So today is the big day. We are hiding in the woods getting ready to rampage the castle. I'll be looking for Maxon, and if he go rid of Kriss I stay, if he hasn't he better be ready kiss my ass goodbye. The thought of leaving him though leaves my heart shattered. The outfit I'm wearing makes me feel like Katniss from the Hunger Games books. I'm wearing all black, and the fabric looks more like an armor material of some sort. I have angel wings sprouting from my shoulder plates, they're black that fades into a deep shade of red. My shoes are red as well as my belt. I smile at the image of Maxon's surprised face, playing in my mind.
It's almost time. We launch at 7 o'clock, and it's 6:56 now. No 6:57. My breath comes quicker, and shallower. I'm hyperventilating. Closing my eyes I demand myself to take a deep breath. I sit there taking gulps of air, slowly calming down and breathing normally again.
6:59
Seconds now.
5...
4...
3...
2...
1...
The first group bursts out from their hiding, scaring the guards. They shoot, but it's too late. They knock them out cold, and the rest come charging towards the castle. I stride through the entry and up the stair, my long black cape dragging behind me. I hear gunshots from downstairs, screams fill the eiree darkness of the halls. Making a sharp turn I flip my cape, giving off a more dramatic feel. I reach the door to my old room, then quickly whip around when I hear the cries of my babies.
Oh how could I have ever left them?
I sprint down the halls to where the nursery is. I kick the door in, and glance in. Maxon is there a gun pointed at the door. His eyes hold fierceness to them, giving him a freakish look. His honey blonde hair is tousled, and his clothes ragged. I lock gazes with him, tears welling in my eyes. The anger doesn't leave his face. I hear footsteps behind me, then a click. I look at the gun in Maxon's hand, it's in place for a shot.
"Maxon please, you don't understand." I cried.
"I understand perfectly! You ran away leaving me to care for the kids! Making me hurt Kriss!" He bellowed.
"Had you not cheated and hurt me in the first place we wouldn't be in this situation right now," I stated.
"Oh really? How did you find out in the first place, huh?" He asked, a little harsher than nessisary.
"My dad!" I spat.
"Don't make me shoot you," He warned.
"What the hell did I ever do?! Do you see a gun on my person? No!" I screamed, angered to the max.
Tears slowly trickled from my eyes.
"I love you Maxon," I said softly. "And I always will."
My vision was blurring from all the tears falling down my cheeks like a waterfall. The last thing hear is a gun shot, the last thing I see is Maxon crumpling to the ground.
Moaning I sit up, Maxon is sitting next to me asleep.
"I thought you died," I whispered to myself.
He blinked, and looked at me disbelief clear in his eyes.
"You're alive!" He smiled.
"And apparently you are too."
"What?" He asked.
"Someone shot you, because you were about to shoot me," I cried.
He reached for my hand.
"Don't touch me you cheater!" I yelped.
"Cheater?" I asked obviously confused.
"Wait," I say looking at my surroundings. "Why am I in the hospital?"
"Kota shot you," He stated.
I sigh in relief. "It was all a dream." I laugh.
"A bad dream is my guess."
"You're not kidding, you were cheating on me for Kriss, my dad was alive and so was the child we lost, and you died!"
Maxon laughed. "Well you don't need to worry about me cheating on anyone, because you're forever the one."
"I love you Maxon," I say leaning into him.
"I love you too my America."
He wrapped his arms around me in a comforting hug, I smiled happy for my life to be back to normal.
So, it was all a dream! Didn't see that one coming huh? Keep calm and read on. ;)
