Rebecca Ch 16

AU Note: I have a challenge for you all. Does anyone hear read Divergent (if you don't you really should, they're super awesome. Well, some of their fandom is doing this challenge. Here it is: Monday is Dauntless day, be brave, wear black or maroon, if you come in contact with your biggest fear stand up to it, you see someone being bullying, have the guts to tell them not to. It only takes one person to stand up to it, then the other bystanders will step up too. Tuesday is Abnegation day, the day of selflessness, wear gray, give bread to some hungery person on the street, help out at a homeless shelter, Wednesday is Amity day. Be happy, be peaceful. Wear red and yellow. You see someone using violence or being mean to another person, kindly ask them to stop, no gossiping, no cussing, no using violence or violent words, share a smile with people in the hallway. Thursday is Candor, wear black and white, be truthful, be frank and blunt, if you're honest with someone most likely they will be honest to you. Friday is Erudite day, be smart, logical, think before you say anything, do anything, wear blue, be the one that says drinking isn't smart, stealing this is stupid.

If everyone did this, imagine how we would be. Eventually, if we keep doing this challenge every week we will start to see the change it makes in us. We'll be braver, selfless, friendly, honest, and more logical people. So I challenge you today, on a Tuesday to start this challenge. With that I am done preaching.

Anyway, that awesomeness out of the way, I feel compelled to tell you that as this fanfic is wrapping up I will be starting others, not necessarily for the Selection fandom, although I'm sure some of them will be, but in other fandoms such as: Hunger Games, Divergent, Gallagher Girls, Heist Society, Percy Jackson, Heroes of Olympus, Glee, Bones, and others depending on what book I pick up next. If you love some of these books and like what I write there should be a little Follow Author thing at the bottom of the page, Thanks .

Without further ado, Rebecca Ch 16, my dearies.

Lucy did not wake me up like she usually did. I was left to wake up on my own time, which was nice, I couldn't remember the last time I slept in. After I woke up, I wondered around the hallways of the palace, trying to find something to do. Guards stopped me every once in a while to say hi, to ask me about America, who had become their adopted little sister. I would tell them that she was good, although she might want some company soon. They promised to stop by as soon as they could, which was good. I think.

By the time it was noon, I had wondered around every hallway in the palace, a very big feat considering the size. I hadn't realized how much time I spent with America until I took her completely out of my schedule. I went to the abandoned room where we hid all our stuff to see that Sam was there.

"I thought you had to work today," I mumbled quietly.

"I know you had to work today," he said, still smiling that ridiculous smile, "Come here." He opened his arms out wide and I climbed up onto his lap and let him cradle me, "Just because she made a mistake doesn't mean she's a bad person. She said she was sorry, she broke it off."

"Yes, but…if she was willing to do that to MAxon, cheat on the man she loved with all her heart, what could she do to me? The person who will stab her in the back on Friday? I thought that maybe after it was all said and done, that this whole job would end, I would still have a friend."

"You'll still have me."

I smiled and kissed him, "You don't count."

"I never count."

I laughed, "I guess it doesn't matter anymore. I didn't come here to make friends in the first place."

"She told him. Last night after you left. He walked in to find her violin in pieces, the covers torn off the bed, all the doors and windows open, and her still crying in the corner with all the lights off."

I looked at him, "Her violin? She loved that violin."

"I don't think she thinks she's good enough to love anyone now. That includes her music.

"At first…well, she kept telling him to get away from her, kept scooting back so he couldn't touch her. She had to tell him, while he was half away across the room from her."

"What did she say?"

"She said that she had hurt people long enough, that she wanted to go home."

"…D-did she? Go home? She can't have!"

"She didn't. He asked her what she did to hurt people. I've never seen her that upset. She looked like she had killed someone accidently, and still had the knife in her hand. She finally told him through lots f sobbing. She explained the whole thing. Why she didn't tell him he was in the palace in the irst place, why she met him, where, when, how she knew when, how many times she went, what they did while they were together, what they talked about, and how she started realizing she didn't love him anymore. Finally she told him about the breakup and how you had yelled at her.

"It was a speech worthy of a Noble Peace Prize."

"What did he say?"

"Well, after she was done, she started whispering she was sorry to him and crawled over to him. She never touched him, never let him touch her. Just sat there with her knees up to her chest on the opposite side of the couch as him. She looked like she was getting ready for him to yell at her, to call fr the guards to take her away and have her hanged.

"He never did though, he just leaned over her and kissed her to silence her. Then he said, "Thank you for telling me. That must have taken a lot of guts, although I'm pretty sure Rebecca just scares the crap out of you." The exact same thing that she said when you caught Maxon with Celeste."

I looked at him in amazement, "What?"

"Then he told her that she could call him Max if she wanted."

"A symbol of trust. He's leveling the playing field."

