Disclaimer: I do not own the name or the places for those belong to Kiera Cass and The Selection.
Chapter 1: Saturday
Tomorrow I would have to make things right. Tomorrow I would have to fight for what I wanted. Tomorrow… Just hours away.
America looked up at the canopy of her bed. Her maids had left hours ago but memories of today were still running wild in her thoughts. Why couldn't she have trusted Maxon? Why couldn't she had talked to him and told him about the diary? Trust. She had broken his and she would have to earn it back. She sighed to herself for the mess that she made. Tomorrow she would have to learn to act poised like Celeste. Control her emotions like the Queen. Figure out how to do things quietly like Maxon. Smile like… Oh who was she fooling? If she only learned how to control her emotions better it would be a start.
A soft tap on her door made her sit straight up. When the door opened she grabbed her robe and swung her legs over the bed expecting to see Aspen sneaking into her room, the door clicked shut and a shadow loomed in the darkness.
"Maxon?"
"I … um… I don't think after the report my father will tolerate me seeing you during acceptable hours so…"
She patted the bed for him to sit. "So you came when everyone should be sleeping?"
"I seen the work your maids can do so I didn't think they would mind."
Even in the dark she could see how stiffly he held himself. Reaching over she turned the lamp on. "How's your back?"
"I didn't…"
"I know but while you're here I could look at it?" She offered.
"I'm fine."
"Quit being stubborn and let me see. Besides you don't want infection to set in… Or look sick for all the cameras that are lurking the halls now do you?"
"Oh we can't have that… Me not looking my best for the cameras." It was a joke. Slowly he unbuttoned his shirt while he started talking, "My father will be watching every move you make. And be sure he will have other's watching as well."
"I kinda figured that out, but it's nice that you're confirming it for me." Did he know about what he father said?
As she undid the bandages he hisses briefly then started talking just to take his mind off of what she was doing. "Monday he is planning something for each of the elite. I'm not sure what and I can't ask him about it but you can bet that he will set you to fail."
"So I have tomorrow…" She paused then scribbled something on a piece of paper before folding it. "I'll be right back."
"America?"
She turned, "Trust me… I'm not doing anything stupid or irrational. I need something and it can't wait… Unless you want to explain why you're staring to feel feverish?"
"I feel fine."
"If I don't get what's on this list I'm sure you won't feel that way after tonight." He nodded once and let her try to explain this one.
She opened the door slightly looking a bit embarrassed. "Um… Officer?"
"Lady America? Is something wrong?" He knew the Prince was in there but…
"Could you be so kind as take this to the infirmary ?"
"Is the Prince?"
"Oh no." She let the blush come to her face. "I need some personal items but I don't want to make a fuss about it."
Now the guard blushed, "I'll be back as soon as I can."
"Thank you." She shut the door and went back to the bedroom.
"Did you just tell the guard…"
"Well it is personal and I do need what I wrote down… So really I didn't lie."
He laughed, "Now if you could do that with everything else that you do you might even impress my father."
"What… But I…" She thought for a moment, "Oh, I see your point."
A few minutes later there was a tap on the door. "Lady America?"
"Oh thank you officer."
"The doctor put it in the box so …um.. "
"I appreciate it thank you." And shut the door. "I think he's going to ask for a different assignment after tonight."
"I wouldn't blame him."
Two pills were in a small envelope next to a tube of salve and a roll of bandages. Under that were a few female products just to make the story believable. "I owe the doctor my thanks in the morning."
"Hmm?"
"The guard must have mentioned my… um… personal problem… and well he sent something to make the story believable."
After he stopped laughing Maxon spoke, "Well at least I won't have to worry about the guard telling someone that I was in here for romantic reasons."
"Ha ha very funny."
After she put fresh bandages on his wounds Maxon shifted on her bed. "Do you mind if I hold you for a bit?"
"Not at all… but if you fall asleep my maids will be …"
He yawned, "Just tell the guards to wake me before the maids are scheduled to arrive. Since I'll be dressed although a bit rumpled and your well … you already covered that part… I think we're safe for tonight."
After asking the guard for what Maxon requested she shuffled over to the bed and fell fast asleep in the princes arms.
R & R always welcome. For those who have read other stories that I have wrote this will not be a long story by any means. Or at least I don't plan on it to be but that could change. For those who have not read anything of my other works I'm not good at writing first person so I hope you enjoy. Next chapter to be posted shortly.