Summary of chapter 3: America ran away from the hospital
America's pov:
With my hair golden brown, and with my tanned skin, I look like a completely different person. I'm lounging on the couch, when a doorbell chimes, Celest is in the shower, so that means I have to get it, ugh! When I open the door, i see no other then Maxon, and the guards.
"What do you want?" I say in a fake southern accent.
"Is Lady Celeste here?" Aspan asks.
"Why should I tell you?" I retorted, still keeping my rude demure.
"We-" aspan starts, but Maxon cuts him off. He pushes me to the floor, and kicks me. "Tell me you b****!" he yells. My head is POUNDING. It's not letting me see straight, and it makes me want to vomit. Aspan seems to recognize me, and to keep my cover, I quickly say, "I'm not going to talk to you. If you want answers, I'm talking to him." I point at Aspan. Maxon starts to argue, but in the end he caves. Everyone leaves the room and Aspan quickly speaks.
"What the hell? Why are you like this? What if he notices you?"
"He's cheating on me, and I needed to get away. He's controlling nowadays, and he kicked me. When I have the chance, I'm divorcing him." I say resting my head on my hand.
"I came here to find out where you are, because your getaway car, it's Celeste's. So I need answers on how you ran away, and where you could be."
"Say that I ran away because Maxon is a horrible person, and that i didn't like it when he cheated on me, and because we're growing apart." I Informed him.
Sorry this chapter is short, I think this fanfiction is going down hill, and it might be bad for a while, I'll try to make it good.