Broken

Chapter 11: The Wedding

**Americas POV

Today I was going to be forced to marry someone. I hoped that Maxon wasn't in danger because for the past couple days I have come up with a plan to help him.

My head still hurt and my back was aching, and my ribs where bruised but the pain was manageable.

A man came and got me and said "are you ready my bride" in a sarcastic tone. I nod and walk out of the room with him.

I was going to play this off like I was actually going to get married to this Erik guy, but I have a plan.

**The wedding starts

I am looking at Erik asmirk on his face. Then a different rebel speaks "we will begin now. We are gathered here today to unite this couple in holy matrimony" he says and looks at the two of us.

I roll my eyes knowing that everyone knew that this was one big joke apart of Daphnes plan. Erik reached to take my hands but I swatted them away.

The rebel continues "Do you Erik Campbell take this amazing women America Singer to be your lawfully wedded wife?" He asks Erik looks me in the eye "I do" he says with another smirk.

"And do you America Singer take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?" He asks and I could feel everyone shift in there seats and look at me "I—I do" I say.

"Now you will both sign this document in your legal hand writing to secure the marriage" the rebel says.

Erik immediately takes the pen and signs the document. I hold for a second before I pick up the pen with my right hand and push the pencil down as hard as I can at the top of the paper and tear right through the middle of it.

Then I bolt away. I ran as fast I could right through the entrance of the camp. Of course the guards at the front gate saw me, but I didn't care. I kept running. I could hear people screaming and yelling behind me but I just ran. I ran as fast as I could until I felt a sharp pain in my foot. I immediately stopped running.

The rebels were on me after that. One of them tackled me to the ground while the other one tied my hands behind my back.

When we got back to the camp they through me in my cell and told me to wait there. I couldn't even imagine what the punishment for this would be, but I couldn't focus because of the pain in my foot had become so bad at this point.

I finally took off my shoe and sock and they were soaked in blood...I had been shot. I couldn't believe it. I took one of the ripped up shirts form the corner and tied it around my foot hoping it would act as a bandage for now.

I fell asleep wondering what kind of consequences I would be facing tomorrow.

**Maxons POV

For the next couple of days I spent a lot of time with Daphne and I could tell that she thought her plan was working.

It wasn't.

I was just waiting for America to come supposedly come kill me and my mother. Until then I was just going to do what she told me to go along with whatever Daphne wanted me to do.

At this point we had taken walks in the gardens, had dessert together, gone for a horseback ride. And I hated it all. I wanted to do those things with America not Daphne.

I couldn't wait until America was back with me. Safe, and in my arms.

Hey everyone!
I am so sorry that this chapter is so short...I just wanted to get this one out. But don't worry a good one is coming!
Love you all!

Next Chapter Wendsday!☺️🤩