-Niall’s pov-
I was sitting on the couch in the train as I stared outside the window with a numb expression on my face. I couldn’t get to this really. This wasn’t my reality. My reality was back in district 12 were I would go to school and make breakfast for mom and Greg. Walk my little brother to school and go hunting with Zayn when we could. My reality was going onto the market, sell the flesh we got and have nice talks with people. My reality was watching two people getting taken away from their families and die in an arena. People that were not me. The sky was dark outside, almost black, but the stars gave me comfort somehow. I felt like I ended up in a worse nightmare that I would awake from soon enough, but something told me that that wouldn’t happen. Probably because this was my reality now. The door opened as Liam walked in. He still appeared pale and he probably was just as confused as I am. The thought of having to kill him was unbearable. Then again, wasn’t the thought of killing someone in particulair horrible? I killed animals to survive, so would I be able to do the same with humans? I probably only could tell when the game was on.
“Perrie said we are expected at tomorrow’s breakfast for instructions.” Liam spoke as he sat down in a chair. I bet it was so expensive that if I’d sell it, I could give mom and Greg, maybe even Zayn’s whole family food for their entire lives with what you payed for food in our district. I nodded slowly. They’d probably have delicious food again, but I had the feeling I wouldn’t be hungry. I found myself thinking. If district 12 got two boys into the arena this year, then the districts 1, 3, 5, 7, 9. and 11 would bring in girls. I’m not saying that I underestimate girls but.. the guys from district 1 always looked very musciline and scary, so I’m glad I atleast don’t have to face them. People from districts richer mostly are already trained for the games. They actually train so they can volunteer for the games and bring pride for their district. It actually isn’t allowed, but I never heard the capitol complain about it, so I guess it doesn’t make sense. “Alright..” I sighed. “You’re really a strong person.. Volunteering for your brother like that..” Liam complimented me as I raised my eyebrows, because hell, why would he try to search for contact when he would have to kill me in a couple of days. “Thank you. You’re the baker’s son, right?” I already knew he answer, but well, it was a try to keep the conversation going while I actually didn’t want it to continue. He nodded slowly. “Yeah..” Was it a good idea to start about his family? Probably not, but hey, he started the conversation, right? Or maybe he just wanted to compliment me. “I always trade your dad’s bread for flesh.. Greg always wants to look in the etalage to see the cakes.” Which were way to expensive to be bought by me by the way. I would never be able to afford one. You see, district 12 has sort of a separation. Liam lived on the side were people have more then the side where I live. Or should I say lived? Since it’s pretty clear I won’t get back there. Never again. Then reality suddenly hit me. My reality. The reality. I was going into that arena. I was going to make people like me so they donated money to keep me alive. I was going to kill people.
I was going to be a piece of this sick game.
I stood up the next morning feeling compleetly knackered. I hadn’t slept at all, not that I had expected too though. All kind of thoughts had been haunting my mom. Zayn, Greg and mom in special. Would they be alright? Would mom be taking care of Greg? Would Zayn be able to take care of two families now? I looked up when I heard a knock on my door as Perrie walked in. “Time to get up my very first volunteer!” If that was going to be my new nickname she better cut it out. I nodded slowly and looked around the room. I had to admit it looked absolutely gorgeous. “Take a shower! I’ll put your clothes on the bed.” I nodded slowly as I got out of the bed and walked over to the bathroom. These showers were absolutely creepy. I liked them though. I’ve never felt so fresh and clean before honestly and hell… I could enjoy my last days alive a bit, right? After I took a shower I took on the clothes Perrie put on the bed for me and walked over to the “livingroom” to see not only Perrie and Liam, but also Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson. Harry appeared to be very interested in the glass filled with bright blue liquid he was holding and Louis looked up. “Goodmorning..” He said softly. I wasn’t sure wether I was suprised by his lack of happiness on the other side it would probaby be weird if he had said it happy as well. I returned the goodmorning and sat down. “Let’s start!” Perrie said dramatically. “The first thing we will have to take care off when we get in the capitol is the massive opening! You guys will have to promote yourselfes! Second, you’ll have three days of training and then show up for the game maker and his collagues to show what your speciality is, be aware that this performance will mean alot, since the grades will be shown in the capitol. How higher your grade, the more people will be willing to spend their money on you.” So now they were going to bet on us ha? “As you know the money will be used for things you’ll need in the arena and be aware that these might just be the things to keep you alive in there.” Louis added. I nodded slowly and glanced at Liam seeing he was turning around the piece of bread in his hand, giving all his attention to it, but I could tell he was listening. I suddenly reminded how he tossed me the bread back then and bit my lip. Maybe I could return the favor by saving him in the arena for once? I had no idea. “You will both get a stylist who will design your clothes for the interviews and such.” Perrie explained. As long as they wouldn’t dress me in those horrible clothes Perrie was wearing right now it should be fine, because otherwise I was literally gonna refuse. I was going to die anyways, it wasn’t like it would make any difference. I grabbed the bread and looked over at Harry who now took a sip of his drink. He was sinking to the left as Louis noticed and pulled an arm around him. The younger boy looking up as Louis pecked his lips. I knew I was right about them being together. It used to be a trend in the capitol, dating the same sex. It had always been Legal, but one year ago it suddenly became very populair. In the districts it didn’t appear very often you saw same sex couples together, not in district 12 atleast. I knew I liked boys though. I glanced over at the boy who saved my life along with Greg’s and mom’s and a question popped up in my mind like it had often done last night, yet I couldn’t find the answer:
How the hell am I suppossed to kill him?
Question: Which person who has a connection to One Direction or which famous person would be perfect to have Cinna’s role?! You guys tell me! I’ll probably dedicate that chapter to the person who comes with the best option if I find out how I do that… (never done that before LOL! :’D)
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