"Hey, you stupid kid!"
A male voice yelled at I looked over, only to see a knife be thrown and head straight towards me. Everything happened so fast, I don't even know what happen. My race skips a beat and I freeze but it only lasted for not even a second before I felt a hand grab my wrist and yank me out of the way. I hear a bang as the knife that was heading straight towards me hit the target I was in front of. I am whipped around, meeting the familiar green gaze that belonged to Tyson's but he didn't look happy. His eyes showed worry, and a bit of anger.
"Maddie! What were you thinking?" Tyson spoke out, worry clearly shown in his voice and his voice was also stern. I stayed silent, turning my gaze to the ground. He was mad at me. I risked everything. Thinking of that, a tear falls from my right eye and falls to the ground. I sense Tyson get less tense and his expression soften.
"I-I was worried. I couldn't find you." I sniffled, Tyson pulling me into a hug.
"It's alright. I'm here now." Tyson whispers into my ear, calming me down.
"Im sorry. I didnt mean to run into a tar-" Tyson gently puts a finger on my lips shushing me.
"It's alright, Maddie." He says kindly, getting back to his feet and grabbing my hand. "Lets just go to our room." He says as we head to the elevators. We boarded on one and Tyson pushed the button for our floor.As the elevator lifted, Tyson ruffled my hair, probably still sensing that I was upset. I look up at him and he gives me a warm smile, picking me up.
"Stop with the frowny face!" He chuckles. " Or I will have to get the tickle monster." Tyson teased with a smirk. My frown didn't go away.
"Alright..." Tyson smirked mischievously before he started tickling me again. I laugh, a smile growing on my face and my frown was gone. He kept tickling me, until the elevator opened up. I stop laughing, a few chuckles still escaping and he placed me on the ground taking my hand again as we walked down the hall to our room.
When we enter our room, I go and lay down on one of the beds that was near the window to rest. I sit down on the bed and sit criss cross apple sauce, and look out the window. It was still hard to believe I was here.. At my death place. In a couple of days I'd be fighting to the death. I will be dying.. and I dont know how. I could be killed with a knife, a spear, any kind of weapon. I could die slowly and painfully, or quick and painless. Or i can die of natural causes. Who knows? All I know is that I am not going to survive this. Even Tyson's promise.. he cant watch me 24/7 he has to fend himself too. What if Tyson dies? I wont be able to survive..I will die. Maybe Marcus was right.. I will die at the bloodbath. I am a easy target.. I'm so little. I don't stand a chance at all. I want to go home. i wish i was home in my warm bed right now. I wish I was in my mother's arms, but no im here in this cold death filled place.. A place where I am going to die.
Tyson comes over and sits next to me, putting an arm around me.
"Everything is going to be okay.. I promise. Please believe me. I won't let you die Maddie." He says comfortingly, gently resting my head on his chest. He stroked my blonde hair which makes me smile a bit. He was so caring toward me.. I dont know where I would be without him right now. I only knew him for a short while and I know he is my savior, he cares for me. I know I can trust him. He's like a parent to me.. I already dont know where i would be without him right now. Would i be a nervous wreck? Would i be dead from stupidly jumping infront of that target? Would i be having these thoughts? I dont know. It's funny how life works.How people come into your life and make everything better. You don't know what would of happened if those people came into your life. You dont know where youd be, what would happen... You just dont know and it will remain a mystery. It's like life is planned.
I dont know whats going to happen in the near future. I don't know if I will die or live. But if I live that means that Tyson will die. What if we have to fight eachother at the end. Will i kill myself for him? Will he kill himself for me? It's a question but I have a feeling I wont last that long. We just have to wait and see.
YOU ARE READING
Birthday Quell
FanfictionIt is the 100th Hunger Games, making it the 4th quarter quell. Ages of 12 and up must be in the reaping. Maddie Clarkson, is put in the reaping. Though she is only Eleven years old, her birthday falls on the day of the Games, which would make her o...