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Hello darlings ...
I Had to let you sit in you misery for a little bit!
Everything will make sense i a little , but for now...
MAXON POV
Kissing Elsie made my body feel good but my heart heavy. America has only been dead for two days and i am kissing another girl. I don't think she would like that very much.
Why did she have to die!? I should be the one dead, not her! She died saving me, and i sat and watched the whole thing happen. I am such an idiot, why didn't i realize she was the one? Why did i have to lose her? I loved her with everything in me, and i didn't realize it in time to tell her.
Perfect, just perfect.
Elise must have noticed my mind was wondering, "Maxon, sweetie. You ok?" she looked into my eyes. Gosh, she was sweet, and pretty. She didn't compare to my America though, "Yeah," i said, but my mind was somewhere else.
We continued kissing. My lips were acting without my brain. "Maxon, clearly you need some time," I tried to interrupt her, but she stopped me, "And i understand, completely!"
She kissed my forehead, "Goodnight dear."
She shut the door. I breathed deep, what's the matter with me.
The angel and demon on my shoulder argued.
''You are behaving like America never existed.'' the other retorted, "Yeah, but she's not coming back! Elise is sweet, pretty enough, agrees with your father, and she tried to save America."
I wasn't convinced, i feel like i am betraying her in some way.
"MAXON! Wake up! America is gone, Elsie is staring you in the face, willing and ready to marry you. Even though she knows your heart belonged to America." the other replied, "America has your heart still! You are not ready for Elise, you will just hurt her. Give it some time Maxon."
Elsie was smothering my hurt for America, and right now that feels a lot better than my broken heart that's continuously throbbing.
I sat up, and just stared at my wall.
AMERICA POV
I can't believe this, WHAT THE HECK IS MAXON DOING?
You know what, i'm done. My heart has been ripped in two, one to many times. I loved Maxon with all my heart, i thought he did to, then i find him doing this behind my back. Was he doing this the whole time he was with me? Was any of it even real?
The tears started coming, but i kept my breath calm. He wasn't going to find me. No. The second i get the chance i am leaving this horrid, wretched place and going as far away as possible.
I heard the door shut and a deep breath from above, now Maxon was alone. I was half tempted to confront him. I slid my body over to expose myself, but i stopped.
If this is the way Maxon wants it, that i am his plaything along with the others, then i was so wrong about him. No, i'm done here.
MAXON POV
God, i am so stupid, and i slammed my fist on my desk. I leaned up to look in the mirror, the man i saw was so different. His face was solemn not full of excitement, his smile gone, his eyes, missing the twinkle that was in them. Those things came with happiness, and love. The two things that were taken from my life the moment she died.
I remember that night...
We discovered the poison was in her, and then the gates came open. I grabbed her and ran with everything in me to the infirmary.
I saw a nurse and yelled, and told her what happened. She nodded, and immediately put her in an IV to remove the poison. Eventually the doctors had her plugged into to many devices. I watched her pulse on the monitor. She had passed out, but every-time i touched her her pulse went up. That made me smile.
She started to wake up, "Hey darling." i replied, "Hey beautiful." she giggled.
Then the doctor walked in. Smiled at her, then told me to get some rest, they will inform me if any change, but i told him i wasn't going anywhere. Shaking his head, he motioned to me.
I walked over, "Maxon, i don't think she is going to make it, the poison was in to deep. She is slipping in and out of a coma." once he finished that sentence i felt my heart stop, then heard beeping. I turned.
I wasn't because my pulse stopped, it was because her's had.