Hello, this is a new story and I will continue it if you guys like it. I have the next three chapters ready, so every time I get five reviews I will post the next chapter! Please check out my other story, Fairy Tales Don't Always End Well, alsl check out the story I'm co-writing with Maggie657, New Romantics. ENJOY!
"MAXON! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD DO THIS! WHY WOULD YOU CHEAT ON ME, WE'RE MARRIED FOR GOD'S SAKE! IF YOU ALWAYS LOVED KRISS, WHY'D YOU KEEP ME IN THIS CAGE IN THE FIRST PLACE?!"
"[DARN IT] AMERICA! WHY DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND, I LOVE YOU!"
"YEAH RIGHT!"
"YOU SHOULDN'T BE YELLING, YOU CHEATED ON ME WITH ASPEN FOR MONTHS!"
Me and Maxon were having 'complications'. I had found a letter from Kriss on his nightstand. It looked really recent and I couldn't believe he would just throw me away like a piece of junk! Maxon was furious at me.
"GOD AMERICA, WHY DID YOU MARRY ME IF YOU DON'T TRUST ME?!" He was so mad, but what came next was not what I was expecting. Maxon stepped forward and his hand made contact with my cheek. I couldn't believe Maxon had slapped me. The hit sent me backwards into a corner of the room. Maxon realized what he did and horror settled onto his face.
MAXON POV
I couldn't believe what I had done. I had hurt my sweet America. She huddled in the corner and I ran to her. I reached out to her and she cowered. There was fear in her bright blue eyes. She got up and ran out of the room. I ran after her, but she was too fast, even in her heels. She flew past the guards and out the doors, into the country. I slowed at the door, knowing I would never catch her. I reached out my hand towards her and sunk to my knees. A guard ran up to me and asked if I was okay. I shook my head weakly and waved him away. Tears streamed down my face as I watched her silhouette fade into the skyline.
AMERICA POV
That slap was all it took for me to take off. At first I wasn't sure where. I couldn't go back home, Aspen was married now, and every other place I could think of, Maxon would guess instantly. I decided that the safest place for me to hide would be as an Eight on the outskirts of Angeles, since I probably couldn't walk all the way to another province. I realized that I had taken nothing with me, no clothes or money, I was really going to live like an Eight. My experience as a five would help though, I knew that money didn't grow on trees, and if I was going to survive, I would need to spend money carefully. I reached the outskirts of Angeles and found a long, grassy meadow that I decided I would live in. A small town was not far away, and the town had a grocery store, a bakery, and a tailor. Everything I would need. I started to work on my home, which would not really be a home, just some woven grass mats made into a hut, and a mat for me to sleep on. This was much different from the palace, but it was all I had. I finished my house and walked inside, I probably would have no food for at least a week, probably more. It was much too risky to try and find work when someone could recognize me. I took off my ballgown, I was wearing a plain gray slip dress underneath, this would help me blend in with the local citizens. I put my ball gown in the corner of my hut, a reminder if what used to be.
Hehe, see why I chose the title? Remember, I will nit post the next chapter until I have five reviews, so start reviewing!
Love,
Hannah