The Games We Play

Chapter 14: Waking up in the Hospital?

Finn's POV:
The personal training with the gamemakers was held back because of Maica's injuries.

She only broke like 8 bones falling from a 80 -story building, and I have to say, that's impossible. She definitely the daughter of some of the strongest victors.

Since Maica was sent to the Capitol hospital, Willow has been curled up in my lap in the waiting room, crying and sobbing, muttering things I couldn't translate.

Rye, on the other hand, has been by the door 24/7, trying to see past the tinted window of the room.

I wonder why Rye's so worried. I mean, it's scary to see you friend in that condition, but I wouldn't be so selfish to leave my sister, now, hysterically crying in the hands of her boyfriend who tries to calm her, but fails attempting.

I start to think that they are just fixing her up to fight to the death in a arena full of who knows what.

Jamaica's POV:

I feel really dizzy and I can't see straight. What happened? All I know is that I was on the roof and I was having a panic attack about the games.

Suddenly, everything clicked. I had fell off the roof. Man, that sounds really stupid. I heard the doctors talking to one another about a 80 -story building, could that be the one I fell off of? Maybe.

I was going to call a nurse, but then I felt something on my arm. I used my good arm, or at least the arm that was in better shape, to try and get the object off.

I yelp in pain. Why does a bandage hurt that much?

My vision starts to clear up and I see that it wasn't a bandage. It was a cast.

Jamaica Mason, having a cast in the Hunger Games. Wow, look! What a good reputation!! *note the sarcasm* Before I could find a sharp object to take the cast off, a doctor comes in and looks at my wounds.

"Hello, Miss Mason. I heard you had a accident." The doctor said, laughing at the last part. "Many people have panic attacks about the games and try to jump off the edge of the sleeping areas roof. As for you, you started hyperventilating and fainted, causing you to fall off the edge, ending in very few injuries, surprisingly."

"I'm still going into the games, right?" I ask, hoping the answer is—"No. I'm sorry. The games can't be postponed." The doctor says, giving me a warm smile.

"Oh, by the way, you have some visitors outside. Would you was to see them?" She asks, looking at the door and then back at me.

"Yes, please. I would like to see them."

"Okay. I'll let them in. Also, we will have nurses come in, in about 45 minutes or so to take your casts off." She says, walking towards the door.

Hey guys!!! This isn't long but it's something. I'm really tired so I'm gonna go, but I will try my best to update more often. I kinda left it on a cliffie, but a cliffie you can handle. Heh. Bye. Have a good day/night!!!