Mockingjay's Daughter (Hunger Games Fanfiction)

Chapter 53: Lust

(This is Drakob White)

I get up out of my uncomfortable and small bed, feeling somewhat ready for the day.

It's been months since I have woken from my coma and a lot has changed since being told about the battle that will be happening.

Tye has been training me everyday in the Gym since the day he agreed to do so after confessing my insecurities about my body. The intense sessions left my weak muscles ache for the first few days, then after it went away I could already feel myself improving. I've started to realise a change recently; my body was more toned than it was before and when I looked in the mirror I no longer saw a skinny frame but curves and fat covering my once exposed bones. I actually had a big bust and butt which I was really happy about. I was no longer a weak little kid, but I was now becoming a women.

Mom and Dad even commented the other day that I look really healthy. My parents seem happy that I've found a hobby and we do try and spend evenings together, but they are so busy with meetings and planning for the war. When I told them I knew and that I wanted to fight they were against it, of course.

They are actually away on a mission right now to District 4 and then to District 7.

They left yesterday for further preparations of battle against the Capitol. I'm not sure what for exactly (something about allies?) but either way I wasn't allowed to go with them. They made such a fuss about leaving me and even though I do miss them when I'm not with them, I do want some time to myself-mainly due to the claustrophobic room we have to live in. But after getting me back, both Mom and Dad have been more protective than ever over me. I mean I get it after what has happened but I want to fight! To get revenge against what the Capital and Kenneth Snow has done to me! Even with the physical scars they've inflicted: my new artificial leg, the long term effects of malnourishment on my body, the nightmares from the attempted hijacking that invalid my mind almost every night still...

I no longer want to be a victim.

I sigh thinking of the battle that will take place soon.

I wish there didn't have to be so much corruption from the Capital and all of the deaths that this fighting causes.

The Games, the death and destruction...all so unnecessary.

After getting dressed in my training gear I get up and head off to breakfast. I walk through the halls and when I see Drakobs door from his room my mind draws back to him...and the huge fight we had a week ago...

Basically, I got fed up with him never coming to see me and when I confronted him about his absence, he tried using my friendship with Tye as a jealous excuse. We decided to just take a break from each other for a while. Even though he has been a jerk and more like the Drakob I first came to knew, I hope it is just him mourning over what has been happening.

I love him.

Those feelings I had developed for him in the games and the longing for his life I held onto in the cell I was imprisoned within months ago wasn't all for nothing.

Taking another look at his door, I contemplate going to see him, but when I look back I see Tye.

"Hey Willow," he greets me, whilst brushing his dark brown hair back with his fingers.

He is wearing a jumpsuit instead of his training clothes. I swear it's the first time I've seen him out of some form of gym gear.