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029. | OLD WOUNDS AND DEAD ENDS
𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 tightened. The dress felt as though it was made of shark teeth. Her face was filled with contour to hide her youthful cheekbones and give a bony structure. They had put gold eyeliners on her eyes, terribly reminding her of Rome's makeup.
Scarlet saw Johanna waddling in and immediately fell into her arms, the girls tightly giving each other a comforting hug. Johanna felt as though she felt comforted after years in the arms of her dear friend.
The brunette touched the blonde wig placed on Johanna's head, realising it was not her real hair. She locked eyes with the girl who tried her best to not sob. Scarlet had never seen her like that, so fragile and weak and out of control of herself. It didn't take a fool to figure out her pretty, healthy hair was all gone.
"Why are we all dressed up like dolls?" Johanna asked quickly and quietly.
Scarlet looked back at Peeta who stood with his hands locked behind his back with a neutral expression. "They're making him do an interview, I think we're just the backup options."
"They're using us as tools to do their dirty work." She concluded with a hate-filled nod, shooting glares at the peacemakers and stylists.
Scarlet makes her way to Peeta. "You see the board ahead,"
Peeta nods. "I'm meant to read it out, it's all scripted."
"I know, don't mention 13 and the rebel plans, you know what they'll do if you expose them," She urges for him to be safer. "Squint your eyes and hold your breath between pauses, Katniss will pick up on the hint, maybe others will realise this is against your will."
He nods, understanding her plans. Peeta gets called away by Caesar. Peeta reads the board out in a monotone, talking about the dam. Every word he spoke and every breath he took was filled with hurt. If anyone misunderstood his intentions, they must be a fool.
But everything went against the plans as Katniss flashed in and out of the viewing screen. This must be Coin's plan to break Peeta, making him feel a combination of foreign feelings. Hopefully, the images will snap the poison out of him. Tear away the brainwashing.
Scarlet faced the guards who looked furious. She dug her nails into her palm, feeling the gruesome feeling of blood oozing out.
"Katniss?" Peeta whispers in disbelief. Tears crowd the rim of his eyes. "Katniss, are you there? Katniss?"
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