Defrost | Coriolanus Snow | The Hunger Games | Marriage of convenience

Destiny

My heart is racing after last night. I knew of his violent tendencies but I've never witnessed them let alone be towards me.

The look of his eyes will haunt me. He's a monster.

I've witnessed this but I can't understand why I still believe that I could change him. I want to change him, help him and destroy the monster he's become. There's hope I can tell.

I brush my hand over my arm where his touch still lingers, putting the hairs on my arms stand up as I walk up the stairs and into our room.

I still don't understand why he doesn't let me sleep in one of the other hundreds of rooms in this mansion but after today im not going near him, because I don't know what he's going to do to me.

He's unpredictable as if she switches between one person to another trying to shield his true self with a dark exterior. But not even that can hide the light I know is somewhere on the inside.

I turn on my heal out of our room after picking up some clothes and walk into one of the other bedrooms, I know I shouldn't do this but I need to see him angry to figure out what it is he's hiding so I can help him.

Not just him, but to help all the districts.

But even though I have a plan his unpredictable actions could destroy my plan or, destroy me. Literally. This plan could kill me, but I need to try for them.

I leave my trail of thought and Finaly walk out the room, but instead I walk into the wall. Wait. That's not a wall. Walls don't grab me by the waist. Walls don't smell like.. him.

Coriolanus grabs me by my waist with one hand whilst the other holds the top of the door frame. I drop the clothes I'd gathered in sheer shock.

"And where do you think your going this time of night" he whispers as he leans closer casually yet keeping his eyes on mine "not that it's any business but I'm sleeping in one of the other rooms, you know since we have about 10 of them." I try say normally as if he isn't having any effect on me.

I take a step back to assess how to get around him without having to talk to him much longer but his hight and broad shoulders take up the whole door way, great. I guess we're talking. Again.

What's that now 4 times this week we've talked without it being for appearances. That must be a record. Lucky me.

"Why are you sleeping in there, have I done something to upset you darling" he says softly and almost.. sadly? Oh don't even get me started 'darling'.

"I didn't think you'd care, it's not like the public are going to find out" I say as I try weave my way past him but again he grabs me by my waist. "I'm not yours to order about, all I'm doing is getting rid of the torture I'm sure you're enduring having to sleep next to me." I shout frustrated as I yank his hand away from my body

His eyes narrow at my words "torture? Sleeping next to you is far from torture." His voice finally escaped him, I can tell he want to tell me more but he can't. It was almost as if, those words weren't meant to be said.

I've figured it out, the most important part of my plan. The part that I was counting on and I thought I would never find it. His weakness. And after all this time I know what it is.

His weakness is me.