After Dylan had died streamers and party music started playing. They made it seem as if I won $30000 and it was the best prize on earth. No. Instead I was celebrating the fact that I had killed all my friends and my brother. Technically I had only killed one friend to put her out of her misery because she asked for it. But it had felt like I had killed them all.
A pedestal appeared and it looked like the one I used to enter the hunt. I heard a voice appear over some telecom system of sorts.
"Congratulations Tom. You are the grand winner of The Hunt! To leave the arena all you need to do is stand on the pedestal and you will leave. I am so very proud of you." It was Emma. She seemed friendly. I made my way over to the pedestal and stood on it. Soon the floor gave way and I was falling inside a tube just like I had done to enter the arena. I fell down the tube as if I were on a water slide at Greenhills Adventure Park although without the water. I hade won. I was the Victor. Was I supposed to be feeling happy? Because all I am feeling now is guilt, sadness and anger. I had finally reached the end of the "ride" and I saw Emma and Paige waiting for me. They helped me out of the tube and beamed at me."Oh Congratulations Tom, I knew you had it in you." Emma said. That comment really made me angry. Oh yea I had it in me. It was no biggie! She made it sound as if it were the easiest things in the world. I bet not one person had the balls to do what I just did in there. I know I hardly did any fighting and there wasn't really much action and fights but I felt like we embarrassed the government. They always make it seem like it's no big deal when someone dies. They probably bet over who was going to win. But this year we made sure we payed our respects to our dead friends by having a little memorial each time some one dies. And then it hit me. Dylan was dead. And I didn't have a memorial or even bury his body. I felt terrible. I felt even worse because I had forgot about it until just now. Paige interrupted my thoughts.
"Oh yes congrats Tom! You were so totally amazing." They were so completely oblivious to how I would be feeling, so I just decided to have a little fun and go along with what they were saying.
"God I'm good. You know what I'm better than good I'm fucking fantastic. I knew I was going to win from the very first moment my name got called out at the reaping. Now go get me some new clothes and show me the way to the showers. After all I need to look my best for when the paparazzi swarm me when I leave this disgusting building." Both Emma and Paige seemed shocked at how much of a diva I sounded. I smiled at my incredible acting ability.
"Um-- I thought you didn't care what you looked like?" Paige said.
I pulled a face. The most disgusted face I could pull."What you actually bought that whole little boy lost act, did you? Wow well I know who the dumb ones are in this room. That's called acting. You should try it some time." I sounded like a complete bitch and I was a guy! What was I doing? I know the government had basically killed my friends and brother but Paige and Emma didn't deserve this. They were the only ones that had actually been nice to me even if they were a bit dumb.
"Right well I guess I will show you where the showers are. Follow me." Emma said. I followed but Paige didn't join us. She just stood right where she was. I looked back and she seemed hurt, upset and confused. Now I felt really bad. Emma had led me down a few hallways an corridors and then we had reached the showers.
"Here they are. You will find a closet in there with all of the latest trends and fashion accessories. In the showers there is the most expensive Shampoo and Soap you will find. You have an hour to get cleaned up and ready before you go home ok?" I nodded and Emma walked off. I walked into the bathroom and was blown away. Everything looked so expensive. There was a shower centre piece with a wardrobe behind it. Next to the shower was a gold toilet and a sink with beautifully scented deodorant. The room had so much decadent and expensive furniture I felt like I shouldn't be in here. I looked up to see the biggest chandelier I had ever seen. It was huge and really pretty. I stripped off my clothes and went for my shower.
40 minutes later I got out and started to dry off. I walked over to the mirror to see that my hair and grown so much since entering the arena that I had to use a hairdryer to dry off my hair. I waked over to the wardrobe and couldn't believe all of the designer things were right in front of me. I chose some Blue skinny jeans and a nice grey shirt with some red converses. I sat down on the couch and sighed. I thought about everything that had happened to me in the past month and couldn't believe what I had gone through. Before I knew it I was asleep.
I awoke to the sound of knocking on the door and Emma's voice calling my name. "Tom! Tom it's time to leave. Time for you to go home now." I sat up and rubbed my eyes.
"Coming!" I shouted. I walked over to the mirror to check that my hair was ok. It was a little scruffy but it didn't matter and I didn't care. I put some deodorant on and left the room.
We were swarmed by the paparazzi whilst leaving the building. They followed us home and even at times cut us off. The limo pulled into my driveway and the paparazzi followed. I opened the door and got out.
"Tom!!"
"How are you Tom!"
"What is your favourite thing about winning?"
I was being bombarded until my dad ran out the house with two cops. The paparazzi soon left. I ran up to dad and gave him a big hug and started bawling my eyes out crying. Mum came out the house also crying."I'm sorry mum, I'm sorry he didn't come back too." She knew I was talking about dylan but didn't respond instead she wrapped me up in her arms and kisses me on the cheek over and over again.
"I'm sorry I have failed you as a mother. I love you more than anything in the world and from now on I will never ever let anything like that happen to you again."
The End.
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