I felt a harsh slap go across my face, tears prickling in my eyes as I felt the stinging pain"District seven?! really Priscilla?! why can't you be like your brother he got district one, this based off grades isn't it?!" My father yells at my face I only choose to stare at him
"Fucking answer me!" He yells
"it wasn't based off of grades father," I told him as the tears escaped my eyes
"Then what was it based off of!?" He yells again i smell the achole in his breath, he's been drinking again
"I'm not sure father, but you need to admit that i do aswell have a chance he may be from the lower districts but Treech has a good chance on-" I speak as my voice starts getting louder he doesn't seem to like that as i feel a punch against my cheek making me fall, not sure when he got this strong
"Treech?! your not gonna use that districts scums name in my house you hear me?! stop talking and go to your room your not eating dinner understand me," I just nod my head as i stood up with tears falling out of my eyes, I haven't ate anything all day i turn to my mother she just rolls her eyes as she sits on the table
"you hear your daughter Charlotte, he has a chance on winning this? never thought my daughter would say something so stupid, he's just gonna die like his district does every year," My father speaks as i go in inside my room closing the door, sit on my bed just crying
As i hear my door open i quickly wipe my tears only to see my brother with an cream in his hand and the other some sandwiches he closes the door and sits next to me opening the cream, gently placing it on my cheek, silence filled the room, as we got used to this sadly either he helps me or i help him
"Old man's got a strong hand now huh" He spoke with a small laugh, i jus smile softly at as i take a bite out of the sandwich
"The tributes don't come for another two days, they have a long trip here to the capital," I said softly
"You heard how nice coriolanus's tributes voice sounded, she's one of the only people we've heard sing like that from the districts, people call her our second song bird, the first one is sitting right next to me making her ugly cry face right now" He spoke making me hit him
"That's not funny I don't have an ugly cry face," I told him, then the room goes silent
"I wrote a song, well a part of it, wanna hear it" I asked, he shook his head, I get up and grab the guitar from the corner of my room then sigh before i strung the stings softly
'𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥, 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳...𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳...𝘪 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦, 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘮'
I softly sang as i stung my guitar ever so slightly as if it'll break if there was one hard note, I knew Gaius was watching me with an awe expressed he always gave me when i sang to him
'𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪 𝘢𝘮 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯...𝘨𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰...𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦, 𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘯𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰...𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦'
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