up a chair next to America's bed side and reach over and take her hand. I watch her sleep peacefully listening to all the machines keeping her alive. When I hear a the door open behind me and I turn and look to see who it was "oh hello Marlee" I say as she walks through the door.

"Hello Maxon. I came as soon as I heard." She says "will she be alright?" She asks sounding close to tears.

"The doctor said she is stable for now just, but they are still figuring out what happened." I say getting up gesturing for Marlee to take my seat.

She nods taking in what I said "oh no Maxon you need to be with her more than I do. I don't need to sit." She says

I nod and sit back down. "Marlee I don't know what I would do if I lost her" I say trying so hard to hold back my tears.

"Maxon look at me" she says. I look up at her and see the tears welling up in her eyes as well "everything is going to be okay....America is going to be okay" she says fighting so hard to keep the tears down. I stand up and hug her and that is when we both let lose, tears are streaming down both of our faces and we just stay in that hug holding each other, comforting each other when she finally pulls away she says "I'm going to let you be with her...if you need anything let me or Carter know" she says and heads for the door. I sit back in the chair and take America's hand again.

Not that much later the nurse comes out and says "you majesty I can assure you that Queen America will be well taken care of if you would like to head back to your room for the night"

I shake my head "No I would like to stay" I say very firmly. She nods her head and goes back to her office. And with that I stay there holding America's hand and listening to all of the machines connected to her tiny fragile body. Until my eyes can no longer stay open and I slowly, very slowly drift asleep still holding America's hand.

Hi again!
I hope that you all like this chapter! Just remember everything that happened in America's point of view is a dream! Anyways thanks again for reading my story!
Love you all!

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