Cordelia Benham a 16 year old girl gets reaped into the Hunger Games. Cordelia was left to fend for herself and her little siblings when both her parents died.
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"That's Cordelia Benham and Finnick Odair right?" ┊"Yes, She won he games at 16 in...
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'𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚖𝚎?
𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑'
-𝚃𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚂𝚠𝚒𝚏𝚝 (𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛)
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Months have passed since my birthday and everyday was a new day. Some days I would wake up and I wouldn't get out of bed until the afternoon and other days I would run around district 4 and find new ways to get around.
Today is reaping day. I have nothing to worry about until next year though because Caspian isn't 12 yet. The only thing that I have to worry about today is the fact that when I get to the Capitol I will be sold to some random person.
My nightmares have been worse because of it. I haven't been able to fall asleep and if I did I would wake up in 30 minutes screaming and crying. Some nights I would feel the hands of Silver and others I would see John, Adrian, and Rose dying over and over again.
I'm sitting in front of my mirror. My hair is dripping down my back and I can't get the brush through the knots. I'm practically slamming the brush against my hair at this point.
I hear the door open, but I don't turn to see who it is. A soft hand stops my arm from doing whatever I was doing with my hair. "You're going to hurt yourself." It's Finn.
"I can't get this brush through my hair!" I cry out. The tears I have kept are now falling freely over my face. He walks over to me and turns me to look at him.
"Hey." He says softly, taking my hands in his. "What's wrong?"
"Everything! Everything is wrong and I can't figure out how to fix it!" I say, more tears flowing down my face.
"If you tell me what it is, I can try and help you." He says, moving his hand up to my face to wipe the tears off.
"The second I step foot in the Capitol I'm going to be sold. The second those kids are reaped they most likely make it past the bloodbath. I will have to watch kids just like me go into the games over and over again and I won't be able to stop it." I say, more tears falling down my cheeks. "And I have this guilt that keeps coming at me over and over again. I let everyone in that arena die and I couldn't save them."
"None of that is your fault. Dels, I know you don't want to think about it, but I know that there has been a little bit of talk about starting a rebellion. They don't know exactly how to start it, but they are waiting for something. Like a spark." He says with a soft smile on his face.
"That's another thing, Finn." I cry out. "I made a deal with Snow. I have to go to the Capitol twice now. I can't risk doing something stupid that is going to get us all killed. I can't do that knowing that they will use Caspian and Maisly as leverage." That shuts him up for a moment. Shock is written across his face.
