Ok so you probably want an explanation to why I haven't posted in Forever, and truthfully I just got uninspired. You now have every right to hate me. BUT I promiseIll keep writing! Ive kind of lost all touch with this fandom for a few months, and have hardly read any fan fictions lately. What are the best? I love Maxerica but Im not to keen on the heir. I know, unpopular opinion but I wasn't as good as the heir. Well,Ill shut up and get to the story!
"Excuse me?" I asked, trying to keep my voice from rising. "There must be some mistake. I need get to Angeles to see my family IMMEDIATELY. It is extremely urgent" I told her worriedly. She looked at me for a moment, tilting her head back, thinking as though I had just asked her to solve world outrageous lipgloss almost reflected in the dim light of the cabin, making me want to punch her square in the face even more. I raised my eyebrows, asking for an explanation when she turned around.
"Let me check with the pilot and I'll see whats going on, in the mean time do you want another soda?" She asked in a mocking tone. As she started to walk back to the cockpit I suddenly forgot everything that Silvia had drilled into my head and lashed out.
"No, I do not want another stupid soda! My brother is dying and I need to know where the hell I'm going!" I said sternly, my voice growing louder with each word.
"Are you sure honey? How 'bout you sit back while I work this out with the pilot. You just sit back an relax, Please." She said timidly. That's about where I lost it.
"Do you know how much my life sucks right now? I am going through so much pain, My brother who is only ten years old may take his final breath soon, and Im not even going to be there at this rate! My husband is having an affair with someone who was once a friend of mine, so I strongly suggest that you get this through your Thick little brain to- Get off of me Maxon Shreave! Don't touch me!" I yelled with as much force as I could muster. Maxons arms restrained me from ripping Barbies head off as he sat me down on the sticky blue seat.
"Stay here. Ill go discuss this with the captain. In a calm and reasonable way I might add."He said in a surprisingly calm manner. "And this on top of everything else is to much stress to be healthy"
I was going to go pshyco on him as well but he did make a valid point. I shouldn't be putting myself through this, at least not while carrying the future heir of Ilea's throne. I sighed in defeat. It seemed as though Maxon had won yet another round. I leaned back in my seat, picturing what my life will look like in a few years.
I see a nursery, painted my favorite shade of blue. Pictures line the walls, some of him, some of my family. One of my favorites hangs just a few feet from the crib. its a picture of me and my father. I remember the exact day we took that picture to. We had gone to a local park to have a picnic. We all wore our best dresses out, and May and I did each others make up, for it was a rare occasion for us all to be together and out of the house for once. The rest of the day was a blur, but I do remember watching the sunset with Dad.
I continue dreaming until Maxon comes back a few minutes later, his hair a mess probably due to him constantly brushing it with his fingers. I immediately bolt upright and begin to interrogate him.
"What? What did he say? Where are we going? Is he rerouting to Angeles? When?" I asked, seemingly all at once.
"America, please calm down. We were on route to Columbia but I explained everything and well land in half an hour." He said, calmingly. "Now America, we need to talk, and we are already going to be here in a small room together for a while. Cant we please, just talk things out? I know that you won't believe me, and in all honesty I don't blame you. America, I love you. I have loved you since you tried to escape on your first day. I have loved you since you kicked me in places that I'd rather not say. And I love you even more that you're carrying our child. I will always love you, wether you reciprocate my feelings."
For just a moment I relished in what he said. For just a second I hid from reality and imagined that he did love me and we were going to have a perfect life. A single tear fell down my cheek, and as he tried to wipe it away, I jerked away from his touch,
"If you really loved me." Said, my voice hardly above a whisper. "Why would you cheat and kiss and say all of those things that you have just said to Kris?"
"America, I told you I made a mistake. I like her, yes and I imagine that we are great friends but I misinterpreted those feelings for love! Don't you see it, America? How many times do I need to say it? I LOVE YOU, don't you understand?!" He pleaded.
"Maxon, I don't believe you. Maybe in time I will, but for now I can't live with it. I need time. Im going to leave this plane and go see my brother, and stay there as long as I need to. You will stay on and fly back to the palace. Im sorry Maxon, but if you want me to forgive you then I need space."I said, as I left to go sit next to a sleeping May. A few minutes later we landed, and I woke her up.
"Time to go my Maybug." I said planting a kiss on her forehead.
"But Maxon-" She said, still groggy from her nap.
"Hell be flying back to the palace. I just - I need some time with my family. I may be queen, but you guys are all I have sometimes."I told her lovingly.
"You know, I don't know what happened between you two but you'll make it through. I know you will. You're Maxerica for goodness sake!" I laughed at that.
"Now, where did you come up with a silly name like that Maybug?" I asked warmly.
"Oh, I didn't come up with it. All of the magazines are calling you two that. You guys are Ileac power couple!" She said. I squeezed her into a hug as we left the plane. As we got into their neighborhood, I saw noticed something, Immedialty striking mr with hurt. I tried to hide it from May, but she saw it to soon.
"Ames, look." She said shakily, pointing to the black flag hanging out of the windows, a sign showing that a member of the community has died.
Once again I am so sorry It has taken me forever! Please give me feedback, as my writing is probably rusty.
Question-Do any of you follow Pretty Little Liars? I started watching that an thats partially one of the reasons Ive been inactive, Ive joined there fandom!
Words cant describe how much I love you guys! I was just readig some and I cried because they were so sweet! Y'all are the best!