𝑸𝒖𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒎 ❦ 𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒔 𝒙 𝑭𝒆𝒎 𝑶𝒄

❦- 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 .02 -❦

"Ow." I wince through gritted teeth as a stick scrapes the side of my leg.

I was right, Newt and Gally did get into an argument about where I would work for the rest of the day, it was actually hilarious.

But now, I'm roaming the 'Woods' looking for sticks that would be good for the Bonfire, I thought Newt would be helping me like he said, but he says he's gotta figure out if he's giving the Greenie the tour later or if Alby is. I think he's actually just waiting to see if it's a guy he'll finally like.

Shucking hell

I look down at my hurting leg, it doesn't seem like too bad of an injury, but there is a little bit of blood dripping down halfway down my calf.

Should I let Jeff check it out? No. Maybe I could just get a band-aid. But then everyone will see I hurt myself.

I groan out of frustration at my conflicted thoughts.

I'll just wear longer pants. I pull at the hem of my pants, trying to make them cover my bleeding calf. I'm sure I have some.

The sticks in my arms almost fall everywhere as I begin walking to the Medhut, I ignore everyone's stares while I walk through the Glade, I wish I could get a minute without their shucking eyes on me. It's not everyone that does it, but most people. And it's disgusting.

When I finally arrive at the Medhut I knock on the door, hoping no one's inside. I wait for a moment, silently cursing myself for even coming here in the first place.

I can hear some scurrying around inside. Once it quiets down the door creaks open, and I see a surprised Clint on the other side.

"Um," He clears his throat, "Mari, hi, come in!" His widened eyes tell me that he wasn't expecting me to be at the door, I rarely visit the Medhut because I'm either too worried about how everyone would treat me when they realise I'm hurt, or, just because I can't be bothered.

I don't say anything as I walk past him, instead I go straight to the drawers, rummaging through them.

"Are you okay, Mari?" I recognise the voice as Jeff's, I can tell because his isn't as deep as Clint's, though it's pretty close.

I turn around so I'm facing him when I speak, Jeff and Clint don't deserve to be disrespected, they're nice guys, and they look after everyone, I respect them for that. "Do you guys have band-aids?"

They both chuckle to themselves before Clint grabs a plain white box off of the desk that's in the corner of the room.

I walk up to Clint and try to grab the box out of his hand, but he pulls it away.

"Can we see what happened? We should make sure it's not too deep, it could get infected."

I shake my head as a "No." The caring tone in his voice makes an unpleasant feeling creep up my spine, I know I shouldn't feel yuck, he's just trying to make sure I'm alright, but I can practically feel goosebumps forming on my arms by the moment. For him to see it would mean he would need to touch my leg, I don't want that. I don't want anyone to touch me.

"Don't worry about it." I say, changing my mind about this whole thing, "I'll just suck it up, I shouldn't have come here anyways."

I begin to walk away when I hear an alarm start to blare, a 'Beep, beep, beep.' sound radiating around the Glade so loudly that it makes me want to go death.

I watch as I see people running to the box that's in the middle of the Glade through the door. I don't know what they're all freaking out about, this happens every month, it's nothing new.