"Then, he told her to have her maids clean up the mess she made. Her little sister, little brother, and parents are coming to the palace today. Actually, they should be here soon."

"Oh my gosh, I got to go talk t her before they get here.'" I jumped out of his arms and for the second time in two days ran out of the room.

I raced to her room to find the door open, as if she knew I would come. There was a new guard posted outside her door today. I was glad. I walked straight into the room, and coincidently, straight into America's arms. Her hair was down, her eyes shining brightly, with a simple green day dress on. She looked happy, excited. A world away from the mess I left last night.

"I was hoping you'd hear one of your rumors again. Hoped you come to see me. I told him, Aspen is being transferred to a town on the other side of the country with very little crime. He'll be safe, just, away from here."

"I'm glad. I heard you family was coming today."

She smiled and nodded, "I can't wait to see them. MAxon said he had something planned for tonight that included you, my brother and sister, my maids, some of my boys, and a maid from the kitchens I haven't seen in a while. Put all those people together and I have no idea what you get. He did mention that certain people could have a plus one as well. What do you say? Take you boyfriend out on a date with about ten other people."

"Sure. Yeah, I think I can do that."

She frowned at me, "Honey, I'm sorry. I didn't want you to hear that. You weren't suppose to know. I would have told you his story eventually, but… it was still too new. I didn't want to revisit my biggest mistake so soon."

I smiled at her, "It's okay. I got you something though." I reached behind the doorframe to take the violin case from its semi-hiding place, "It's not as good as your old one, but it will do for now. At least until Maxon gets you a new one."

"I love it, thank you."

"You haven't even opened it yet, how could you know you love it?"

She shrugged, "It came from you."

Turns out, the only way MAxon was able to invite America's family is if he invited all of the girls' families. America's mother didn't want to come, but after much begging from May and a little note at the bottom of the invite that said she wouldn't regret taking her two youngest she consented.

About five minutes after I gave America the violin, a knock rapped against the open door. Lucy smiled at us, "They're at the front gates. We have to go now."

The doors opened as soon as we got there to vibrant red headed boy, who threw his hands in the air and yelled, "Sissy! The Bug Man has arrived."

He was followed by a beautiful younger copy of America, then an older copy of her, then a man that was clearly the father. They were all loud and cheerful, lightly up the room around them. They accepted me into the family and quickly giving me my own nickname to symbolize me entering their family.

Dinner that night had never been more lively. Gared told America about all the bugs he had seen since she had left while slurping down spaghetti and meatballs. At the same time, May told her about a really cute boy that had moved in down the street. America seemed to keep up with both conversations while keeping her manners. Her brother and sister didn't seem to notice the stares they got from Silvia and Celeste's parents because of their poor manners. America's mom and dad seemed to at least be trying, and every once in a while America would hold up a spoon or fork to them to symbolize which one they should be using. She didn't even try with the younger ones, although she did hold up a napkin for Gared because he had gotten spaghetti sauce on his forehead.

May even got up and sat a chair between her and America for me to sit in. America asked one of the maids, using her first name I might add, to get me a plate of food which the maid did gladly. She seemed pleased that someone that high up knew her name. Maxon joined in occasionally, saying his thoughts or helping America if she forgot a word and couldn't think of it. Otherwise, Kriss was literally begging for him to talk to her, eager to show off to her parents how tied around her finger Maxon was.

After everyone was stuffed full, which Gared expressed with a burp, which his mother almost fainted because of and the queen laughed, they all headed up to their rooms. America led her family to her room and not to their assigned rooms. MAxon appeared minutes later the guards America befriended right on his heels.

We talked for a while, getting to know each other before Maxon asked for silence, "Alright, the reason I called you all here, even if you did have to cross provinces or just a hall was because of a little Five tradition I heard about from Miss Loud Mouth over here. Where, right before they get married openly, they have a separate marriage, a nonofficial one, between the family. It never costs any money and is usually held before the marriage ceremony."

"Max," America said, a look of bewilderment on her face.

"I was wondering," he said turning towards her, "If you would do the ceremony with me, right here, right now. I don't know if I will be able to gie you an official wedding, there may be circumstances we don't see right now that could prevent us from doing so, " I hung my head, "But, I can give you this."

He held out two rings that were in his hand out for her to see. They were both gold, one with a small diamond on it and another that was just a simple band, "America Singer, would you do me the honor of becoming my unofficial wife."

She started laughing and nodded her head, "Yes, yes I would."

I watched them do the whole ceremony, which was, in a way, a wedding stripped down to the basics, just the vows and the rings.

Then, they were (unofficially) husband and wife, forever bound in that promise they mad to eachother that day.

AU Note:…So, how was it? Review, comment, follow me, follow the story (or at least the remainder of it), leave me your thoughts. Did you know it was going to be that? Are you going to do the challenge? Heck, what's your favorite type of ice cream. Mine's Reeces, how do you spell Reeces?

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