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All of a sudden I hear screaming. I look around seeing guards standing all around. Some starting to shot people. It was like an awful dream for seconds that left like minutes I couldn't figure out what was going on until I looked around once more seeing red around the guards arms, but those weren't guards I realized all too late. They were rebels.

Screams filled my ears as I looked around seeing may hurt or dead on the floor. As I scanned the room only seconds had passed but it had been all too late for Celeste who was died on the floor. The room went into chaos within moments and the panic seemed to make everything harder to understand. The people didn't know who to turn to now that the guards turned out to not be guards soon made the mistake of going near the false guards seeking protection but getting nothing of the sort.

Kriss didn't make anything better she was screaming and crying and I was trying to calm her down and figure out a way to get out of the room...Alive.

The next thing I know I see a rebel guard standing in front of us. America must have seen him first because she let out a little scream which made me look up and see that his gun was pointed at me.

I look over and meet America's eyes. I'm going to die and the love of my life thinks I hate her. I can't die like this.

I looked back up at the rebel with the gun pointed at me. He was laughing amused. Then it seemed he thought of something and he switched the target for his gun. Now the gun was pointed at America.

I didn't even think about what I did next. I had realized that I would die for anyone I loved and I LOVE AMERICA. I love America. I wanted to scream it but now was not the time. If I do die at least America will know that I love her but I wasn't going to die and neither was she. Not today. Not before she knew. I jumped. I jumped in front of America and took the bullet for her. As I flew in front of her I realized I was going to die, right here right now. At least I had done the ultimate act of true love.

In that moment I had realized that it doesn't matter if America lied to me. I believe her when she said there was nothing going on between them and that she loved me. If I make it out of here alive I will marry America. She will be my Queen. NO, when I make it out of here alive she will be my dear, dearest, one and only, whatever I want to call it. I am determined to make it out alive and I will marry her.

In a way I am a liar too. I was trying not to listen to my heart as it shattered when I saw America with that guard, but it didn't really shatter then or else it wouldn't be able to shatter a moment ago when I thought America was going to die in front of me. Now is not the time Maxon, you need to cut this psychological bullshit and make it out alive.

It wasn't really up to me right now whether I was going to be alive or not because I had jumped and the bullet flew ever closer to me. The bullet struck its target.

Pain was all I could think of in that moment. Then I heard it all, the screams, the gunfire, the agony. It all seemed to blend with the pain.

I heard people cheering like they had won, and I guess they had. They had shot the crown Prince but it wasn't over yet, I wasn't dead...Yet.

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