Hello fanfiction! This is my first time writing fanfiction so review and ask me what you want for a oneshot! Thank you smashleigh98 for saying to post this oneshot! Enjoy!
Disclaimer- I will sadly never own The Selection...
This time the alarms didn't go off. I heard a thud against my door and quiet muttering. I got up and realized I was still in my burnt orange dinner dress. My door burst open and rebels burst in. I tried to get to the balcony, but one of them grabbed me and tossed me over his shoulder. He smelled liked he'd been hiking through swamps and fields for the past few weeks… or months. The alarms finally sounded. As he started to run from my room I started to protest, but I then I saw Aspen's limp form hunched over in the hallway.
"Aspen! Aspen wake up!" I shouted. The rebel holding me started to struggle to hold on to me.
"Stay still! Or he will die too!" The rebel dug his dirty, sharp nails in my leg. I felt something drip down my leg. Continuing to struggle I kicked him in the groin. He doubled over and threw me across the hall, head first with my luck. I crawl over to Aspen, hoping he will wake up. I started to drag him towards the escape hatch around the corner when I heard an all too familiar voice yelling.
"AMERICA! AMERICA!" Maxon was yelling for me.
"MAXON! OVER HERE!" I see him run down the hallway to me.
"America! I thought you were dead!" My happiness was short lived when I saw the rebel get up and cocked his gun.
"Keep yelling and she will be," he threatened as he pointed the gun at me. He lunged at the rebel grabbing at the gun. It went off and we all froze. A searing pain engulfed my leg. I looked down at my blood stained dress. The pain was so unbearable I couldn't speak or scream. Maxon grabbed the rebel's head and twisted it sharply. A crack filled the hallway. The rebel was dead before he hit the ground. Maxon ran over to me as tears started to drop from my eyes.
"America. Let's go before more come." Maxon carried me down the hallway as I looked into his chocolate eyes once more before I passed out.
When I wake up, I find myself in the escape room. Silvia was frantically looking for something in the medicine bag. Maxon was looking at me with deep concern while Kriss was trying to stop the blood flow from my leg. Tears were going down my face. I look at Maxon, I needed some comfort.
"It will be okay America. Everything will be okay," he said, but I knew he was lying. I could see it in his eyes. He grabbed my hand. As I started to wake up more, it was clear that my leg was worse than I thought. The pain was tortuous. I have never felt anything this extreme before. Whimpering, I turned my head into the pillow. Maxon turned away.
"Silvia! Do we have any pain medicine? She needs it now!" Silvia looked up from the medicine bag.
"No we don't. We used the last of it when Lady Kriss injured her ankle. All we can do it wrap it until the attack is over." She walked over with cloth. "Lady Kriss, will you help me. If we move the leg to much we can lose more blood and we can't have that." All Kriss could do was nod. They started to wrap it but they were still moving it. Every time they moved my leg, pain was send to everywhere in my body. The Queen noticed and moved by me to stroke my hair. It felt nice, having someone care. My tears were coming faster and I screamed into the pillow.
"Shh… America." Maxon wiped my tears away. I looked up at him and saw he was in pain too. Seeing me in pain was too much for him.
"All wrapped. She shouldn't move her leg. She lost a lot of blood." Silvia walks away to talk to the King while Kriss went over to the other girls. Maxon sits on the cot, placing my head on his lap.
"M-Maxon… It hurts," I trembled. He leans down and kisses my lips. Our noses keep touching afterwards.
"I know. I wish I can take away your pain." I feel a tear drop on my face. Eventually I fall asleep.
I open my eyes to a bright light. When they adjust, I noticed I am in the hospital wing. White, clean sheets cover my body. I wonder why I am here as I get up but then I remember when I stand, and fall. There was a bullet shot into my leg. A nurse rushes over to help me.
"Lady America! You should not be standing. You have lost a lot of blood!" She sets me back on my bed. "Do not move. I must go get Prince Maxon. He requested me to alert him when you wake up." She started to walk away when I regain my voice.
"W-wait! How long have I been asleep?" My voice cracked.
"About 3 days!" she yelled as she left. 3 days? How could I sleep for 3 days? I laid my head back down and close my eyes to sink in the news. I reopened them when I heard Maxon's voice.
"America! It is nice to see you awake." I laughed.
"It's nice to finally be awake. So what is wrong with my leg?"
