The Hijacked Mockingjay {Editing}

Choice

I currently stand I front of Snow's meeting room again, the fourth time in the past week. Each time I have seen him the conversation always ends with him saying choices, and that I can either help him or be a prisoner, when he said that I laughed. I am already a prisoner. A crazy one at that.

This conversation ends in the same way and I am taken to my room.

A few days pass and I haven't been seen anyone and they have stopped serving  me food. I have started getting hunger pains and I can tell I have lost significant weight. It will not break me though. Snow will not break me, I will decide what happens to me. I can make it through this.

Seconds pass by like hours until finally someone comes in. A guard. I am taken to my back to my old colorless room. A few minuets after I have been relocated, multiple gaurds come in.

Expecting a talk I stand but I am immediately smacked across my face and I fall to my knee's. The pain goes down to my bones and lingers,leaving  an impressive mark.  I am too shocked and breathless to scream out.

Then President snow enters the room. "I'm don't have time to waste Ms.Everdeen, so let's get to the point. Would you like to be in another Interview? "

My face hurts to much to talk, so I just shake my head no.

"I will ask you one more time." He hisses."Do you want to be in another interview?"

I nod no again. I look at him as he just slightly lifts his chin and the pain starts once again. I am wipped and  tazed, beaten, right before his glazed and he stares right at me not flinching.

I have felt pain like this but reliving it makes it feel worse. My skin purple and red, or maybe it's just the blood seeping down from my scalp and clumping at my eyelashes. I can feel my skin tearing and vessels bursting, the muscles in my right arm in particular feel as they have been ripped from the bone I try not to yell out but, that's impossible. I'm screaming for them to stop, yet they continue for the next many minuets.

Then they stop."I am going to ask you one final time. Will you do the interview?"

I try to say the word yes but only a sob comes out."Yes!" I croak.

He smiles and exits the room taking the gaurds with him, as I lie withering in pain on the ice cold floor.