Hey! Well this is my first Hunger Games fanfiction so I hope you all like it and I would love to hear your reviews! Constructive Criticism is very much appreciated.
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"Can't sleep?" I jumped at the voice although it had a calming tone. Then I realized it was Cinna and I calmed down.
"How am I supposed to sleep?" I wondered aloud.
"Closing your eyes would be a good start." He responded. He raised his hands in an innocent position when I threw him a look. "What's on your mind?" he quickly changed the tone of the conversation.
"I don't know. Maybe the fact that I will be fighting to the death with 23 other people with much more training than me, that won't end well." Sarcasm made everything less painful it seemed.
"You don't know that." He sat down on the opposite end of window that I was sitting in. "You could do this."
"People have been prepping for this their entire lives and I've been prepping for a grand total of 2 weeks."
"You have something they don't have." I was impressed with how he continued to have positive things to say after everything I had said.
"What?" I was so frustrated with the world and Cinna being cryptic wasn't helping.
"You have determination and you are more stubborn than anyone I've ever met." I had to smile a little at that. "See? There's that million dollar smile." He began to smile as well.
"I'm just scared." I admitted.
"That's really understandable. I don't know how you've held it together as well as you have. You are allowed to be scared."
"No one else is; I feel weak because of it. If I'm weak how am I supposed to win this if I'm weak?" It felt good to finally let some of it out to someone.
"You are fighting to the death; if you weren't a little scared I would be worried. I'm sure you will be able to hold your own in there no matter what." Cinna made sure to keep eye contact with me the entire time he was talking.
"I'm scared I won't be able to kill someone if I need to." Once everything started coming out I couldn't stop it.
"I don't have any answers for you. All I can say is just practice as long as you can. I'm sorry." He looked sincerely apologetic and that was almost refreshing to me. It seemed that no one had been sincere with me since I got here.
"Why did this happen to me?" I couldn't hold back my tears any more. "No one deserves this."
"You are absolutely right. You can do one thing; you can prove every single person wrong. No one outside of this condo believes you can do anything. But everyone inside this condo knows you can. If you are the girl I know you will go to the end of the Earth to prove people wrong." I couldn't help but smile at that.
"Thanks. I kind of wish I hadn't volunteered sometimes. But then I remember who I volunteered for." I started to cry harder. It felt so good to be able to let it out. "And the fact I probably won't ever see her again."
"You will see Prim again; but if you think like that I guarantee you won't. You can't afford to be negative. Some of those Carrers might be able to but this is one thing you can't do."
"It's so freaking hard not to." I hit the wall behind me.
"I can only imagine."
We sat in silence for a few minutes. Just being in each other's company, until I yawned and then Cinna went parental on me. "You should go to bed." He stood up so I followed; I figured I should at least try to sleep.
"Good night Cinna."
"Good night Katniss."