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Chapter 8:

Maxon stood there frozen while the guards told us they were looking everywhere. He looked like he had died a little. He probably has considering he told me that she was the only one of his parents that loved him.

I took his hand into my own and turned towards him. The guards silently walked away realizing we needed a moment alone.

"Maxon?"

Her stared at his feet refusing to look up.

I cupped my hands around his cheek softly not wanting to hurt him.

"We'll find your mother. You have to stay strong though. I know it hurts, but I'm here for you and the guards look everywhere until we find her."

He just nodded his head. I knew he was hurting because Maxon normally hid his feelings even around me sometimes.

I put my hand underneath his chin and he finally looked at me. The pain in his eyes was obvious and I did the only thing I could do. I pulled him in for a hug, but this one was different. He was in my arms, I wasn't in his. I held him tightly and my hands held his head.

When we pulled apart he whispered, "Thank you."

"I know you don't want to, but we have to visit your father.

"Okay."

We started walking to the King's room. The advisors said that he had taken the news pretty well and was fine, but we still had to show our faces.

When we got to the door we didn't even bother knocking. We just stepped inside.

I wasn't prepared for what I saw.

Sitting in a seat in front of the balcony with his face in his hands was King Clarkson. On the floor was a note and the ceiling was missing much like mine and Maxon's room.

"Father?" Maxon asked with a confused expression. It was odd hearing him say that word because most of the time he call him sir.

King Clarkson quickly turned towards us with a shocked expression. He clearly didn't hear us come in.

This was the first time I have ever seen King Clarkson even a tad bit sad. Most of the time he was angry. His eyes weren't red like he was crying, but there was a dreadful amount of sadness in them.

"Maxon…" The King said his voice trailing off.

"Yes?"

"Get out, you didn't knock."

Maxon seemed extremely hurt by those words.

"Your majesty, I don't think you should shut out your only son." I said.

His face softened and I saw him look at the note.

"Alright, both of you come in." He motioned for us to sit on the bed.

We did and just sat in silence until I said, "What's in the note?"

He sighed probably knew that one of us would ask that.

"I guess she'd want you to know."

"Who," Maxon asked quickly.

"Amberly."

I watched as Maxon looked at the paper.

"How could you not tell us. She is my mother…." He said looking hurt.

King Clarkson just looked down. He just gave the note to Maxon who's hands were shaking like crazy.

"Do I open it, Mere?"

I nodded my head and watched as the letters became visible.

Dear Clarkson,

If you are reading this, I'm either dead or being held by the rebels. Either way, I am gone. Don't come looking for me because I knew this would happen. The easiest person in the royal family was me so obviously they went for it. I know that it has been a long many years, but here is my goodbye. I remember all of our many miscarriages as well as our wonderful son. Remember the joy on both of our faces when he was born? I can't believe he's grown up quickly. He'll be a wonderful ruler, give him a chance. My only wish when I die is for you to apologize tour Maxon. He never told me what you did, but I've seen a very bad side of you. Apologize to America too. You have been blind this entire time and can't see her accomplishments. Enough of the bad things and time for the good. I remember when you took me on a date. Such a gentlemen you were. We went up to the highest tower and sat on the balcony. Our first kiss was there as well. When you proposed to me, I was beyond happy. Those few months of the Selection were a few I'd never forget. I still remember our beautiful wedding and honeymoon. It was wonderful seeing you be so carefree. Of course once we got back life was busy, but you managed to make time for me. Oh and all the times with our little baby boy. I'm afraid all these memories bring tears in my eyes. All our pains and disagreements are indescribable. I know life is tough and we have to accept that. I want you to know that no matter what happens, I love you. I love you even when you yell. I love you when you're sad. I love you because you are my husband and I want you to never forget that. I love our dearest Maxon as well and tell him that he'll always be in my heart. I wish I could hug you two once more and give you both kiss, but I can't.

Goodbye my lovely husband,

Amberly

How did she know to leave this note? Where was she? There were so many questions unanswered.

King Clarkson had resumed the position of staring at the balcony.

Maxon set down the paper.

"Is she really gone?" Maxon asks with a cracking voice.

"Yes," the King asked trying to put on a brave face.

"Dad?"

"Yes son."

"I miss her already."

"She really did love both of us."

Maxon gave a slight nod. "Did you ever love her?"

King Clarkson looked so hurt that his son would ask him that. I was surprised Maxon did too.

"Yes I loved her, I still do."

Maxon got up and left the room. Oh great now I'm left alone with the King. I knew he was never going to be nice even with Queen Amberly's death, but he would at least not argue as much.

"King Clarkson?" I said slowly.

He covered his face and said, "I didn't get to tell her I loved her."

It was hard to see such a cruel person like this.

"You still can," I say.

"How?"

"Apologize to Maxon ad stop whipping him. Start acting as his father instead of some random person. Maxon is a part of Amberly; he's her son. You don't have to be extremely nice; just how him you actually care for once."

I didn't even see his expression. I walked out the room and made my way to Maxon's door.

I knocked and he didn't open. I knocked again and still didn't get a response. I walked in to see Maxon sitting in a chair with his eyes closed. I walked over and put my hand on his shoulder. He pushed it away quickly.

"Maxon, I know it hurts, but you have to be strong for your mother," I said gently.

"How does my mother love that…that idiot that's supposed to be my father. She deserved someone better. You want to know what he did to her. Every time he was mad he'd scream at her and tell her how stupid she is. He'd tell her that he didn't love her and that she was mistake. He's a damn asshole, America. Yet my mother loved him. He emotionally scarred her yet she wrote a letter to him." He was yelling right now in my face.

"I know-" Maxon cut me off before I could finish.

"You don't America. You have both your parents and siblings. I'm an only child with a parent that hurts me and another who is either dead or held by rebels. You don't know a single things about this damn situation."

I didn't realize he would say that my life was 20 times better than his. Yes, we had our fights, but he never yelled at me. A tear streamed down my face.

"You still think of me like that, Maxon? Well I don't give a crap."

Maxon's POV:

Damn it.

What did I just do. What is wrong with me. I'm a monster. I'm evil. I'm just like my father. I'm an idiot. I hurt America. My dear sweet America. She was trying to help me. I shut her out. I was so impulsive.

I watched as her red hair disappeared through the door. She slammed it in my face and I slid down onto the floor.

I put my face in my hands. How did I screw things up so quickly?

OOOOO A MARRIED MAXERICA HAD A FIGHT. You guys saw that coming ;) … right? Well anyways I hope you enjoyed that chapter and please tell me in the reviews if you want me to continue the next chapter in Maxon's POV or America's. Please also favorite and follow and as always I love you guys bunches!

PS. Who wants to know what happened to our dear Queen. MAYBE, I'll do a chapter in her POV, but only if you guys request it