A Four Note Friendship ~ A Hunger Games Fanfiction - ON HOLD

Part 2 - Justice Building - Emmett's P.O.V

After being split from my sister, I had been paraded by Azure into the Justice building. I suddenly realised that these were my last few moments to say goodbye to my family before I either die, or become the victor for our district.

I know that most people's friends would come now too but I can't think of anyone who would come just to say goodbye to me.

Half of the people in my school are probably happy that I am going to go and die and the other half are annoyed that it's not them with the chance to win. 

I hear the door slowly creak open and my body fills with shock as I see Pheidra step in. Her long blonde hair falls down her face as she looks at the flow and delicately shuffles herself into the over decorated room.

Pheidra is the only girl I have ever really been close to. She was my childhood friend but after an incident at school where I was dared to throw a knife at her jacket, ripping down the back of it as it had been slung over a chair, she had never spoken to me again.

It was only a few days later I found out that the jacket had been her brothers who had died in an explosion. I had felt so bad but of course, me being me, I didn't know what to say to make her feel any better. So I left her.

"Ummm, hello Emmett..." Her tiny voice fills the domed wooden wall, echoing of countless ornaments and pointless pieces of shining furniture.

"Hey." I can barely even remember the sound of my own voice after not speaking for so long and the sound of its echo makes me jump. "Why are you here?"  I ask this a little harshly, almost sounding like I don't want her here. The truth is I could have anyone here and it would be better than no one.

"I j...just came to say... I hope you win." Pheidra's small voice begins to break down as I stare into her huge, hazel eyes and suddenly the tears begin to roll down her cheeks.

Embracing her into a hug that hurts myself probably as much as her I try to stay strong. I know that if I crack then my family will see my like it and my father is not one for crying sons.

"Well, thank you Pheidra and... I'm sorry you know...For everything."

"I know" Is all that she is allowed to say before quickly kissing me on the cheek, sliding something into my hand and being escorted out of my 'prison' room. Next I can hear the voice of my sister telling someone to let go of her before she is practically thrown through the door to my room and we are left alone once more.

"Are you okay?" I ask in a brotherly tone,

"Yeah," She replies to me, frustrated and losing her patience, "I take it they didn't want us to take longer than we needed and shoved us in the same room to see our family!" 

Esmerelda's voice had started to rise but I can see in her eyes that she is scared.

"It's okay. You've got me. I'll protect you." I try to reassure her and as I hold her hand tightly the door opens once more.

"EMMETT!" I can hear my mothers voice ring through the circular room and before I can even respond all I can feel are her arms around my ribs, squeezing them so tightly that I think that she might actually crack them.

"Get off him Jasmine," My father's hoarse voice inturrupts my death-hug, "He is a man, and he has been given the honour to win this for our district and our family."

My father is a very strict man. He was not very happy that I didn't really take to many weapons and will especially not be happy if I die straight off. "Of course father." I robotically reply.

"Well What about me!" I hear my sister's strong voice cut through the crowd that has surrounded me. 

"Oh Esmerelda," I can hear the frightened shake in my mothers voice, "whatever happens in there, we all love you." I can see Esmerelda's face sink and her eyes fill to the brim with tears. She just heard exactly the same as me, our own parents have already given up on the hope of her survival.

"How can you do that!" I find my self screaming at my parents, "SHE IS TWELVE!" My voice suddenly raises to a level that I didn't even know was possible, "HOW CAN YOU GIVE UP ON HER!" Then I remember that my little brothers and sisters are here and calm myself down, I must stay strong for them.

I give each of them a hug and a kiss and reassure them that we will try to get through it alive. Most of them are too young to understand but as I look into Cain's eyes, the eldest at 10 years old, I see that he knows that one, if not both of us, are going to die.

Esmerelda does the same before we silently say our goodbyes to our parents. Of all of the bad things that they have ever done, this is the worst in my mind. 

The door closes as they leave and the room is left once more in silence and as I look at the forgotten object in my palm I realise that I am going to die. I am going to do everything to save my sister. 

I run the small anklet over my fingers, carefully studying the charm of a musical note that hangs loosely from its silver chain and embrace my sister in yet another hug.