I tried to pull my head up. It wouldn't work. I was stuck down. I tried to move my hands and feet but they were stuck too. My arms and legs were bare and felt cold. Tied down by metal. Just great.
"She's moving," someone whispered. I stared at the white ceiling. So much fun.
"Is she okay?" Tori asked. "Will she be able to compete?"
"Not sure." they replied. "Alison, wiggle your toes if you can hear!"
I wiggled by toes obediently. I heard Tori scream excitedly. "Finally!" she giggled.
"Alison, it's Doctor White. I'm going to let you move. Tell me if you're in pain when you move," Joe said.
(A/N Joe is Dr. White and Alison can't speak yet)
He opened everything around me, and took the thing off my mouth. I slowly got up, rubbing my neck.
"OH MY ALISON," I yelled.
"You're neck got the knife in it. It'll hurt a lot, but it'll clear up and be perfect for the games." Tori smiled.
"I'm not happy!" I cried. I got up out of bed. "How long have I been here?"
"Just about a week," Joe replied. "Another 3 weeks till the games!"
I moaned, walking out the door, realising I had a hospital gown on.
"Alison! You're half naked!" Tori shouted.
"I just realized..." I frowned, going back into the bed. "Get me out of here."
After a lot of chatting, they served me some fishtail and olive soup, a special dish in Sellet. I missed home. I missed my life. Everything I had at home - gone. The people, the smells, everything!
I want to go back...
A/N
Decided to do this chapter in parts (busy) so it's really short. Omg. I'll post sometime. Can't tell you when though!
Anyway, enjoy the next few parts and may the evens be never in your favour! Haha :)
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The Husband Games
Fanfiction(Based on 'The Hunger Games'. Not all mine.) The Husband Games - where 15 girls fight to the death for a boy. When Alison Brown is picked to go into the Husband Games, she gets a shock. She doesn't want to die, but why live either? It's cold and da...
