TreechxReader-The last great american dynasty

Chapter 2-For once in my life

As me and Treech get to the center of town you can sense the nerves in the air. There is a lot of fear among the people. Some are crying, some are shaking, and some just look numb. It's making me anxious. 

I know it isn't likely that my name will get pulled, but that doesn't mean it's impossible. Even if I don't get reaped someone I care about could. Well there is only three people who could get called besides me that would upset me.

Treech gives me a tight hug and a kiss on the forehead before going over to his family. They all are wearing grim expressions on their faces that seem foreign for them. They are always so cheery, that it makes them look like strangers.

As for my family they always wear a grim face. Except my brother. He is more on the positive side than my parents. So when I walk up to them it is no shock that they look like death on legs.

The only way they acknowledge me is giving me a sorrowful look and a very forced hug from my mother. The one a year I get from her, not counting the few they where use me to pretend I am someone else.

My mother softly utter a "good luck" before hiding her head in my dads shoulder crying. Which he doesn't react to other than making his grimace more harsh. My father gives me an odd pat on shoulder and says "good luck kid" before taking my mom somewhere. 

Theo gave me a quick hug after they had walked off. "You'll be okay" I told him. "I promise it won't be you".

I know he doesn't listen to my words, but he nods before walking away to get checked in. Which I go to do the same on the other side.

It's a quick process. You just tell them your name, and they prick your finger and drop the blood on the paper. Kinda weird, but quick. So once I was checked in I went and stood in the crowd of girls.

It didn't take long for me to get ansty and just start wishing someone would get this over with. So again today with out even realizing it I was picking at my fingers. I didn't even notice until the girl next to me put her hand on mine to stop me. Which caused me to look at her. 

A sad looking girl with tear running down her face. She was probably sixteen or seventeen. She had a headband in her hair that kept back some of the red strands. She was really pretty, and seemed sweet. 

I sent her as much of a smile I could muster up. Which she attempted to return until the microphone made a screeching noise. Signaling the start.

"Hello children of district 7" the bored looking lady said "welcome to the 10th annual hunger games where two of you will be picked to compete in our yearly games. May the odds be ever in your favor I guess"

You can try to hide the fact you don't care I think to myself. I can feel every nerve in my body start to tingle in a bad way as she makes her way over to the bowl with the male tributes names. 

"Now for the male tribute" she says while grabbing a paper to open. Please don't be him I repeat over and over again in my head. "Treech Oakley".

I feel my heart plummet to the ground, and the whole world gets fuzzy. There are hundreds of names in that damn bowl and it was his. The one person I would do anything for and know I love, has to go in that arena.

I can see him on the other side making his way up to the stage. His face looks like it's lost all it's color, and he looks like he's about to cry. It isn't until he sees a camera pointed his way that he try's to pull himself together.

"Okay now for the girls..... _____ Mason" What? 

I might be in shock right now I don't know. My heart that was once beating at an rapid pace now feels still. I didn't realize I was just standing there until the pretty redhead girl give my arm a gentle squeeze. 

I work my way through the crowd and head in the direction of the stage. Once I make eye contact with Treech it's like the rest of the people start to blur. He looks scared. I can only imagine what I look like.

Once I get up there he grabs my hand and avoids eye contact. I can't quite make out what the lady ahead of us says before, I get my final look at my family and I couldn't have expected to their reactions like that. 

They look devastated. Not as much as they were when my sister was reaped many moon ago, but they look like they are in pain. I know we haven't been close for a long time, but I didn't think they would be that upset.

Treech's family on the other hand and all in tears. His dad is sobbing, while his older sister hangs onto him. His mom though just looks blank. Like maybe she expects them to take it back and say they said the wrong name.

I look over and see that Treech can see that and I regret looking. He looks like a scared little boy who wants nothing more than to run into his mommy's arms and cry. I have seen him cry before, but I have never seen him look like that.

I just wish I could make them call out a new name, so he doesn't have to go but I can't do that without getting shot. Eventually once the bored lady finishes talking I feel peacekeepers rip me and Treech a part.

My heart rate finally kicks bad up to an unpleasant speed as they drag us away from our home. I try jerking around in there arms in hopes of getting closer to Treech, but it is no use. 

After a short walk (they dragged us) we arrived at the train station that is used to transport lumber. I have never seen a train compartment that looks like this. It smells quite awful. Like an animal or something.

With how nicely they treat us I am guessing that is where all the tributes are. There are about four of these compartments and they stop walking at the second one. One of the peacekeepers lets go of my arm and opens it up.

After that is open they basically toss us in there which makes me and Treech fall down. He gets up before me though and offers me a hand helping me up. That he doesn't let go of. It's dark in here, but I can tell we aren't alone.

We then sit down in one of the farther back corners together. As we settled down the trains started going into motion, and leaving the station. The only sounds are uneven breathing and whatever sound trains make.

As we sit there I registers in my head. Even if one of us wins, the other would have to die. With that information I finally let out my tears.

So how do y'all feel about having to go into the games with your one true love? But hey at least Lamina won't have to, and I hope y'all enjoyed her little cameo. I just love her.

-V

Song: Please please please let me get what I want by Deftones