❝FIRE ON FIRE WOULD NORMALLY
KILL US, BUT THIS MUCH DESIRE,
TOGETHER WE'RE WINNERS❞
in which a girl from district 4
meets a boy from district 2
during the 74th annual
hunger games.
[the hunge...
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GASPING FOR AIR, Lilia's eyes snapped open to a blinding white room around her. Her heart was still racing from the events in the arena, and it took her a moment to realize that she was no longer outside. As her vision cleared, she noticed the luxurious surroundings around her. The fabric on her body was soft, and she looked down, noticing she was now dressed in a silk, white gown.
Lilia immediately bolted upright, her hands reaching to her face. Her fingers ran over her skin, smooth and unblemished. Not a scratch, not a single bruise. A monitor beeped softly beside her bed, displaying her vitals. Perfectly normal.
Turning her head, the girl noticed her reflection in the mirrored glass. Her blonde hair, once tangled with dirt and sweat, now fell in clean, soft waves around her shoulders. She glanced down at her hands, her nails perfectly manicured in a clear polish.
What happened? Where was she?
Lilia swung her legs over the side of the bed, her bare feet touching the cold, marble floor.
She was in the Capitol.
The realization settled over her slowly. The last thing she remembered was being lifted up into the Capitol hovercraft. She remembered the growls of the mutts, the Cornucopia, and then...nothing.
Just darkness.
"Cato..." she whispered, the name slipping from her lips before she could stop it.
Lilia's gaze darted around the room, searching for any sign of the others. For Katniss, for Peeta, for him.
With an "umph", She pushed herself off the bed, feeling a newfound strength in her legs. Whatever they had done to her, it made all of her pain disappear. Lilia crossed the room quickly, moving to the door on the left side on the room.
She needed to talk to someone.
She needed answers.
Lilia pressed her hand against the door, but it didn't budge. Frustrated, she pounded on it with her fists.
"Hello?" she called out. "Is anyone there?"
A moment passed, and then another. The longer she was in the room, the more the panic began to creep in her chest. She slammed her hand against the door again, harder this time.
"Please!"
A soft click sounded, and the door slid open. Lilia stumbled back as a woman stepped into the room, her expression calm.
"Miss Conway," the woman said in a soothing voice. "Please, there's no need for alarm. You're safe now."
"Safe?" Lilia's voice was sharper than she intended. "Where are the others? Where is Cato?"
