The wrong lover

Chapter 4

- Katniss PoV -

It burnt, it burnt so bad. I hate showing weakness but there is no shot I could keep this in. I scream in pain as the whip hits me. I'm just in a cell, there is someone next to me and it's probably only another prisoner. I had passed out but just as I woke up I felt it burning, I'm guessing they didn't get enough in the interview room. The whipping stops and I stop screaming. I'm taking many deep breaths and my throat is sore from all the screaming. I hear my cell door opening and it's pretty clear who it is because of the puking sensation I got.

- My dear miss Everdeen, this is just the beginning. Later on you will pray to be back to this state. Call this the mercy state. Snow says.

- Showing me mercy would be to kill me! I yell at him.

- Oh don't worry Everdeen. We will when it's the right time. He says.

- Yes I know when and how, when you win and it's going to be a slow and painful death. I say to him knowing his plan, well only that.

- You know I planned for your sister to be pulled. You're unexpecting you know that? I pulled her thinking she would go in, you volunteered. I didn't expect it from someone in district 12, they mostly never survive. I did expect your victory though, but not the berries. I expected you or Peeta's survival in the 75th Hunger Games, not the arrow. This rebellion has been built up by you on accidents that was not planned. That would make this rebellion an unexpected one, but no. I hope you have fun thinking about how I picked your sister. He says smiling his snake smile.

- I HATE YOU!! I yell at him. If I wasn't restrained I would attack him.

I feel my back burning by the comment I made. Snow walks out and peacekeepers takes off my restraints. They leave and lock the cell door and I hear the person in the other cell coming closer. At this point I am sitting in my own blood as it's pouring out of my scars from my back. I decide on what to do with it. I write on the floor using it and it says like this now. 

Torture devices:
Mental 
Whips

I'll build on it when I get more information on what they will use. I know nobody will see it except for Snow. He'll just laugh it off. I hear the person in the other cell taking a seat towards the wall close to mine.

- Hey Katniss. The person says, it's Annie.

- Hey Annie, I'm sorry. I say to her.

- What for? She asks and I find it to be a stupid question.

- For this, I'm the reason you're here. The arena, you being mistaken for a rebel. You might even be one I don't know. It feels weird being the central of the plan but not knowing the plan. I explain to her.

- It's not your fault, I'm grateful for what you did in the arena. If this played out normally Finnick wouldn't have made it out. He would have gave his life for you two, you have your entire life infront of you. Annie says.

- Nobody of us would have made it out, well one of us. It would have been a battle between us who can commit suicide the fastest. If I won he would have commit it later on anyway. I would probably also do it. I say.

- In the first place I thought the entire thing was an act, but when the 75th Hunger Game was revealed I started seeing the truth behind it. Annie says to me.

- Well atleast you're not doomed to your death. I say looking at her.

- I heard Katniss, I'm sorry. I hope they win. Annie says looking at me.

- I know what they are using me for, I might be their playtoy but it's also to punish Peeta. Atleast this might help me get us out of here. I say pulling my pearl out.

- There is one thing you are alone at. The only one to stand up to the president even how much pain it can give you. She says.

- They are trying to break me, I just have to stay strong. Keep my shell up. I say to her.

- We need to get out of her quickly if that is going to work, they have their tactics. Annie says to me.

- I know, that's why I am writing down what they use to torture me because it could help them understand the pain. If they come for us. I say to her.

- That's pretty smart, what does it say now? Annie asks me.

- It only says mental and whips for now. I'm guessing it will get pretty long. I say.

- What did you use to write it, it's so dark it's hard to see. She says trying to get a glimpse of it.

- My own blood after the whipping session. I say to her.

- Are you okay Katniss? She asks me.

- You were here the entire time, you heard my screams, you heard how he decided to pick my sister, how unexpected I am. I say to her as I begin getting tired of her dumb questions. 

- Yeah, I'm sorry about that. She says.

I look down at the pile of blood and I almost puke because of the amount there is. I pass out seeing the amount of it. All I can think about is my Peeta, the boy with the bread.

I hear Annie trying to wake me up and I'm not sure why, maybe she thinks I'm dead. Or maybe I am dead, that would be the best. I'm alive though, my heart is beating. It's supposed to be fully black when you pass out but I see pictures, of my boy. Peeta.

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