OK i am extremely sad, only one of my lovely readers review my last chapter was it really that bad :( LOL i didn't think so, but please let me know if u guys dislike something i do ill do my best not to do it again!
I woke up in my room, Maxon was quietly sleeping next to me. I turned over to face him, he is so handsome. His beautiful eyes, looked so sweet closed, his perfectly chiseled nose above his soft lips. I couldn't help my self, I leaned over to kiss him. As i did so he rolled on top of me, kissing me before i got the chance.
I was sweet, yet extremely passionate. I felt his hand on my back, gently rubbing it. I wanted to push him of to mess with him, but my arm prevented me from doing so.
"Maxon," i mumbled as he kissed my jaw, "You are every sneaky." i laughed.
"I know," he murmured. "But my darling no matter how much i would like to continue, i am dying of hunger," i teased. "Fine," he said, but then looked deeply into my eyes, and placed his lips on mine, causing me to shiver how intimate that kiss was.
Eventually we got up. I walked over to the mirror, God i was pale, i was so skinny i had lost most of my figure, and my arm . Maxon saw the disappointment in my eyes and walked over to me. "Darling, you look gorgeous," placing his hands on my hip. "You and i both know that's now true," i whined with my eyes watering up. "Would i lie to you?" he asked running a hand down my uninjured arm, my mind was a blur when he did that, and i blurted out "no." "There, now you see, you are the most beautiful thing i've ever seen." he paused kissing my neck, then quietly whispered in my ear, "would you like to get some food?" i nodded, and started to get dressed.
The rebels that were captured are in interrogation. They are very stubborn to get information out of, especially their leader. Well, he isn't the true 'Leader' of the rebels but he was a commander over a Northern province of rebels. He knew information, and we needed it desperately. '
Walking down the hallway Maxon and i passed a rebel, heavily guarded. He was one of the ones who tied my hands. The looked at me, straight in the eyes and gave me a slight smirk. Why did he do that? I didn't like it. They lost the battle, something didn't feel right.
Maxon must have noticed my confusion and asked, "What's wrong darling?" I shook my head, i wasn't ready to be put on some medications for my actions towards a smile. If he knew something so simple bothered me, he would tell the doctors and i would go back to being drugged under the impression of PTSD or something of the sort, and i was not ready for that. So i just said it was nothing and focused on getting some food.
The table was covered in all sorts of decadent items. I filled my plate with fruit, meat was not very appealing to me. The fruit was fresh, and topped with a bit of sugar and lemon juice for a sweet, tangy taste. The pastries were filled with all sorts of jams and were still hot from the oven, the OJ was just squeezed, making my meal taste like a rainbow in my mouth. Maxon sensed my enjoyment and smiled.
The Celeste and Elise were just arriving when we finished our food. I excused myself, and although i did not know it i was followed by Maxon.
I walked out to the gardens, leaned on a tree, closed my eyes, and inhaled a deep breath of fresh air. It filled my lungs, rejuvenating me. I felt life and energy come back to me. I was so embedded in the air, i didn't realized i had company, "Wow," he breathed, "I thought i'd never see you back to your old self." I looked up, it was Maxon, " Well the Angeles does something to you." i laughed.
He wrapped his arms around me, and was leaning in for a kiss when he stopped, looking directly behind me. I turned and could not believe my eyes. It was all i could do not to scream.
It was Kriss, she was in a mans arms, passionately embracing each other. What i could not wrap my mind around is who she was with. I felt my head start to spin, and if Maxon were not there i might have fainted.