kill for your love - the hunger games

(023) and then the rebellion begins

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KILL FOR YOUR LOVE.

act two.

(chapter twenty-three, and then the rebellion begins)

training centre, 75 ADD.

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DINNER WAS FILLED WITH silence, drowning everyone as Juniper Hale was filled with rage, grasping her knife and fork tightly, as Brent Higgins sipped quietly on his juice, as Yara Gives and Nadine Groves had a staring competition, and as Lucy Stevens stared at her plate with a clenched jaw. 

The mentor had been taken aside by Haymitch Abernathy just after the Tribute Parade had finished and the pair had a very long conversation. Juniper didn't know what it was about and nor did she care to ask. She was too busy narrowing her eyes at Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark, who had both fidgeted uncomfortably due to her glare. But whatever it was her and Haymitch spoke about, it had Lucy so deep in thought she didn't seem to care about giving Juniper and Brent advice for training tomorrow. 

"Well..." Nadine muttered as everyone eventually finished their meal. "I expect both of you to be up early for training tomorrow."

"Do you hear that?" Yara teased as she took a sip from her wine glass. "She expects you both to be up early."

Brent merely rolled his eyes, getting up from his seat as he retreated back to his room. And Juniper did the same as she downed the rest of her juice, barely acknowledging anyone. She wasn't in the mood to hear Nadine and Yara bickering and fighting over something small and so, she headed to her room. 

But as she entered it and flopped down onto her bed, trying her hardest to fall into a fulfilling sleep, all she could manage was a restless one that resulted in her waking every hour or two. By the fifth time it happened, she gave up and sat straight with a gasp escaping her lips. 

"Fuck sakes..." Juniper mumbled. The sun was barely up, merely peeking through the skyscrapers of the Capitol and it caused the woman to groan. She couldn't go back to bed. It was useless. She would just wake up again in the next hour or so.  

Therefore, with that in mind, Juniper got up from the blankets and slowly made her way to the bathroom. She yearned to feel the boiling hot water caress her skin and so, she quickly tore her clothes off and stepped into the shower, pressing nearly all of the buttons. 

Soon, she felt that strong feeling of the water pounding into her flesh as soap bubbles floated everywhere, the grime and sweat from the night before washing away and swirling down into the drain. Her short hair was massaged and washed properly and as the shower did that, Juniper cherished the feeling of the boiling water soaking into her skin, caressing her flesh as it made her sigh. No-one should be awake at this time and so, really, it was just Juniper and herself. And she liked it that way. 

So she didn't think of anything else as she took her time in the steamy shower, staying in there until all of the soap bubbles had popped and her fingers were wrinkly. Once her flesh had shrivelled and suds gone, Juniper slowly stepped out and felt the mat below activate, letting the harsh wind blow her body dry until it was red. When it finished, the Hale woman grabbed a robe and ran a hand through her hair.