Innocent

~8~Azalea

"Why would you want me to take you?" he pauses to put the spoon to his mouth, and he sets it back down calmly, I cock my head and smile, "Poisoned." is all he says.

"I'd be disappointed if you couldn't tell. It wasn't meant to kill, only meant to make you pass out, but clearly, you passed the test." I give him a fake smile, "I want you to take me prisoner."

"Why? You think that you are truly doing well for this town, why give up now?" he inquires.

"Change of heart, I guess," I say fiddling with the ends of my curls.

"I can't pass you up on this offer because, well, it's my mission to return to the castle with you in shackles," he says raising an eyebrow.

"I am aware of these conditions. I accept my fate, when do we leave?" he looks shocked that I'm turning myself in.

"I will give you tonight to say your goodbyes, we leave in the morning before the sun rises." I nod telling him I understand.

I stand up, "Thank you for your time, I will make my exit now."

I stand and walk towards the window opening it wide for me to get through. I thrust myself up onto the edge, look back at Xki, wink, and then jump.

~~~

"All has fallen into place," I say as I walk next to Prim.

"That's great. How long will you be gone?" she asks.

"I plan on a few months," I watch a shutter work its way through her body, "Do you think you can make it that long without me?" I ask slightly worried.

"I'm sure I'll be just fine, stay out of trouble, right?" she sounds unsure.

I halt, and she turns to me with worried eyes, "I don't know how to feel about this. I usually don't feel, I just survive as I have taught you. That aside I want you to know that I-I-I." my hands shake, shit shit shit, what's happening to me?

"You are absolutely shit when I come to confessing emotions." she laughs, "Did you mean to say that you love me or care for me?" she asks smugly.

"Y-yes."

"Which one?" this little shit, she's barely getting this out of me.

I meet her eyes, "The first one, " I say.

"I'm sorry I don't remember what the first one was." 

"The first one was," I pause tapping my finger to my chin, "You are a little piece of shit."

She takes one step forward and wraps her arms around me. I have only done this when I was younger with my mother. I hesitantly return the embrace, she squeezes me harder and I tighten my hold. She looks up at me with tears prickling at the corner of her eyes.

"I think-I think I'll miss you," I say not wanting to make her tear up more.

She bursts into full-on hiccuping sobs, I cringe, I don't know what to do. I just wrap my arms tighter around her.

"I think I made a record." she states, I send her a questioning glance, "I have broken open your heart. It only took three years." she lets out a small laugh.

"Only three years," I repeat.

~~~

T/W

In the early hours of the morning, I pick the lock to Xki's room and begin making him breakfast. I love messing with him, it's fun and brings a sense of joy into this awful life.

I finish the breakfast and bring his plate to the side of his bed, I gaze down at his sleeping form. He has a beautifully sculpted body, his dark short curls are a mess across the pillow, his jaw is a defined line, he has a chest that I now have the sudden urge to rub my hands over, and he has well-defined muscles all over his body, if I look lower the sheets prevent me from seeing further. Who knew I would find pleasure from his shirtless body?

I clear my throat, forcing my eyes to his handsome face, "Wake up you asshole," I say loudly.

He jerks up from sleep a knife already in his hand, the same knife he threw at my face only yesterday.

He looks at me eyes wide, then to the plate in my hand, "I made you breakfast and I promise, it's not poisoned." I say smiling.

"How did you get in here?" he asks taking the plate from my hand.

"I used the door, you should really lock it before you go to sleep." he looks at me suspiciously.

I head to the kitchen to clean up while he eats his food, by the time I return to the side of his bed he has already finished all the food and is now walking towards his dresser. He turns to me and gives me a smug smile and I realize my eyes were unwillingly scanning over his amazing body. I grab his plate and turn to head back to the kitchen when I feel his hand wrap around my wrist and I go still.

I clear my throat, "Do you need something?"

He's staring at my mouth, why is he staring at my mouth, wait why am I staring at his mouth? I'm too busy thinking about why I am staring at my mouth to notice him pushing me against the wall.

"Yes, I need to know why you're in my room." I can feel his breath by my ear.

"Must you be so close to be able to question me?" I ask.

"You will tell me or I will use my torture tactics on you." I laugh at his threat.

"I have been tortured many times, probably worse than what you're suggesting," I say smugly.

"Are you asking me to torture you?" he says slowly.

"Yeah, go ahead. I won't break." I say with confidence.

His hands brush over all parts of my body, making my body react in a way it never has. I feel his lips actually brush across my ear and jaw. He places kisses along my neck and continues his journey down.

"I don't think this is a torture tactic," I say but my voice is all breathy.

"We haven't gotten there yet."

He lowers himself to his knees and begins to fiddle with the buttons of my pants.

Oh shit, maybe this is a torture tactic.

----------------------------------------------------------

A/N

Believe me, there will be more and it will be more explicit this is the official trigger warning. You have been warned.