Chapter 14
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Chapter 14 – Shared Feelings
Finally! I hear Maxon knock on my door after an entire hour of waiting. In the week I've been at the castle, he has come to my room every night and has never been this late. I walk to the door, open it, and say, "What took you so long?"
He walks into my room and I know that something is wrong, he is upset. He sits on my bed and simply says, "Sorry."
"What's wrong?" I ask, walking to sit next to him.
"I'm just stressed. There's everything going on politically, and on top of that Kriss wants to start fighting with me."
"What do you mean. What's going on politically?" It pains me to ask, knowing that whatever answer he gives I am obligated to tell Georgia.
"There's still fighting between us and the Southern Rebels, America. I can't just forget about how they kidnapped you." He says, beginning to get angry because of the subject. I put my hand on his back, but it feels foreign and wrong since he is no longer mine. Instead, I look around for something to help make him happier. I see the door to my balcony and all the memories we shared there begin to rush back, making me miss him. Closing my eyes, I do my best to push them as far away as I can.
Walking to the balcony I say to him, "Do you want to get some air? The moon looks beautiful tonight."
He smiles and walks outside with me following him. Standing there with him in silence, makes me feel closer to him. Again, I push these thoughts and feelings away, but it's harder this time, and hurts so much more. When I finally open my eyes, Maxon is looking at me.
"What are you doing?" He asks with a huge grin on his face.
"Feeling the breeze."
"With your eyes closed?"
"Obviously." I say, the grin transferring to me.
"Don't let me stop you, it's cute." He says, making my heart pound. Suddenly, I get a feeling that I know what he and Kriss were fighting about.
"Maxon, what were you and Kriss fighting about?" I ask, my curiosity getting the best of me.
"You." He says, confirming my suspicions. My face begins portraying all my emotions, but I don't care enough to stop it. My heart begins to race. I try to calm myself down, but it doesn't work.
Sensing this Maxon elaborates, "She's not mad at you, she just thinks that I still have feelings for you."
At this, my heart is pounding, but I know what I must ask. I deserve to know.
"Do you?" I hold my breath waiting for a response.
His actions are my only affirmation as he leans in for a kiss. With his lips on mine, I forget the responsibilities and the pain of my current situation. I give myself up to one of his delicate kisses that I miss so much. He pulls away, bringing back to reality. I want to kiss him again. I never want to stop kissing him. In one instant I am in love with him all over again, making me question if I ever wasn't.
Hugging me, he says, "America, I'm so sorry."
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