xix. red lips and rosey cheeks

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❀— 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 —❀     ACT II                    CHAPTER 19   ( red lips and rosey cheeks )

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❀— 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 —❀
     ACT II                    CHAPTER 19
( red lips and rosey cheeks )


SWIRLS OF BABY PINK AND BLUE STARED DOWN AT THE BLONDE AS SHE LAID IN THE SAND. Her chest rising and falling with each breathe Juliette took.

Her, Finnick, Katniss and Peeta had just escaped from a horde of mutts the Capitol had sent there way in an attempt to harm or kill them which they didn't succeed in.

Although one was harmed, a morphling from District 6 had jumped out of a tree and in front of one of the mutts in order to protect Peeta from being harmed, unfortunately she ended up sadly passing away from her injuries.

Peeta was sat in the ocean with the morphling in his arms and Katniss by his side, whispering soft murmurs to the dying woman who had died for him. Juliette could practically feel the guilt radiating off of him from the other side of the beach.

Juliette began to sit upwards noticing Finnick coming towards her holding out his hand for her to grab onto, "c'mon Jules, you go and clean yourself off and i'll keep the mutts away from us."
Finnick said. Juliette groaned clamping her eyes shut before grabbing onto his outstretched hand allowing him to pull her upwards.

She walked over to the water, which was an acceptable distance away from Katniss and Peeta, to clean her wounds and to wash away the dirt and sweat that covered her body.

Finnick was still thrusting his trident in the bushes where the monkeys growled and snarled at him in attempted to scare him, it clearly was not working meanwhile a canon fired off to alert everyone of the death of another fallen tribute.

Juliette let herself get lost in her thoughts whilst looking at Katniss and Peeta, what would happen if the plan went sideways? What would Snow do if he found out about this secret arrangement that nearly all of the tributes had agreed on.

She knew that he'd end up killing all of them, or at least torturing information out of them. It's just the person dear old President Snow is. A cold-hearted murderer who sends children into deadly arenas to kill them off for what? Sport? Entertainment?

The sound of an aircraft broke her out of the small trance. It let out a metal net fall from a trap door to collect the District 6 tribute from out of the water.

Finnick, Katniss, Peeta and Juliette watched as it loaded the tribute into the air and flew out of the arena.

Juliette noticed Finnick walking over towards her, "You alright?" He grasped her forehand looking into her eyes, "Yeah," she nodded, "are you?" Juliette asked.

"I'm fine, just thought that i could try to get us some food, maybe there's some fish in this so called ocean."

Juliette nodded, "good luck." She said dropping her hand to squeeze his own ans deciding to ignore her lightly flushed cheeks and the butterflies that were currently swarming in her stomach.

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