Not An Ordinary Maxerica Love Story

America does it again.

So it is time for another report, but it is only King Clarkson, Queen Amberly, and me, Princess America Schreave. Maxon could not make it because he had to fly to new Asia for a meeting. So I have to give a speech and after I finished I turned around and saw that Queen Amberly and King Clarkson's face. His was angry and hers was scared. He had the cameras turned off so we were no longer on air. He stormed over to me. I must have revealed something I wasn't supposed to. "What was that!!" King Clarkson yelled. "A speech" I answered back. "I knew Maxon made a mistake when he chose you!!" King Clarkson yelled. " Whether you like it or not, I was his choice and I'm your daughter!!" I yelled back. He yanks my arm and pulls me to his office. What a bad day to wear a backless dress. "Kneel!" he says sternly. I kneel and he canes me 7 times. I whimper each time. I can't tell anyone about this; Queen Amberly doesn't know he does this to Maxon so she can't know he did it to me. I don't want Maxon to get in trouble or be hurt. "GO to your room!" King Clarkson said. I nod and quickly walk to my room.
   The next day, someone knocks on my door. "Come in, " I quietly yell. "Hello my darling, " Maxon says. "Hey, you're back, " I say. He walks over to me and hugs me and I hug him. I wince when his arms touch my back; I try to hide it hoping he doesn't notice. "America at you okay?" Maxon asks me. "Yeah, I'm fine, " I lie. "So how did the report go?" Mason asks me. "It was just a typical report, " I say. It isn't technically a lie because it's not the first time I screwed up. "Well that's great; glad to see you didn't get yourself in trouble while I was gone," Maxon says. We both let out a small, short laugh. "Why are you wearing a jacket it's like a hundred degrees, " Maxon asks. "I just thought it went with my dress, " I lie once again. "Well it's time for dinner my love, " Maxon tells me. "Ok, " I say. He puts his hand on my back while we walk. I grimace he luckily didn't notice.
    After an awkward dinner well for me anyway, Maxon once again puts his hand on my back while we walk. I grimace and I'm almost positive he noticed. He stops walking and he turns to me. "America, what's wrong, " he asks. I rub my left arm nervously and I reply, "Nothing." "America did you hurt your back or something, " he questions. "Yeah, I burned it with a flat iron, " I lie. "Alright is it bad?" he asks walking behind me. "It's not too bad, " I tell him. "Well I can take a look if you want, " he says. I know he's just trying to help but I really don't want him to know. "Really it's not that bad, " I tell him in hopes he just lets it go. He pulls my jacket off slowly. I know I can't lie about it now. "America?" he says obviously wanting to know what happened. I turn around but I can't look him in the eyes. "What happened?" he asks. "You were caned by my dad weren't you?" I nodded still looking at the ground. "Maxon I...I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want to hurt your feelings, " I say. "Why did he do this, " he asks clearly hurt. "I revealed some stuff on the report that he wasn't happy about, " I say quietly.  He walks away hurt but angry. I think he is going to the King's office. I bend over to grab my jacket and I whimper. He turns back around and helps me and then he turns back around and walks quickly to his dad's office. I walk as quickly as I can after him. "Maxon!" I yell after him. Mason storms into his dad's office. "What do you need I'm busy, "  King Clarkson says flatly. They had a pretty heated argument. One of the maids said that my mom needed me immediately so I couldn't go after Maxon. Turns out Mary broke up with her boyfriend. After that, I'm finally able to go see Maxon. He's fine. Well, he is upset and all.
   That night Maxon came into my room to well I don't know....yet. "Hey Maxon everything okay?" I ask. " I'm so sorry America, " he says sadly. "Maxon, what are you talking about?" I question. "If I had only been there you wouldn't have been caned, " Maxon tells me. "I'm so sorry." His head is hanging. I walk over and put my hands in his. "Maxon, it isn't your fault it's my own. I shouldn't have said whatever it was that I said. There was nothing you could have done, " I say gently. "No if I had just been here I could have done something, " he says. "Maxon you are way too hard on yourself. This is in no way your fault, " I tell him. "I'm still sorry about my dad hitting you and all. Does my mom know?" he asks. "Of course not I would never tell her. I didn't want to tell anybody." I tell him. "Thank you, " he says clearly grateful. I place my hands on his cheeks and he looks at me. I kiss him and wrap my arms around his neck loosely. He puts his hands on my waist pulling me close.