"Let me go!" I try my hardest to yank my arm out of the strong guards grasp. I look around me at the thick cement ceiling that is starting to crumble a bit. In fact, it's caving in. I see a chunk fall an inch from my head. Everything looks washed if colour and faded almost.
"You shouldn't have been lurking around here without permission." The guard says in a low tone. His voice is stern and full of confidence.
"I was looking for my family!" I say in surrender as I see that he has a siring in his hand. It injects my arm with a tingling sensation and I fall to the ground hopelessly. A awake to see my mother, Prim, Peeta, Gale, Effie, Haymich and Cinna. They look as if they have been tortured many times and now are covered in blood and bruises. I scream as loud as I can as everything turns white, like a cloud and all my problems just fade away.Gasping violently for breath and sitting bolt upright as I finally manage to detach from my string of horrible nightmares. The last one stuck in my head a lot though. I can't just sit in bed all day so I decide to get ready, even if there is no one here. I easily open the smooth sliding glass drawer on my dresser and pick out the first two things I see. I put on the grey, loose fitting pants and a tight black shirt. I'm not too worried about my clothing most of the time so it doesn't seem like much of a concern to me, but if Effie were here- Effie! I totally forgot about her going into the arena and I never said goodbye! To any of them, in fact. I feel like I always have problems with this kind of stuff, I forget to say goodbye and hate myself for it after. It's just hard for my brain to comprehend. It's like everything is all one long nightmare that never ends and I just can't fully believe what people tell me. Well mostly It hurts too much to believe it.
"Hey," Peeta says quietly, walking into my room where I lie on a damp pillow from my tears. I struggle to sit up as I try to push myself up with my wobbly, shaking arms.
"Hey," I say and a tear forms in my eye. I automatically blink it back, I can't believe he's really here. I almost lost hope that he was still alive.
"Are you hungry? Effie's waiting in the dining room, yelling at the Avox who was supposed to give her a fork not a spoon. Really, I think she's lost it. She's going "But it's chicken! Pull it together people!" Haymich is, well, he's holding up. I guess..." Peeta blabs on and on and I can't really focus on what he's saying. Only on what his face is showing, I've never seen him like this before. He looks like he just saw a three headed monster being ripped apart by a butterfly. He's confused, upset, amazed, lost and he doesn't look like he's really present. He's just standing there. He's looking off into the distance somewhere behind me but not really looking at anything in general. I can tell he's trying hard to cover it up but it's not working. I know Peeta and there is something wrong, I know it. I don't know what's going on, but all I know is that this is not the boy with the bread."Wait," I just realized something. "You said that Effie and Haymich are in the dining room."
"Yeah" he shrugs.
"Well, where were you guys last night? You weren't here, I checked everywhere." I ask him and start to shudder a little at the thought of Snow taking them.
"Well," he begins, takes a seat next to me and looks at me with such intensity I start to get a bad feeling about what he's about to tell me. "Can you keep a secret?"
I look at him and tilt my head.
"Please. I have been wanting to tell you, but it will put both of us in danger if I do so you have to promise not to tell anyone, especially the other victors, that I told you." He says in a quiet, commanding voice. It's like he's conflicted with so many emotions that he doesn't know how to react. He looks infuriated yet almost crying at the same time.
"Alright." I say with a nod..........................................................
Sorry for the short/ late chapter but I will be uploading again on Thursday. (I forgot to post on Sunday)
-Ayse🏹💚
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