Bailey grabbed my hand. "I'm not going to survive the games." She stated. I shook my head. "No, you'll win. I know you will." I encouraged hopefully. She smiled weakly, shaking her head. "I just want a favor from you. You'll do anything?" She started. I nodded violently. She grabbed my other hand and grasped my hands tightly, looking me straight in the eyes. "Luca, I want you to deflower me." She stated. I looked at her confused. "Bailey, these are the games. Someone could come anytime and kill us, or we would do something you regret." I suggested. She shook her head. "You said you'd do anything. Please, do this for me." She stated
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Unforgivable Odds
FanfictionLuca Benerha was never excited for the Hunger Games. As a sixteen year old from District 10, he didn't have much of a chance if he was reaped. Having his name put in forty three times, it seemed inevitable that he would be picked as tribute in the 7...
