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Chapter 11
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I ran through the trees, following the sound of my best friend's tormented screams. They suddenly stopped as I found her. Lying on the ground, both hands clutching at the spear sticking out of her chest. Blood, blood everywhere. The singing started up again as Grecia skipped over to Kathryn to pull the spear out. I grabbed handfulls of rocks and started to throw them at Grecia.
"DIE EMO SCUM!" I shrieked. The sharp rocks dug into her skin, until she eventually fell to the ground alongside Kathryn. I rushed to her side knowing it was already too late. Her eyelids were fluttering and I held her weak hand in mine. Her mouth opened slightly and she tried to speak but her voice was a whisper.
"G-guess you've...lost your ma-maid of honour then" she laughed but I was trying to fight back tears.
"No Kathryn, please don't talk like that." I whimpered.
"You...have to win...f-for me" she choked out her last words as she took her last breath. Her hand fell from mine and she was gone. Kathryn, my childhood friend and fellow fangirl was dead. Mary crouched next to me and put her arms around me. It took a while but she finally convinced me to leave Kathryn's body. We walked through the forest and I couldn't help but look back a couple of times even though I could no longer see her.
Me and Mary continued on through the arena until we reached my rock wall again. We both lay down, resting our heads on our rucksacks, but neither of us could sleep. We kept whispering to each other in the dark. She told me that 3 other tributes had died while I was unconscious. Jess, District 1, Ella, District 10 and Taylor, District 11. Then I couldn't resist anymore and had to ask the question that was playing on my mind.
"Why did you want me to win over everyone else?" I asked growing anxious from Mary's silence.
"I don't know really. You seemed different from all the other tributes. I guess I thought you would be best suited for Dan." Her voice was quiet and calm.
I frowned, I guessed that being PJ's girlfriend, Mary must have met Dan a few times. I didn't want to think about how PJ would feel having to watch her in the Games. It must have been killing him.
"Do you miss him? PJ?" I already knew the answer though.
"Of course I do." She sighed. "I love him" her voice had become slightly shaky.
"I wish there was something I could do to help" I said.
She sniffed, holding back tears. "There's nothing you can do. But if you win, you have to promise me something."
"What?"
"Tell PJ I love him"
"Of course I will" I said. 2 cannons sounded, and the projections of Grecia and then Kathryn appeared in the sky. Slowly I drifted to sleep under the stars.
Dan's POV
I lay in bed staring up at the ceiling. Unable to sleep yet again. I had barely slept at all since the Games started. The few times I did sleep, I had nightmares of the Games. Of all the tributes dying. I had dreamt of what might happen to them before the Games even started. But once I had seen some of the tributes die, I had woken up many times in the middle of the night, screaming. Phil would come into my room to make sure I'm alright, but he knew that my nightmares wouldn't go away.
I felt slightly more relaxed on this night. Knowing that Devon was still alive. Knowing that I hadn't lost her. Well not yet anyway. There was still the possibility that one of the tributes could...
I sat up in my bed, running my hair through my hands. I didn't want to think about that even happenning. It was too much for me to bear. Losing her before we had even properly been together. I wanted to be with her. When I thought she was dead, I almost wanted to join her. Elen and Phil, they calmed me down while we waited for Devon to get better from the sting. But if she didn't win the Games, then not even they would be able to help me.
"DIE EMO SCUM!" I shrieked. The sharp rocks dug into her skin, until she eventually fell to the ground alongside Kathryn. I rushed to her side knowing it was already too late. Her eyelids were fluttering and I held her weak hand in mine. Her mouth opened slightly and she tried to speak but her voice was a whisper.
"G-guess you've...lost your ma-maid of honour then" she laughed but I was trying to fight back tears.
"No Kathryn, please don't talk like that." I whimpered.
"You...have to win...f-for me" she choked out her last words as she took her last breath. Her hand fell from mine and she was gone. Kathryn, my childhood friend and fellow fangirl was dead. Mary crouched next to me and put her arms around me. It took a while but she finally convinced me to leave Kathryn's body. We walked through the forest and I couldn't help but look back a couple of times even though I could no longer see her.
Me and Mary continued on through the arena until we reached my rock wall again. We both lay down, resting our heads on our rucksacks, but neither of us could sleep. We kept whispering to each other in the dark. She told me that 3 other tributes had died while I was unconscious. Jess, District 1, Ella, District 10 and Taylor, District 11. Then I couldn't resist anymore and had to ask the question that was playing on my mind.
"Why did you want me to win over everyone else?" I asked growing anxious from Mary's silence.
"I don't know really. You seemed different from all the other tributes. I guess I thought you would be best suited for Dan." Her voice was quiet and calm.
I frowned, I guessed that being PJ's girlfriend, Mary must have met Dan a few times. I didn't want to think about how PJ would feel having to watch her in the Games. It must have been killing him.
"Do you miss him? PJ?" I already knew the answer though.
"Of course I do." She sighed. "I love him" her voice had become slightly shaky.
"I wish there was something I could do to help" I said.
She sniffed, holding back tears. "There's nothing you can do. But if you win, you have to promise me something."
"What?"
"Tell PJ I love him"
"Of course I will" I said. 2 cannons sounded, and the projections of Grecia and then Kathryn appeared in the sky. Slowly I drifted to sleep under the stars.
Dan's POV
I lay in bed staring up at the ceiling. Unable to sleep yet again. I had barely slept at all since the Games started. The few times I did sleep, I had nightmares of the Games. Of all the tributes dying. I had dreamt of what might happen to them before the Games even started. But once I had seen some of the tributes die, I had woken up many times in the middle of the night, screaming. Phil would come into my room to make sure I'm alright, but he knew that my nightmares wouldn't go away.
I felt slightly more relaxed on this night. Knowing that Devon was still alive. Knowing that I hadn't lost her. Well not yet anyway. There was still the possibility that one of the tributes could...
I sat up in my bed, running my hair through my hands. I didn't want to think about that even happenning. It was too much for me to bear. Losing her before we had even properly been together. I wanted to be with her. When I thought she was dead, I almost wanted to join her. Elen and Phil, they calmed me down while we waited for Devon to get better from the sting. But if she didn't win the Games, then not even they would be able to help me.
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