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By the time i had finished writing the note my full length night grown was cut in a uneven hem around my knees and i had cuts all over my left arm and some on my right with blood oohing through them.

With all this pain all i could think about was Maxon. I was about to die and my husband the only man i ever loved will for the rest of his life will cherish me in his bad dreams nightmares and ill will.

Quiet tears escaped down my cheeks as i signed below the note.

I quickly stole a glance at our wedding photograph stationed at my desk. Both of us were smiling contently. No force would pull us apart. But now the circumstances are that a stupid rebel was pulling me away from Maxon.

"Goodbye princess, i hope you have a wonderful time. See you in hell." With that he positioned the knife at my neck.

The last thing i remember is a loud gunfire sound. The black dots covered my eyes all i could see was the sunset me and Maxon shared at Bahamas.

I saw my life flash past me. My mom, teaching me to sing, dad claiming he was very proud of me, May jumping around, Gerard playing the ball, Kenna and James holding Astra, Kota leaving the house. Aspen and i in the treehouse. Maxon sitting on the bench while I cried, on the first night i arrived at the palace. Marlee being canned. The Halloween party, Maxon dancing with me. The day Maxon said he loved me and wanted to marry me. The day he proposed me. Our wedding...

~Maxon~

I paced along the safe room trying to think about a way to know where America was and then it struck me the CCTVs. We had recently installed them in and around the whole palace. No one knew the passwords except the head of security Adam and me, of cource.

"Adam," i called

He came forward and bowed, "Your Highness?"

"Get me the live CCTV footage right now." I commanded.

"But.."

I glared at him and he pulled out a screen.

"Show me the third floor and America's room."

He obeyed.

What I saw made me want to jump over from the palace roof. Made me want to pull my eyes out. Made me want to kill everyone in this room. Made me...made me want to cry.

It was America being dragged by two rebels, with a bloody arm and neck. Tears rolled down my cheeks.

My America. My queen. My love. My heart. My wife. My...friend. Had given up on life. America had died. I being the king could not help her. Could not save her.

Just then Aspen shot the guards and America lay there helpless and...lifeless. Aspen ran towards her and kelt down beside her. His eyes widened and that was like a proof she wasn't alive.

It felt as if all the life had been sucked out if me. The world had turned upside down. I felt pukish. All the good in the world was gone. Everything was dark and evil.

Kriss was sitting beside me. She gave me a smile and embraced me. She pulled away our lips millimetres apart and I leaned in, I felt desperately lonely, and kissed her. Hungrily.

It was after months i had kissed someone else apart from America. But now that she was gone...

I forgot about the guards and rebels i just kissed her.

After a while a guard informed that the attack was over. I didn't mention America. I just quietly headed towards my room.

I opened the door and Aspen stepped in the hallway.

"Your Highness, America-"

"I know. Please don't remind me."

He looked at me confused. "Shes in he infirmary."

I assumed her body was kept there waiting for burial.

I nodded. I pushed the door open and cried my heart out.

I had list America. I would still live but there was no meaning to my life. I thought about her face in the shining moonlight the first time i ever saw her. The walk with her in the gardens. The way she'd befriended me. When she told me she'd been hungry before. When I promised her i would not eliminate her till the final three.

Our first kiss and the second for which she invited me. Our little dance on the honeymoon. Our little fights after The Report. Our rain dance on the roof. The way she looked in her red gown when she tried to seduce me for the first time.

The way i missed her when she buried her father. The day when I told her she was The One. The way she cried when I told her i wouldn't marry her because of Aspen.

Her eyes when i proposed her with my arm wounded. Our wedding the trip to Bahamas. Her worries, the ceases when she found out i cut my finger.

And then finally her dead body carried by the rebels.

I don't know how much time had passed but mostly half of the day had passed as stars were rising.

I finally willed myself to walk to the infirmary to see her face for the last time.

I passed the guest room and saw Kriss, frustrated making her way back to her room. She didn't see me and I was happy for that.

I walked to the infirmary and asked a guard.

"Where's America?"

He shook his head and got back to his work.

I walked deeper into the infirmary and asked if America was here.

Everyone shook their heads saying nothing and i didn't even push them.

All of them had list someone important. Someone special

That it for know i hope you like it