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𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗' 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜

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𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗' 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜

𝙵𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜

𝙸𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎

𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚌𝚎

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎

 -𝚃𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚂𝚠𝚒𝚏𝚝 (𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛)

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I haven't been able to lay down on my back in a couple of days. When Snow caught me trying to escape he sent me into a room that was isolated from all the others. I had never been on that side of the Tribute Center before so I was confused as to where we were going.

When I was thrown into the room I only saw darkness. The room had been cold and when the lights turned on slightly I could see the wet floor in front of me. I heard loud noises of creatures that I didn't know.

I didn't know how long I was in there for. I must've been in there for only an hour before they were released. The lizard looking mutts with white skin and a long tail. Their long claws had scratched up my back.

I didn't know how long I was being tossed around by them before a Peacekeeper shot his gun and they ran back to where they came from. He had lifted me up from where I was curled up in a ball on the floor and brought me to the medical wing where they had cleaned my wounds and stitched a couple of the deeper cuts.

They then sent me to hair and makeup where I was then sent to go do an interview with Peeta and Caesar. I had no idea why I was being put in the interview too. I knew that Snow wanted Peeta to be put in them to torture Katniss and show her how fast he is deteriorating. Why I went in? I have no idea.

They didn't have any time to prep me on what to say so I had to look behind the camera and stare at a script they had made for me. They must've really messed with Peeta because he didn't have to read off anything.

I got punished after everything that I said. I guess Snow understood what I said more than I thought he would.

I can't tell what is real or not anymore. They have tampered with so many of my memories with Finnick that I can't tell if he has hurt me just like my parents did the entire time we have been together.

There are some memories that I know are tampered with, but other ones seem so clear that I don't know if it's just my imagination. I try and whisper to myself every night telling myself that everything is just a figment of my imagination, but I'm starting to not believe in myself anymore.

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