Broken Ones

Clove- Chapter 13

Today went by in a blur. It was very similar to yesterday, besides there was no knife incident again. Oh, also the big one from 11 declined to be part of the careers. Something about staying true to his mom or whatever. Or was it for the little girl? I don't remember. All I know is now he's a huge threat. He's taller than Cato, by a couple inches. And that's surprising. Must be
6' 6" to 6' 7".

The boy from 12 also tried to impress us by throwing a large weight over his head across the room. I couldn't tell if he was aiming at us or not, because the hit the spears that Marvel and Glimmer were standing next to. It didn't really impress me, but Cato thought otherwise. He had a plan that I apparently wasn't notified of. I don't know.

I lay in bed ignoring my stomachs growls for food, trying to calm myself down. I close my eyes to rest them. Then I hear the door open, without a knock or anything. My eyes pop open.

"You know, it's rude to open a door without knocking."

"Well, you would think I would have authorization." My body becomes very still. It wasn't the warming voice of Cato, the vicious voice of Enobaria, or even the cold voice of my father. I sit up quickly.

"Hello Miss Kentwell. I see you've made yourself comfortable." The president states walking across the room, not breaking the eye contact.

"Do you mind?" He stops in front and points at the armchair in the corner of the room. I shake my head. He slowly, but surely sits down in the seat.

"Well, as comfortable as you can be in a different bed." He nods in response, removing a white rose from his suit and placing it on the side table next to him.

"I see. Well, I can tell your not in the mood to talk, by your body language and your tone, so let's skip straight to the point. I've already talked to your District partner about this." He pauses.

"Go on." I state and he continues.

"I want you to kill The Mockingjay."

I look at him straight in the eyes. "Um...Repeat?"

He snaps and a two peace keepers rush in, pointing a gun at me. Snow locks his gaze on me. I say nothing.

The peacekeepers cock their guns and I gulp.

"Kill the Mockingjay."

I look at him confused. "The what?"

All around me I start hearing yelling, screaming, and gunshots. They progressively get louder and louder. Why won't it stop? No matter how hard I try they keep getting louder.

"The Mockingjay! THE MOCKINGJAY!"

"HOOO RAAA! HOOO RAAA! HOOOOOOO RAAAAAAAAAA! HOOOOOOO RAAAAAAAAAA!"

I get out of bed and end up collapsing on the floor to start screaming over the noise. The screams are so loud a swear I feel my eardrums burst. The pain is so unbearable...

Then I hear a scream that's too familiar.

"CLOVE!"

Cato.

***

I wake up screaming and shaking uncontrollably.

"I-it was all a dream." I reassure myself out loud.

"Yeah... You started screaming and then shaking when I came in here. It was insane. Anyways, get dressed. Melashia wants you downstairs." I groan and shove a pillow on my face.