hey guys xx haven't been on this in months!! so much to do so little time xx well ive done a few more chapters and they're pretty short so im just posting them together xx xx enjoy!! <3Chapter 8
“You ready?” says Malith with a tender smile. I smile and nod as if I have a clue and grab his hand with mine and hold spawl tighter in my other. These are the things that will keep me strong through this horrible ordeal and I will not let them go. He helps me onto the chariot and I stand next to Marco. We exchanged an uncomfortable glance.
“Well done Malith, they almost look Capitol.” Said Johanna in what I assume was supposed to be praise. Malith gave an embarrassed smile whilst Marco and I glared at Johanna. Pleasantries were passed between our small uncomfortable group and advice was given to Marco and I about how we should act around the crowd, as if I wasn’t nervous enough. And then we were left alone on our Chariot whilst our group went to take their seats.
“I swear she does that on purpose.” Said Marco with venom in his voice
“who are we talking about?” I replied. The boy needed to understand my head was far from in the one place and he was going to have to be a little more specific.
“Johanna of course! Can you believe what she said? ‘They almost look Capitol’ she makes me sick.”
“Marco...she knows what she’s doing and if...if one of us is going to survive” – might as well lay everything out in the open sooner rather than later. – “we need to listen to her. And if we have to look Capitol for one night then...what’s the harm?”
Marco stared at me for a long time but this time with a look of disgust. It unnerved me.
“I really thought you would amount to more than that Lilly. ‘What’s the harm?’ they’re preparing us for slaughter god dammit! And they aren’t even letting us die respectfully. They’re dressing us up like show dogs! I thought at least you would get it. you know what, Never mind.”
I was shocked. I had never heard Marco talk above a murmur and now he was shouting these profanities about the Capitol right in the middle of the Games. Well I had to admit...he was brave. And what the heck did he mean ‘he thought I would amount to more than that’! All I’m guilty of is laying everything out on the table and trying to survive! Exactly what I promised Jack I’d do. I realised I’m starting to sound like a career. If my father heard me this way he’d be more than disappointed...
“Marco I...I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that, I’m just...scared. That’s all.” I’m no good with words especially when it came to this letting-your-feelings-out-crap. I didn’t have anything to add so I hastily took an interest in the wooden knots on the floor of the chariot. Marco sighed beside me
“Look Lilly...we’re all scared. I know how you feel...I’m sorry for taking it out on you.” He also fixated his attention to the floor. Looks like he had the same problem as me with words and feelings I thought with a smile. He caught my smile and returned it and in a moment of insanity we laughed. We laughed at each other, at ourselves at the whole horrible mess we were in. It got to a point where the other tributes were staring at us as if we had lost our minds. Well...maybe we had. Who can tell? Some official capitol woman was telling all of us that it was time to go and before I could even think about panicking Marco grabbed both my arms and made me face him
“We’re gonna be fine. We have this in the bag. Trust me.” Then he beamed at me and turned back round, and with that the beasts pulling the chariot lurched forward and the doors opened.Chapter 9
I found myself in my assigned quarters in the training Centre before I knew it. I could hardly remember what has happened in the last few hours. The last solid memory I had was talking to Marco on the chariot, there was a bright light and our chariot was moving into a huge arena surrounded by overlooking seating. I can defiantly remember the fear and panic, that was for sure. Hundreds of thousands of Capitol women, men and children were screaming when we entered on our chariot. Marco grabbed my hand and when I looked at him he motioned for me to wave to the crowd. I had gone numb...I couldn’t believe I was here, surrounded by so many people. I mustered up all my strength to paint a smile on my face and wave to the adoring crowds...and then it was over. We were directed back to where we started behind closed doors safe from the crowd’s eyes. With Marco’s help I shakily stepped off the chariot and it had never felt so good to be on solid ground before. Marco looked as shaken as I felt but we both smiled.
“You didn’t puke.” I said “I’m impressed...or disappointed. Can’t quite tell yet.” We both laughed as my delightful friend from District 4 passed with a cutting remark “don’t look so pleased with yourself district 7. The Capitol will applaud anything.” She gave an evil sneer and once again, twitched off. God I hated her, and I’m pretty sure I’m not her favourite person either. And even if I didn’t want to think about it...I’m sure she has already come up with at least seven different ways of killing me in the arena...