The last goodbye

chapter 4

newt's pov

i't had only been 2 day's since i last saw mia but i was really missing her. snow had tortured us. one by one. he had forced us to watch the reaping. told us it was mia's fault we were tortured. all because of her little stunt at the reaping. no one thought it was her fault.

"hey minho" i ask. i was currently staring at the ceiling

"what?" he asks

"why do you think snow created all these tests?" i ask

"he's twisted?" minho suggests.

the TV clicks on automatically the noise causing us all to sit up instantly.

"and here they come." a presenter i didn't know the name of yells over enthusiastically. the first chariot rolls out. the two victors stand smiling and waving. most of them are. but we aren't really paying attention. we all know who we are looking for. finally the last chariot rolls out. and i can't help the smile that spreads across my face. mia is standing on her chariot. she's wearing a dress which looks to be on fire. but she's glaring. at everyone and everything going past. even her district partner looked uncomfortable.

"and the tribute from district 12. Amelia hallow. she disappeared for quite a while" the presenter says

by now the chariots have stopped. snow steps up to the platform and begins speaking. but he's cut off by a sudden projection of images. they are only there for a few seconds. not long enough for the capitol citizens to see. obviously. and not for most of the tributes either. but mia had been waiting for it. the pictures of us. the pictures that would help her downfall. her hands are at her mouth and she is struggling to not cry. that much is obvious. she doesn't think. not that she ever did. she turned and ran back the way the chariots had just came entering the warehouse quickly.

the other tributes stared wide eyed unable to move. the TV turns off and i turn to the others. we knew we were in for it. they would hurt us for what they had just forced her to do.

mia's pov

i make it to the roof before i completely break down. i can't stop the tears. no matter how much i tried i couldn't. i can hear the yells from the living room but i'm not listening. instead i have my hands clamped over my ears to block out as much sound as possible. the pictures were only a half of what was wrong. it wasn't the first time i had seen someone after they had been tortured. far from it. but after those pictures. they all hit me at once. i feel someones arm on my shoulder and i scream scrambling back.

"mia calm it." katniss states "it's only me. calm down"

i calm down only slightly.

"what happened down there mia" she asks

"they...um....they showed pictures...pictures of the tortured gladers. and i couldn't deal with it katniss. i just couldn't" I'm still crying as i tell her.

"mia" she sighs

we just sit in silence. neither one of us knowing what to say until i finally get to my feet.

"i'm going to bed" i say getting to my feet. "we have to be up early tomorrow"

she nods still staring into the distance. i climb down from the roof and walk into my room.

it takes ages before i fall asleep when i finally do i fall into a nightmare.

"hello 12" a daunting voice says. i'm standing over rye's now dead body. i looked around to find i was in a familiar setting. the hunger games. standing over me was the boy from 2.

"hello 2" i reply coldly gripping my knives harder in my hand. i was filled with grief. he had killed her. he did.

i meet his eyes and without any thought for him. or care. i throw my knife straight for his heart. he doesn't have a chance to move. it pierces his heart and he dies instantly. later  i realized how cold i had looked. i had looked like a monster. i wasn't the shy sweet girl anymore. she was gone

the dream changes and someone is sitting on my stomach holding a knife to my throat.

"you killed him?" the girl laughs. she was from 2. "how could you kill anyone. but we're going to kill you too. i'm going to make a show of it"

the knife has drawn a bit of blood from my neck. i'm screaming now drawing attention most probably. but it hurt. i just wanted to die. i should have known that would have been to easy.

i wake up screaming again. i instantly stop screaming and try to calm myself down. it doesn't work. i expect newt to come. but it takes a moment to realize he won't. and i will probably never see him again. so instead i get up from my room and head towards the kitchen's for a drink.

when i get there haymitch is standing trying to argue his way into getting a drink.

"come on haymitch. let's go for a walk" i state trying to distract him.

he jumps at my voice and goes to argue but i just give him a tired look and he nods following me to the roof.

"what's going on haymitch" i finally ask once we are away from any camera's.

"we're going into a quarter quell" he tries. i can tell he is hiding something.

"i mean really haymitch. what's going on" i ask

"the revolution" he says quietly. "it's starting. katniss. she's the symbol. the mocking jay. you started this when you won your games. you were the kindling before the flames. district 8. after rue died. sorry. katniss' allie. died they rebelled. took over 500 peacekeepers to keep them in check. almost couldn't"

"that's why snow wants her dead" i sum up.

"until you came back. he wanted her dead more than anyone else." he agrees. "he wants all the victors dead now."
"oh. god. he has the gladers. when i die in there. he'll kill them for sure. haymitch please. you have to get them out. quickly. please haymitch" I'm begging by the end of it.

"i can't make any promises" he sighs"but i'll talk to the person in charge"

"who's in charge" i ask.

"president almera coin" he states. "district 13"