The Untold Story-Chapter 1
After Maxon and I had gotten married, life had been going pretty well. Sure we got into our fights, but that's the nature of our relationship. Currently, we're working alongside the Northern Rebels (although now we call them the special guard) to eliminate the caste system. This way, people can actually get a chance to grow up and become doctors, instead of being doomed to being a humble six. Also, we managed to keep the Southern Rebels from attacking. I believe they mostly got what they wanted, but they are still angry at the upper class. Hopefully when Maxon approves the latest bill, things will be less tense between the Southern Rebels and the Royal Family. Speaking of Maxon, where is he? I quickly bolt out of my desk and rush down the hall. I enter the library but he's not there. I then walk downstairs and enter the dining hall and he's not there either. I continue searching until I manage to find him. He was in one of the safe rooms that we use to hide in when the castle would get attacked. He's just sitting there; looking very calm, which is very ironic, considering we almost died here. He looks up and notices me and gets up.
"Dear, what are you doing down here." He says.
"You still can't call me Dear. And I could ask you the same." I say jokingly.
"Well, I was reminiscing the night we..." He turns red and stays silent.
"Oh, um...yeah." We both stay silent for a bit and I manage to break the silence.
"So how's the bill going?" I ask.
"It's going great, it's a little hard to finish the proposal. I want the people to be very happy when I announce this."
"They'll be happy to hear the caste system being removed regardless of what you say." I joke.
"That's not true. The upper class might be a little mad because before they didn't have to work hard because they were born lucky, but now their children will have to work hard. To them, they'll think the removal of the caste system is unfair."
"But if you don't, then that's unfair to the majority of the people." I say.
"I know, I just want to explain it in a way that'll keep them from rioting. The last thing we need right now is chaos. If that happens then the Southern Rebels can easily come in and take over."
"Relax, I know you're stressed, so how about we get some tea or something?" I ask.
"I should really get back to work though." He says sadly.
"You deserve a break. Don't you wanna spend some quality time?" I ask.
"Of course I do, I just need to finish my responsibility first." He replies.
"I'll be retiring then." I say sadly and I walk away. Instead of going to our room, I go to the room I stayed in during The Selection. I lie in bed trying to keep tears from falling. I hear a knock on the door and I turn around to see that the door is wide open and Maxon is staring at me. I quickly wipe my tears and try to get out of bed.
"America..."Maxon says. I stay silent. "I was wondering where you were since you weren't in our room...what's wrong?"
"Nothing, nothing's wrong." I say.
"Don't lie, I saw you crying."
"I wasn't crying and I'm fine." I say stubbornly.
"America...if it's about my responsibility as king..." I get up and say: "I'm fine." I then close the door and get back into bed. The next morning I see there's a letter that was slipped under the door. I open it and start reading it aloud.
Dear America,
I'm sorry if I offended you or hurt you yesterday. I sometimes forget that I'm married and that I need to pay attention to you too. I was too focused on my responsibility and that was wrong of me. I should of known that you would be upset. I cannot stand upsetting you, but because of my tittle as king, I don't think I can ever find time to just be us. I miss those days in The Selection when we were just us. It's crazy how much we fought, and now that I think back on it, most of those fights were very stupid. But this time, I don't know if I can fix this. It's been a year of us being married and I completely forgot that yesterday was our anniversary. How can I be so cruel to you? I thought we would be together and be happy, but the pressure of being king has been killing me. I know it is my responsibility, but this is one of the rare times I wish I wasn't king. America, I love you and I will always love you. Hopefully you see that. Tonight I will announce the new bill, so I beg of you, let's forget about our troubles until after I announce my bill. I think it'll please you. Until then, it's best that we do not see each other. I'd hate to ruin the surprise I have in store for you because your beautiful smile made me spill the beans. Dear, I can't wait to see you in an elegant gown and I can't wait to hold your hand again. Hopefully, you feel the same.
Sincerely,
Maxon
After I finished reading it, I began to cry. He was worried so much about me that he rushed the bill. I grab a pen and a paper and begin to write. I then get out of my room and walk into his. I slip the letter under the door and walk away. Hopefully, he'll see it before he announces the new bill. One can only wait.