Chapter 8- rebuttle

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"Haha so you want your little thresh?" A voice boomed into the room. It sounded familiar but indistinct. "First you'll have to find the antidote" The voice said. I ran into my room and began looking where thresh had looked the previous night. Finding the little silver bottle in the bottom of my drawer i ran out back to the living room. Injecting it into his neck i pleaded. "Please thresh don't leave me now" i prayed. His eyes snapped back to life. Letting a loud sigh of relief i threw myself onto his chest. I sobbed uncontrollably onto his shirt not really caring. Pulling me into a hug he managed to get out "its ok rue". His voice was raspy. He began coughing. Pulling out of the hug i used all my strength to pull him onto my bed. Laying down next to him i softly cried. "Im fine" he said pulling me closer to him. "You aren't dont lie" i stubbornly reply. "We cant lie to each other remember?" He said tucking a strand of curly hair behind my ear. I nodded. "Im scared" i confess. "Can i fix that?" He asked. My eyes lit up. "How about we do like we did back home?" He said. I nodded in excitement.

"If you want to learn how to spar you cant let your guard down" thresh explained. After the contraption that happened on the couch i was determined to learn. I punched him in the arm. "Oh 2 can play at that" he said. Picking me up by the foot he threw me on the couch. Getting back up i kicked him in the gut. Holding my leg again he hoisted me up so he was holding me in the air. I kicked and screamed with all my might. I flashed back to when i was a bit younger. The scenery of the fields returned. Fresh, bright and yellow they stood tall. And thresh spun me in the air as my thin legs kicked and my mouth yelped with joy. I loved it. We haven't done this since i was about eleven because that year he had turned 13. When boys turned 13 they had to take life more seriously due to the games. He threw me onto the floor. It hurt. Not because i fell but because he stopped. "Im sorry rue i didn't mean to hurt you" he said sitting next to me. I smirked looking up at him. Slapping him i jumped up. "I win" i shouted. Vextor came in. "Ill get you next time" he whispered. The fear returned. That was if there would ever be a next time.

Thresh lay on my bed asleep while i sat by the door. Putting my ear against it i listened to vextor's conversation. "These kids are ignorant! We can keep this from them they wont know!" He exclaimed. I got up. "Thresh go listen by the door" i whispered but commanded. Following my order he sat by the door placing his ear against it lightly. His eyes widened. He came back to the bed. Sitting back up he placed his head in his hands. "Lets go to sleep rue" he said. "What did they say to him?" I commanded . "If i told, you wouldn't be able to sleep" he replied. "What makes you think i can?" I replied. "Fine. There planning on eliminating any remaining victors that make it" he said. "There expecting us to make it further?" I asked in shock. "Yup me you and the 2 from 12. There planning on eliminating all of us except 1" He explained further. My eyes cornered and my head felt heavy. I blanked out.

"Rue?" The echo turned back to reality. I got up. The tall weeds of the field were beautiful. But something felt strange. Wandering deeper into the weeds the echo returned again. "Rue hurry i have to tell you something!" It mimicked. Faster i ran deeper into the weed. It became thinner. They stopped. "Rue listen to me! Dont follow them run! Run faster and stronger than you did on reaping day. Run until you have no freedom left to hold on to! Physically and mentally! Listen to me!" The voice faded. "Mama?" I asked aloud waking up. There was a note next to me. It read:
Dear rue,
If you're reading this you obviously know im back at my room. I know your scared and i hate to admit it i am too. But always know whenever you want to be free like we did back home we always can. Just give me the time and place and ill be there. Remember all we have is you and me.
Thresh
I took the note and put it in my pocket. I would always carry it around from this day on.
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