Chapter 21

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Weston comes into my room, "No more wheelchair?" He asks, and I shake my head. "Glad to hear," he says, "anyway, I just wanted to let you know that Molly refuses to come here unless you go to her home in district one and talk to her." I nod, "Okay," I say, "I leave today." Weston writes something down, "How does noon sound?" He asks, "Perfect," I answer.

I go to the makeup room, Keith does a simple look as always with the same glowing cheek highlight and eyeliner to match the color of my clothes. Today he did black and pale pink liner. Petra dresses me in a pale pink strapless jumpsuit and let's me try wearing black pumps. I go back to Keith and he does my hair in beach waves.

I go to my parents office because they want Jared and I to meet with people they hired to do my wedding. I see Jared already there with them, "Raven these people are going to design your wedding," my mom says, "Jared told them you want to have it in the white rose garden is that correct?" I nod.

We talk for about an hour and a half. We get the set up, guest list, and roles all planned out. Weston comes into the room, "Your flight is about to take off," he tells me. I get up, "Where are you going?" My dad asks. "District one," I answer and go with Weston. He leads me into a plane and sits in a seat next to me. "For safety reasons, anytime you visit the districts body guards will accompany you," he says, and I nod.

We land in a field, and people in white suits come in cars and bring me to an area filled with houses. They stop in front of a pretty large house, "Here you go, Miss," they say. I get out of the car and two body guards follow me. I knock on the door and Molly answers it. When she sees me her face is straight, all she does is move out of the doorway, allowing me in.

I walk in and she still doesn't say a word. She motions for me to sit on her couch and she sits on a seat across from me. "Nice place," I say, "Thank you," she says. She doesn't sound genuinely happy when she says that. "How are you?" I ask, "Well I'm not the one who was in a coma for three years, I should ask how are you," She says. I laugh a little but her face stays straight. "I'm fine," I say.

"So you want me to be your maid of honor," she states, "even though you never spent any time with me. You were always busy either trying to save Jared's life or being with him." I try to say something but she interrupts me, "And man, ever since you freed me from the Levvergent serum my life has become a series of even more traumatic and complicated events," she says, "it's like I wasn't even freed at all."

"Molly, we gave you a life where you didn't have to be controlled and you could control your own mind," I say. "Really? Because the first thing that happened when we got to Amity is that we joined that army. I joined for you. I joined because it was important to you. When was the last time you did something for me?" She says.

She tries to hold back tears, "I helped save you from the Bureau," I say. "If I remember correctly you didn't save me. You only found me because I found you first. Not to mention that you would've died if I hadn't been there," she says, her eyes tearing. I attempt to say something but she, again, doesn't let me.

"Raven, you've had your time to explain yourself. Everyone gives Raven Eaton all the chances in the world. Now it's my turn to explain myself," she says, "All I've been doing for the past five years is enduring hell to benefit you. And I'm tired of just being taken for granted. Like I'm just another convenience to you. Well you know what? I'm done living my life for you. I'm going to live for myself. Look, I don't know what they told you about my leaving but I left because of all of the horrible things being with you people brought to me. Do you realize that they killed my dad in the war they had while you were in your coma?" She says raising her voice.

I sigh, trying not to cry. "I'm sorry," is all I can say. There is nothing else to say. "Yeah," she says, "so am I. So you know what, I'm not going to bother you anymore. You got the life you've always wanted, so I hope you enjoy it. I just hope you learn that people aren't just pons in your own little game." My eyes water but I hold back the tears. "Will you at least give me a hug before I leave?" I ask, "since I'll obviously never see you again." She doesn't move, "Goodbye, Raven," she says. I nod and get up, my bodyguards take me back to the plane and Weston is there.

"How'd it go?" He asks. "Take me back to the Capitol," I say, "now!" I sit down and take a deep breath, trying my hardest not to cry.

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