"Mom!" is all I can hear myself say. She didnt mean to get him mad. No she didnt. She would never do that to the president of Panem. She would never do that to her father. He came for a "special visit". Hard to believe he would leave the luxuries of the Capitol to spend the weekend to be with his daughter and her family for a "special visit". It was a surprise, of course, mother never talks about him. I only know of him from history class. She hasnt seen him since she ran away from home to District 7 when she was 18. He just came this morning, mom answered the door as I watched from the staircase to see who it was. She opened the door and her face seemed to have flushed with full anger. When she saw it was him, she clenched her fist tightly and threw a punch at him to his jaw. The hit almost knocks him to the ground. He grabs the side of the door, clenching his jaw that is now swelling. Mom's wedding ring scraped his jaw and left a long line that is now leaking blood. She didnt stop there. As he tried to recover from the hit, mom kicked him in the stomach and he fell onto the ground hard. His back collapses as he tries to gain his strength again, but he isnt fast enough. I climb down a few more steps to get a better view and see my mother throwing more hits at him. Thats when the Peacekeepers saw mom beating him to death.
When the Peacekeepers running to the scene caught my eye, I ran down the stairs. "Mom!" I guess I screamed that loud because a second later, my oldest brother Dylan comes running after me with my two other older brothers Marcus and Zayn and older sister Zakora coming behind. I stop suddenly at the entrance of the front door as I see the Peacekeepers strangling my mother off of my grandfather. Why would she do this to him? I try to catch a glimpse of Snow to see what damage she has done but the Peacekeepers dragging her away grabs my attention first. I run towards her but a pair of arms hold me back. I look up and see Dylan holding onto me. I struggle around as does my mother in the Peacekeepers' arms. Snow, my grandfather, stands up and walks infront of my mother with a limp. "You shouldnt have done that. Escaping from the Capitol and districts is illegal. Especially harming the president." He hisses and she spits at him. "Dont touch my children or I'll make sure next time, I kill you!" Her focus shifts from her father to the sight of Dylan holding me down from running to save her. The Peacekeepers grip her arms tighter and pull her away from him. When my brother feels that I have calmed, he lets go and I sprint towards her.
"Malifica!" He calls for me but I ignore him. Mom lunges towards me and I am enfolded in her arms. I can feel the heat from the sweat of escaping from the grasp of the Peacekeepers.
"Dont let him torment you like he did to me. Dont trust him! He deserves to die!" That last part the Peacekeepers pull her away from me. She tries to break free but they hold her down. Snow talks to her as if he isnt bleeding to death.
"You're as good as an Avox now. I hope you enjoyed those last few words." Tears fill my eyes. I know I probably wont see her again. They took away my father for picking a fight with the head Peacekeeper, Filnus, and now they will probably do worse to my mother. Picking fights with Peacekeepers is one thing, but almost killing the president is probably the worse it can get. "Mom" Is what escapes my lips and all I can hear now is the Peacekeepers and Filnus yelling at my mother and her grunts of her failed attempts to escape.
I turn my head to where my siblings stand behind me. Their faces dont show emotion. None of them run to me to carry me away inside. They focus on something in my direction. I turn back around and infront of me stands the man that my mother has hated her whole life, who if she lives will probably plan his death. He kneels to reach eye level with me. I can smell a strong stench of roses and blood. The blood in some way overpowering the roses. The right corner of his face with claw marks and top left corner, a crease with dried blood on it. His white hair and beard with dirt on his. His puffy lips with blood starting to coat it. He reaches his hand towards my face and I wince my small eyes as his fingers wipe my tears. His focus doesnt leave my eyes. I can hear small footsteps coming from behind me. My brothers probably close behind me, ready to carry me away from this man. He takes his hand away from my face. I stand still and my tears continue to slowly come from my eyes.
"What a beautiful granddaughter your mother has left me." His warm breaths fill the air around us. A drop of blood trickles from the cut on his face. "Such youth." He stands up and I turn to my siblings who have been right behind me this whole time.
"We leave for the Capitol tomorrow evening. I expect you all to be ready for a long journey." He tells us and three Peacekeepers come and pick up his luggage and they make their way to the Victor's Village which is probably the closest to luxury he will find here in District 7. Zakora kneels down and opens her arms to me. I dont hesitate and run into them. I wrap my small arms around her neck and hers wrap around me. I squeeze her and she picks me up as I dig my face into her shoulder. She turns to the house along with my brothers and we start to walk back. I peek my eyes out to catch a glimpse at the old wooden cabin next to the woods and then shut them again. My brothers pat my back and we enter the doorway, waiting for what tomorrow will bring us.