"Well, they got the bullet out. And they stitched everything else up. But you do have to take an easy for the next week. I know that will be hard, especially for you, but you just have to deal with it," he responded. I sat up.
"That's good. Oh, and thank you for carrying me down to the escape room."
"America, I thought you were going to die. You lost a lot of blood. I mean a lot. I thought I was going to lose you." He sat down next to me. "I don't want to lose you." He whispered.
"I don't want to lose you either," I whispered back. Our noses were touching.
"Then don't leave me," He said. Maxon leaned in and kissed me. It felt like pure magic. I responded immediately, wanting the comfort, wanting to be together – forever. His hands cradled my face and wiped a tear away. The kiss becomes deeper. I want more, and can feel he does too, but the nurse interrupts us.
"Lady America, I need to take your vitals. If they are good, you can go up to your room." After the nurse checked my vitals, I was set to go, well at least to my room. The doctor said I can't put any wait on my leg until tomorrow at least. Maxon wheeled me to my room.
"I have to go to some budget meetings, but I will be back as soon as I can. Okay?" Maxon carried me to my bed and set me down.
"I guess. Are you sure you have to go?" Truth be told, I don't want Maxon to leave. I want him to stay with me, to be with me. He sits down next to me.
"Are you saying that you want me to stay?" I look into his eyes and I just break. Tears start flowing as I wrap my arms around him and burry my head in his neck. I realized that it fits perfectly. He starts rubbing my back.
"America, what's wrong?" Maxon asked. I take in a shaky breath. I trust Maxon. He did save my life, or at least my leg.
"I'm… I'm scared… Maxon I'm scared. And I don't know what to do," Now the tears won't stop. Maxon keeps comforting me. He lied down on the bed, pulling me down too. My head lands on his chest. I can feel his heart beat calm me down, and sleep takes me.
I wake up to the sound of people talking outside. Hopping towards the balcony, I see Maxon walking in the gardens… with Kriss. My heart drops. I watch them for a little while, and finally Maxon sees me. He quickly tugs his ear, and I tug mine. I motion him to wrap up his date. He laughs and nods slightly. They start walking back to the palace. I smile. I really care for Maxon and I am excited that he is coming to see me. My thoughts are stopped when I hear a knocking on my door. I start hopping over to my door but it opens.
"Mer!" Aspen yelled. "I can't believe you left me there! You left me there to die! I saw to run over to me but after I blacked out. Then I wake up to a guard coming up to me seeing if I am actually alive!" He starts pushing me backwards. I hit the wall. "As long as I have known you, I have always- ALWAYS had you back! The one time I need you, you turn your back on me!" I see Maxon coming down hallway. "America, I could have died! And you don't even care!" Maxon is at my doorway. "And through all of this, I still love you. I still love you, Mer!" I don't know what to say. But Aspen knows what to do. He grabbed the back of my head and kisses me, hard. I didn't know what to do. He pins me against the wall. I try to push him away but he is to strong.
"HEY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Maxon yelled as he rips Aspen off of me. I slid down to the ground, not knowing what to do. They start throwing punches at one another. I see Aspen send Maxon to the floor. I start screaming. I run on to Aspen and push him away.
"GET AWAY FROM HIM!" I can hear Maxon groaning. "DON'T HURT HIM! I DON'T WANT TO BE WITH YOU! I WANT MAXON! YOU MADE ME SIGN UP FOR THE SELECTION SO WHY DO YOU WANT ME BACK! YOU BROKE UP WITH ME! I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU! I LOVE MAXON! I DON'T WANT YOU!" I screamed. Aspen gave me a death glare. He walked over to me, grabbing my neck and holding me up against the wall. I couldn't breathe.
"AMERICA SINGER I WILL BE WITH YOU NO MATTER WHAT! YOU WILL BE WITH ME EVEN IF YOU DON'T WANT TOO!" His hand grips tighter around my neck.
"Aspen… I-I can't… breathe," I choked out. I see Maxon stand up and smack Aspen in the head with my lamp. He falls on the ground. Maxon catches me. I take in a deep breath, I can finally breathe again. Guards come in and take Aspen away.
"He won't be at the palace for a long time," Maxon said. I laugh.
"I hope so."
"So I guess that was your boyfriend before The Selection."
"Yeah."
"And I take it you don't want to be with him anymore."
I nod. "I want to be with you."
"I can arrange that." I laugh again. "America?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
"I love you too."