I sigh and debate weather or not to help him. I shouldn't. He defiantly hadn't done anything good for me, so I didn't see a reason to even drag him off of the floor. As I start to walk away, I see Jackson walk into the room.
He starts to kick away some champagne bottles and looks at me.
"Wanna help? Or run away?" He says with a certain edge in his voice.
"I will. For you. Not him." I tried to say no, but neither of us liked Laceon very much, and Loreal wasn't going to be any help to us. So all we really had to rely on was each other.
I get down on my knees and help Jackson carry the drunken murderer to the nearest couch.
"Thanks." He quietly says, before taking a step towards me. I look up, and he looks down.
"No...problem." I say shakily. I turn on my heel and take about three steps before the train lurches forwards. I fall back, but instead of feeling the hard carpet floor on my back, I only feel Jackson's soft hands. I quickly hop up when I catch my breath an look back.
I never really took a minute to look at him. His brown hair was slightly greasy and feel in front of his face. He looked like a normal inhabitant of D6, until I saw his left hand.
"Why do you have a ring?" I suddenly blurt out, unintentionally, after seeing the shiny gold.
"I thought you would know." He says looking at me again. "I'm engaged."
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Dream Catcher
FanficValyssa Lance has been alone and depressed for years after the tragic death of her sister, who got reaped and killed in the hunger games a year after Via receives the dream catcher necklace. She keeps it as a memorial for her sister, until a career...
