Mockingjay // C.S

Smart Girl

Charlotte Addam's POV:
I am pulled out of the arena by peacekeepers, my hair and dress splattered in blood that isn't my own. The axe still in Olive's stomach as I am pulled out to the Capitol building to see Dr Gaul.

The only thing I hold now is the pink lighter that Lucas gave me. I sit in the room quietly, tears falling as I realise the monster I've become. I'm a killer, a murderer, a monster.

"Charlotte Addams" Dr Gaul speak loudly as she walks into the room. "A surprise for us all."

I know I shouldn't have won. Everyone assumed I was to die yet here I was; sitting in a room with the head Gamemaker and covered in the blood of many others.

"Fuelled with the terror of becoming prey, see how quickly we become predator. We saw you become the predator and so I have one question for you" her words leave me unnerved as I softly nod in regret that it was me who won.

"Why did you kill?" Dr Gaul questions as she sits before me. "For Lucas and Lilly" I speak, honestly, hating what I've become as she scoffs at my response and I wonder if I should've said something else. I wipe my remaining tears.

"Revenge. Anger. Honour. You killed for the memory of those you cared for yet you still cry" she practically snarls at me. I stay quiet. "Last year, Mags Flanagan won and she went on a Victory Tour, you shall do the same."

I softly nod and wait for permission to leave. "You may now go and clean yourself. Mr Snow will show you to where you will stay and there shall be clothes and pyjamas sent to the room" De Gaul speaks at last as I go to leave.

Coriolanus Snow's POV:
I wait outside Dr Gaul's office when finally Charlotte comes out. She stops for a moment as she sees me. I take in the sight of her weary figure, blood covered dress and crooked pigtails.

This time I don't stop myself as I rush over and pull her into my embrace. "You did it, doll, you won, it's over" I mumble softly against her head as I feel her cry more. "Mister?" she whispers.

"Stop calling me that, it's just Coryo now, got it, doll?" I correct as I softly rub circles against her back. She steps away, "Coryo?"

"Yes, doll?" I ask gently as I look at her scared face, her eyes wide with fear and tears. "Was I good?" Charlotte speaks, her voice shaking. "The best, such a smart girl" I smirk, knowing that my words aren't true as I hold her face, "my smart girl, got it?"

"Your smart girl?" She asks, looking up at me cluelessly as I hold back a laugh. "All mine. You were so good in there, you won, remember?" I praise her quietly as I soothe circles against her soft cheeks.

I put my arm around her and pull her with me to the hotel room they set up for the victors before they are allowed to leave. I don't want her to leave the Capitol. She can't leave me. I'll make sure of it.

We walk into the room as I sit her down onto the edge of the bed softly. "You feeling okay, doll?" I ask, feigning concern as she wipes her tears. "I- I killed them. I- I hate myself. Why did I do it?" Charlotte sobs as I stop myself from smacking sense into her.

"Don't say that. Don't be stupid. You killed them because you had to. You had no choice, doll" I snap, trying to keep my voice low to not scare her. I crouch to her level and hold her chin in my hand so she is forced to face me.

"You did so well. You were so smart. You won because you had it in you, doll" I speak as she tries to look away but my grip on her chin tightens so she has no choice other than to look up at me.

"Coryo?" Her voice is quiet as I feel her body shaking softly. "Can I go wash please?" Charlotte asks and so I step back. "Anything you want, doll, I'll see when they are sending clothes for you so you can be nice and clean, got it?" I say, trying to comfort her.

I watch her as she slowly gets up, her body weak and shaking in shock at the games and what she's done. I hide my smirk at her state. "C'mon, want me to run you a bath, doll?" I offer as I lead her to the bathroom.

Quickly I begin running the bath and watch as she sits on the floor, crying with her knees to her chest. I sit beside her as the bath runs and try to hide my smirk at her tears. "You look pathetic, doll, you know that don't you?" I finally speak as she slowly looks up with a shocked expression.

"Did my girl not realise? I thought you were my smart girl but I guess not, doll, might have to find someone better, yeah?" I smirk, as she looks up scared and wipes her tears.

"I- I'm sorry, Coryo, I-" she goes to apologise but I cut her by gripping her face once more. "Is my smart girl apologising?" I mock as she softly nods in my tight grip. I can see the confusion and desperation on her face, she's too scared to be alone and I know I have her where I want her.

"You don't wanna disappoint me, do you doll?" I force myself to smile softly at her as she nods and I wrap my arms around her. "Be a good girl and listen to me, got it?" I say, loving how easy she is to control.

"You're not going back to 12" I finalise, knowing that I can't just let her go so easy. I watch as her heart breaks in front of me and so I try to blame it on the Capitol instead of my own need to be with her. "The Capitol wants you to stay. They loved you, doll and they aren't ready for you to leave yet."

"Bu- but I thought victors were allowed home?" She says quietly, a look of devastation across her almost too perfect face. "Sometimes, doll. But you're different. You're going to stay here for a while, with me. You wanna stay with me, don't you, doll?" I speak, holding her cheeks in my gentle but firm grip.

I can see the look of guilt and hurt in her face as she nods, clearly not wanting to disappoint me. "That's a good girl, just listen to me and you'll be happy, okay?" I say, almost softly, loving how her vulnerability practically invites me in.