Guys, we have to talk. I got 150 reviews. I. AM. JUMPING. UP. AND. DOWN. OMG I literally wasn't even expecting this. Like literally. I didn't realize how close we were. Then I just looked and saw I had 150 reviews! I'm really happy because I normally don't talk too much about getting a certain number of reviews. I personally never really minded how many I had because I felt that I know people around this world are actually reading my story and that's all I ever could have asked for! It's so cool, because I have nearly twice as many reviews as the fanfiction before this. Plus this one is nearly two times shorter! I want to give a shout out the 150th reviewer which was b. loves. books who has reviewed a lot for the story and has written some great ones herself. All of you guys are amazing for reviewing so many chapters and just contributing. Okay, so I'm done with my rant. Sorry if this was super long, it's just that you all deserve hugs. I'm a hugger :P
PEETAMELLARKLOVER123 : I love it too and Piano buddies ;) I'm glad you liked this chapter and I agree, TFIOS is literally just too sad.
theoneforever : Aww I'm you liked it and I hope you liked this chapter! Thanks so much for the review :)
fantasybookgirl : That's our favorite boy right there ;) I'm glad you liked it even though it was short and I hope you like this one!
Guest : I listened to it on repeat for literally a week and I still am addicted. It's just an amazing song! I'm glad you liked the chapter and I hope this was a pretty quick update!
Theselectedwriter : I have a feeling this chapter might be a bit more.. exciting ;)
b. loves. books: First, thanks again for being the 150th reviewer! You've been reviewing so many chapters and I really appreciate it. I sat down and read all your fanfictions, and tbh I love them! I'm in all the fandoms so it was perfect to read. I just really like how realistic you could be with the situations. I'm glad you love the song because I do too ;) I love the song so much on piano and I don't take voice lessons, (clearly not very good here), but I'm learning how to sing it and I'm actually happy I'm getting the high notes pretty well. I have a lot to work on, but somewhere there. I can sing pretty low, but not too high so this was a challenge. I'm working on smoothing out my head voice because I think birdy uses hers at some parts. I kinda like angry Maxon and idk why! The answer to your question is in the chapter below. Sorry this is so long, but I hope you liked talking :)
Dhenn618 : I'm glad you liked it and how was your camp? Thanks for being here for nearly all the chapters. Your support is amazing!
Chapter 33:
Maxon and I walked hand in hand to the room where apparently the people were kept. When we walked in random strangers were inside. In suits.
A guard cleared his throat. "Your majesties, these are members of the guerrilla."
I tried to keep composed, but so many questions were flying through my head.
How did they come? Why were they here? What do they want?
Maxon protectively placed his hand around my waist and pulled me into him.
The guards moved to the side so we could see them. They had 'guards' as well.
The man in front of us was smirking.
"America," he said winking.
My eyes narrowed and I broke away and put my hands on my hips. I may not like titles, but these people could kill us. I wonder how they got the guards to keep us in the same room. A group of advisors trailed in before I said, "Excuse me, who are you."
The room was quite spacious. There were chairs and a table all of good quality for us to sit on.
"Already so eager to know who I am, I'd say Maxon has competiton," he replied with a confidence that was over competitive.
"Your interpretations are amusing and bold. Everybody knows my love for King Maxon is indescribable. If you dare say otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to talk as freely." I emphasized the King part because his behavior was awful.
Maxon strongly looked into his eyes and replied, "I'm afraid Queen America isn't open to another man. I guess I get my beautiful wife and our son. Surely you've heard."
"We have," He replied his smirk dropping.
"My name is Denver Echolo and the people by my side and I are all a part of the Guerrilla which you were told."
"Why are you here," Maxon asked.
"So many questions, King Maxon," he snarled.
"We're here to negotiate," he continued.
"Why don't we sit down, I'm Axle by the way," another younger man said. He seemed like a tiny bit younger than Maxon.
Axle had blond hair that was really light. Not warm and golden like Maxon's, but slightly chilly and more on the white side. Denver had dark brown hair and brown eyes. He looked like he had a major part of all of this and he really wanted to come meet with us.
"As you know from our videos, we have certain things we want. No we don't want to hurt you weak royals, but rather bring something more for the country. "
"Advancement," I said not leaving his eyes. They were so dark without a drop of change. So undercover it was confusing.
"You clearly don't know much of the levels of advancement we have. One word simply can't describe the echolo we have."
"Quite self-centered to use your last name as the word describing the guerrilla's qualities," Maxon said.
"Oh no, I'm not that self-centered. My father created this group and he named it. Ever heard of technology? Well we have some good stuff."
"I'm sure the genes run through the family."
