kill for your love - the hunger games

(044) and there was no return

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KILL FOR YOUR LOVE.

act three.

(chapter forty-four, and there was no return)

the white room, 75 ADD.

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A LOST CAUSE. THE words ran through Juniper's head, tormenting her, torturing her. Whatever she had thought about the rebellion, who she thought Plutarch was, it was scratched away with the mere words lost cause. 

("Miss Hale, those two women gave up their lives for a lost cause," Clampitt said, lowering her voice. "They died. And for what? What outcome did they expect?")

("Even now... people are dying," Clampitt said. "People are dying for this cause. A cause that calls for no more death. Isn't that ironic? This idea, this rebellion you are protecting by lying to me, denying the plan... it isn't worth it. The leaders don't care about you or anyone else. They killed the women from Four and Six. Not us. Not me. They did because they only care about their lost cause.")

Clampitt's voice echoed around in Juniper's ears as she sat on the quilts the next morning, running her fingertips over the material. She tried hard to not let the doctor's words affect her, to not have them sprint through her mind. But a lost cause. People were dying. People were giving up their lives for a cause that called for no more violence, no more death. And Plutarch left her there. It had been three weeks and a day now. 

(Clampitt smiled slightly as she began to walk out of the door, but she looked over her shoulder and whispered softly, "What did Heavensbee promise you? What did he say to you in his office?")

Juniper closed her eyes and tried to take a deep breath. She could feel her heart rising in her chest, ribs being crushed by the extreme tightness within her. She shouldn't be listening to Clampitt, knowing that whatever came out of her mouth was a lie. But Mags and the woman from Six died for this. Plutarch asked them to sacrifice themselves. He asked everyone to do an impossible task. Plutarch Heavensbee doomed them all. 

(Plutarch leaned forward as he smirked, saying, "And then the rebellion begins...")

A lost cause. 

Juniper opened her eyes and tried to dispel those three words from her thoughts as she ran a sweaty palm down her face. Hopelessness filled her up as she looked up at the high corner of the room where the hidden camera was. Clampitt would be watching or she would be getting updates by the Peacekeeper that was. And so, with that in mind, Juniper narrowed her eyes up at the invisible camera, hoping that someone would at least do something. 

And they did because the minute Juniper glanced away, the door flew open and a Peacekeeper appeared, holding a tray. The Hale woman watched them as they walked into the white room of hell, ignoring her as they put her breakfast on the bedside table. And then, with a glance at the high corner, the soldier walked out, slammed the door behind them, and locked it. 

Juniper clenched her jaw as she studied the white door before turning her attention to the meal beside her. She expected the fruit bowl or something else for her breakfast this time and was thoroughly disappointed to see the dull look of the thick, creamy clump of porridge with the same plastic cup of water. There was no banana sprinkled along it and with a scowl sent towards the camera, Juniper slowly picked the bowl up and began to eat it.