I Play To Win

Wait For Me

For more five days they managed to stay alive in the arena. For five days they have been surviving in the most unpredictable ways. It sure was a big surprise to Alison how they managed it. They kept doing what they were doing since day one. Stay out of radar, not even talking to each other, looking out for each other's backs. Until this moment in the game they didn't need to use Noel's spear, or Alison knife. On people that is. By some incredible miracle, they haven't crossed paths with any other tribute. They were pretty much just staying alive. Whenever they did saw one or other tributes they would just turn around in the alleys and stay hidden.

Alison never thought that cowardice, she thought as being smart, because after all, that was what kept them alive till this day.

But today was different. Today was the day they would go their separate ways. They haven't even talked about it, both of them just knew. Because that was the agreement they've made the day they started all of the training and even before that. When there was left enough people that both of them would handle by themselves they would go their separate ways.

Alison thought this was for the best. Even though she was never close with Noel, staying locked away in post-apocalyptic city with someone can sure bring two people together. She wasn't that close with him even still, to be truthful. They really only spoke when it was needed. One night though, they talked about home – presumably, because they both missed so much – they talked about everything they missed and of course, Alison couldn't help but talk about Emily that night. It was the first time she allowed herself to talk so openly about Emily since forever. Maybe it was the fact that she missed her so much that she couldn't hold it anymore. In anyway, Noel helped Alison to stay alive – just as much as she helped him – so Alison was thankful to him.

It was still morning time, Alison imagined, they were walking together, finding a place where it would be safe enough for both of them to go in different directions and still be safe. There were five of them inside the arena now, if you counted Alison and Noel, the odds of they bumping into each other after they separate were really low.

Alison thought of Emily again. She thought it was actually stupid how much she has been thinking about Emily when she had more important things to think about like, staying alive. To find a way to go back home… To Emily again. After that thought she just admitted that it was just inevitable for her not to think about Emily.

For one second – and for the first time since she left home – she imagine what it would have been like if Emily had in fact go to the games. And how it would have felt like for herself to be at home, watching Emily and hoping that the girl wouldn't die. To think that even if she wanted, she couldn't do anything to help. And for the first time Alison felt sorry for Emily. For let Emily with that agony, knowing that Alison could die in any second that she spent there. Now she reminded herself to tell Emily that she was sorry. Sorry for letting her behind and sorry for letting her worried sick back home.

Alison was taken away from her thoughts when she hit her face on Noel's back – he was walking a few steps in front of her.

"What's wrong?" Alison asked taking a few steps back.

"Look." Noel said.

Alison stood on his side and looked down at the enormous gap that separated the two sides of the street.

"I think we can't continue this way." He stated obviously.

"You think?" Alison said sarcastically. Noel didn't respond, he just turned around and started walking the same way they had just made.

"What do we do now?" Alison followed him.

"I guess we just keep walking." He answered without looking back.