kill for your love - the hunger games

(017) a violent, destructive monster

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KILL FOR YOUR LOVE.

act two.

(chapter seventeen, a violent, destructive monster)

the milking station / victor's village, 75 ADD.

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JUNIPER HALE WALKED THROUGH the mud and manure that was District Ten. She was slow with her strides and her joints ached, but she kept her peaceful pace as she tried hard to not stare at any of the citizens too long, but that deemed to not be a problem as half of them cowered away at the sight of her. 

She was making her way to the Milking Station where her father was working. Some asked, if they were brave enough, why Orion Hale was still working if his daughter managed to make them hundreds and hundreds of dollars by slaughtering other kids. No-one really had an answer. But Juniper knew that her father still enjoyed working there because it brung him a sort of sense that everything was normal. If that were ever possible. 

It might have worked for Orion Hale, digging himself in his work at the Station to hide his overwhelming fear and concern for his daughter and to distract him from what happened three years ago, but it didn't for Juniper. It didn't as she walked through the strip of housing that separated the Barn of Death and the Milking Station.

With every glance, Juniper could see him. With every step, it was like he was still walking beside her. It was impossible, she knew that, but as Juniper Hale walked through the strip of housing that bordered the Barn of Death and the Milking Station, it was like Justice Hale was still there because with every single motion she did whenever walking through District Ten, it reminded her immensely of her late twin brother. 

(The minute the cow moved, ridding of their hiding spot, the Hale twins launched up, sprinting their hearts out across the rest of the green paddock)

("Look, the Milking Station." Justice pointed to the small building as they managed to exit the housing strip that separated the Barn of Death and the station)

("Okay." Juniper and Justice nodded in unison as they watched their father walk over to his Milking Station peers, the men patting each other on the backs. They all had children in the Reaping.)

Juniper stopped suddenly. Her head was spinning and she had to pause momentarily to pinch the bridge of her nose. This happened all the time. Whenever she strode through District Ten, she would be reminded immensely of her brother, her twin, the person she killed. Some days, it would be so strong that Juniper had to turn back to Victors' Village, but some days, it was like this. Having to stop for a moment to get her head in the right place. 

"Look who it is!"

Juniper dropped her hand from her nose and turned around, feeling anger bubble up in her stomach as she saw Brent Higgins stride towards her, arms outstretched as if he excepted a hug. Alcohol and morphling reeked off of him. 

"Brent." Juniper scoffed. "Out to come terrorise more citizens?"

"No more than you do." Brent smiled as he went beside the woman.