𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒.
❝ you aren't scared of the
cruel games they play.
you're too busy being swept
up in a flame of her lies. ❞
𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 - 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐘
𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐁𝐘 @𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐡𝐞�...
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"Zach!" I yelp, finally stumbling upon our reserved cave.
After two hours (well, what I think was two hours), I've finally regained my memory of the location of Zach and I's cave.
Tamora's death still lurks in the back of my mind, nor being fully comprehended.
"Zach," I say lowly, stepping into the cave. My eyes roam the empty walls and ground, in search for any supplies.
Nothing.
He's not here.
The hope in my heart falls, and I let out a deep sigh of disappointment. By this time, Zach and the careers could be all the way back at the Cornucopia.
I slide down a wall of the cave, my eyes squeezing shut. My heart pounds in my chest, and my legs ache. My body begs me for sleep, from the exhaustion that has just gathered within me.
I grab a canister of water from my backpack, and swallow down the warm liquid. I groan halfway through my drink, hunger clawing at my stomach.
Taking dried jerky from a small package, I begin to eat, my mind drifting to my previous encounters today.
I still can't grasp that Tamora is gone. My head tells me that she isn't coming back. But my heart says otherwise- that she's not actually gone. Even though I know which one is right, I don't want to realize what has unfolded.
I don't want to know that Tristan and Tamora are both dead. I don't want to know that Zach could be alone somewhere, on the verge of dying. I don't want to know that Cato- or any of my allies for that matter- are gone.
Because at this point, hope is all I have.
Hope isn't a good thing. Hope almost always lets you down, when you need something so badly that it hurts.
Hope is scary. Hope will never tell you the truth, even when everyone else around you believes it.
And I don't want to be one of those people that thrive on hope. But right now, I have other plans.
I don't have anyone right now. Cato, Glimmer, Marvel, Clove, Peeta, and Zach are all out there, while I'm alone.
Before I know it, darkness has fallen. Except tonight, there aren't any stars. The Capitol seal beams on the sky, music playing around the arena.
And my heart almost stops in my chest, when I see Glimmer's picture shoot across the sky for a short matter of seconds.
I gasp, and rub my eyes, not believing anything I see. But when my eyes open up again, the picture is gone.