MCSM: Hunger Games

~chapter five~

The crowd burst into hysterics, right as the buzzer went off.
I didn't mean for it to be that dramatic, but it was- and there was nothing I could do to prevent the whole theater from spiraling into madness.
"THATS ALL THE TIME WE HAVE FOR LUKAS!" Boomed Reginald in an attempt to soothe the crowd.
I walked of the stage in haste, not bothering to look back at the screaming crowd.
All the tributes had left, leaving only Jess and I behind stage.
Jess glared at me, her gaze more hateful than the careers.
She started walking to the elevator (this one isn't glass) , her heels clicking on the glittering floor.
I quickened my speed, just making it into the elevator before it closed.
I looked to Jess, who was fuming.
"Jess, I-"
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" Snarled Jess, slamming me into the elevator wall. "YOU MADE ME LOOK HELPLESS!"
Her elbow was in the center of my chest, keeping me pinned to the wall.
"I-I'm sorry, I-"
"SHUT UP!" Yelled Jess, her emerald green eyes full of hate. "PEOPLE WILL THINK THEY CAN BEST US NOW!"
Suddenly, the elevator door opened, causing me to fall onto the floor of our dorm level.
Jess got angry, smashing a vase which shattered next to me- which caused our prep crews to run in screaming.
"ARE YOU TWO OKAY?!" Shrieked Sorren, running over to us.
They were all screaming, Ivor trying to calm Jess down.
"Oh my goodness! Lukas!" Wailed Gabriel. "You're bleeding!"
I looked down at my hands, bloody from the broken glass on the floor.
My skin was stinging, burning from its contact with the broken shards.
Magnus helped me up, and i saw Jess on the brink of tears.
She was leaned up against the wall, a single deep gash in her right palm.
"This way, Lukas!" Snapped Magnus. "You're going to get blood everywhere!"
He took my arm, dragging me with him to my room.
...
"Now, this may sting a little."
"Wait, what exactly are you do-AH!" I screamed my last word of my sentence, my prep team spraying my hands with a disinfectant spray.
"OW!" I yelled, emphasizing my anger.
"Sorry, Lukas." Sighed Gabriel, taking out a roll of bandages. "But we don't want you to get infection before heading to the arena."
I rolled my eyes, Magnus starting to wrap my hands the white cotton.
"Because you guys don't want me to die before tomorrow, right?" I spat. "That'd just ruin the fun- if nobody got to watch me die!"
"LUKAS!" Gasped Gabriel. "It's is an HONOUR to participate in the annual games! I thought you'd know that by now."
"Yeah." Growled Magnus. "If I got the chance to be in the arena, id thank president Hadrian personally."
I kept my mouth shut for the rest of the time, not wanting to have to deal with any more annoying capital people.
I just want to
Go
Home.
...
I couldn't sleep.
Tomorrow was the start of the games, and I kept thinking of the ways someone would kill me.
Or... how I'd kill myself if it had to come to that.
The building layout was in floors. One floor for each district.
Since we're twelve- we're closest to the roof.
The roof with a beautiful garden on top of it.
And that's where I was.
Wind chimes clinked together, creating a conglomeration of... chiming noises I guess.
I was so lost in thought and worry, that I didn't even notice Jess walk onto the roof as well.
"I'm sorry about your hands." Growled Jess, sitting down next to me.
She faced away from me.
I looked down at the bandages still on my hands, small droplets of blood soaked into the cloth.
"It's okay." I sighed.
Silence.
Jess and I didn't speak, an awkward silence growing between us.
"Lukas....I'm scared." Whimpered Jess, pulling her knees to her chest.
I looked at her, trying to imagine being in an arena with capitol mutations and serial killers.
And there's always the possibility of me trying to kill her.
But I'd never do that.
Even though she doesn't know it.
"I'm terrified of the thought of having to kill innocent people." She muttered. "We're children, for gods sake."
She turned around slowly, and she was right next to me.
"I just..... I want to go home." She croaked. "I want to see my mother, and Sadie... and I... i just wish none of this existed. That i could just run away from all of this."
She was on the brink of tears, but I knew that I couldn't comfort her.
No matter how hard I tried, we would still be stuck here, and we would still be in the arena by this time tomorrow.
Either dead, or alive.
I brushed hair out of her face, her sparkling green eyes locked on mine.
Without warning, she hugged me.
Squeezing me as tightly as humanly possible, she had started sobbing.
"I DONT WANT TO BE HERE!" She wailed, squeezing me tighter. "I... I DONT WANT TO DIE!"
I hugged her back, not believing that my crush was in my arms.
"Jess..... I'll make sure to protect you in that arena." I asserted.
She stopped sobbing, faintly hiccuping.
"If I can walk, i will never let you be in danger. I promise that I'll protect you, and district twelve will actually have a winner this year."
Yes I plan on letting Jess go home.
Yes, my body will lay in the arena with twenty two others.
Jess will go home.
And if she doesn't make it, I'm not going down without a fight.
District twelve WILL have a winner this year.
And the other districts are going to have to deal with it.