He smiled and said, "Queen America is going to come see it all. We have a proposition made where our leader is. Overseas. You'll be surprised at the amount we could help you. We've been taking your supplies because we need it for ourselves. Our life is a lot more in depth then you all understand."
"Absolutely not and why my lovely wife," Maxon said loudly, but not irrationally. He was composed which I admired.
"Because there are connections only she will truly understand."
"What connections?" Maxon asks.
"Ones we discuss in private and not over the table in a room with many people with big mouths and un aware notices."
"I'll have you know that I just gave birth our child and King Maxon left for a month because of you all so that request is out of the question." I said standing up.
"Who's selfish now," he said.
"You know you're dying to know who we are, what we want, and how to stop us. This is the answer. I'm positive you'll be satisfied with the proposition we will make and it will not only be the perfect choice, but a way for this country to become better."
My eyes suddenly softened. I had to do this.
"You all have absolutely no idea how this feels," I said looking down.
"What do you mean," Axle asked.
"Leaving your husband and the baby you just gave birth to, just because you have a duty to the country," I said looking into Alex's gray eyes.
Maxon literally froze and stood up. He gently took my hand and led me to the hallway and before closing the door said, "We'll be right back."
I'm surprised the advisers haven't said anything yet. Probably because Maxon scared the crap out of them today.
I'm excepting him to yell at me and prepared to fight back, but instead he kisses me. He mutters, "too much."
"What?"
"There's too much we have to do for this country."
"I know," I nodded.
"America Shreave, as much as I want to object I know you. I know that you will not refuse this, but I hope you know you will not be alone. I'm coming there, okay?"
"Maxon-," I start.
"No, it's final. No more than a week too, we need to be back here with Declan. I'm not leaving you," He said his eyes glazed.
My lip quivered before I leaned up and kissed him again. My hands around his neck. When we broke apart, our foreheads were touching each other.
Someone cleared their throat behind us. Our heads both turned and my arms were still wrapped around Maxon's neck.
"You might want to come back in," Denver said.
I smirked and looked up at Maxon. I wanted this guy to see how much I loved Maxon. I kissed Maxon again.
"Okay, I get it, you came out of the meeting so you could make out with your husband," He said.
"No, we came out here so we could do what couples in love do. Kiss and talk about everything so we know the price we pay in order for each other. Okay maybe not exactly what couples do, but what people in love do. They speak with each other because they have to make sure their loved one is okay."
"I suggest you don't hit on my wife," Maxon then said pulling me in.
"Just get your dumb royal asses in the room," he said before walking in.
We followed him and sat down.
"Queen America will come only if it takes less than a week, and I come with her as well as our guards."
They looked surprised at how little the circumstances were.
"Okay," Denver said.
"We leave tomorrow at 10:30 pm."
The maids were going to give them rooms with high security around them. They wouldn't be allowed to leave even for breakfast. Maxon and I had left. We had to go tell my family, Marlee, my maids and then spend the rest of our little time with our baby.
Maxon and I sat on the floor next to each other with Declan in his arms.
"I think I'm doing this pretty well," he exclaimed excitedly. .
"I told you, you could do it," I said smiling.
"Are you sure going there is the right thing?" Maxon asked with his eyes coming to meet mine and his smile turning into a weak frown.
I leaned into him so I was closer. I looked down at our baby.
Then I sang a little excerpt from an old song.
I was wondering maybe
Could I make you my baby
If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy
Or would it be so beautiful either way I'm sayin'
If you ask me I'm ready
Our little Declan started giggling and I took that moment to leave Maxon's warm brown eyes and look down on him. He was days old, but adorable. He's been pretty quiet and doesn't cry too much at night. All he really does is sleep, eat, cry, and smile. It's the cutest thing in my opinion.
Maxon rolled his head and said, "Your singing literally makes me want to capture it in a box so I could listen to it every second of the day. Clearly our little decker liked it too," He said.
We both stood up and put him in his crib. Maxon then cupped my face and leaned in to kiss my lips.
Before he could close the space he said, "God you're so beautiful."
I held a breath and swallowed. "You're not too shabby yourself."
Suddenly I couldn't take it and leaned.
"I love you."
"I love you more."
"I love you most."
So what's your opinion on that chapter? Lately I've been using a lot of songs. Why? I'm obsessed with them. Plus, I think that music is a very big part of America's life and I want to incorporate more of that. The song I used today is known as Unthinkable by Alicia Keys. I'm totally addicted to the cover by Daniela Andrade. I don't own the song, so yeh. I kinda wish I did….. Oh well. So review, follow, and favorite! Also, I really love when you guys reply to my questions in the reviews. Today I want to know if any of y'all watch beauty gurus on YouTube? Okay, yeah I'm really girly so of course I do :) I'm gonna go now, but I'll see you guys in the next update.