And she was just another lullaby

With candlelight eyes

Singing you to sleep

Drowsy with heat


A cold wind slowly drifts through the halls of District 13. Shivers run through my aching spine as I reach for the only blanket the nurses gave me.

"Stupid nurses," I murmur, "Stupid Katniss."

The words 'stupid' and 'Katniss' both in the same sentence make my throat swell up; my fingers clench the thin blanket and my teeth grit together, my eyes wandered the room to find a clock.

Oh right, no clocks for me.

They had me caged in here like an animal, like I'm just a test subject for their stupid researchers; like I'm not a human being, but rather something infested, something to be studied, something to be fixed.

I try to move, but the serum running through my veins bites back. The needle digs deeper into my blood stream and I am forced to lie back down.

Contained, I think, like an animal.

I hear faint footsteps and peek outside of the tinted glass walls. Well.. try to peek..

"Who is it?" I ask gruffly, hoping the visitor will leave, but the light footsteps grow progressively louder in the deserted halls.

"Hello?" I ask nervously, 'probably just Mary checking up on me.. or whatever her name is.. Shelly? Martha?' I laugh a bit at how many names I've come up with just to ignore the eerie footsteps.

Click clack..k..k..k.. click clack..k..k..k..

I grab the blanket tighter and turned on my side, Ergh.. I cringe from the pain and hold my side. The needle stays put for once and I relax on my side, hiding from the unwelcome stanger.

Click clack..k..k..k.. click clack..k..k..k..

My lips purse and I curl my toes, "Hurry up already, I don't have all night," I raise my eyebrows and grin sheepishly.

"Good one.." I say, shaking my head.

He's talking to himself, the Doctors would say if they heard me right now, He's reached the next level of crazy.

As much as I don't want someone to come into my cage with me, I need someone here. Someone who wanted to be here. Someone who actually cares.

The thought of a guest stung my nose. My hand went to my eyes, Tears..? Why am I crying over this?

I need someone who cares enough to take care of me.

Someone who isn't afraid of a monster.


A/N: My beta, silencewillfallinlove, is amazingly patient. You are a Saint :] Thank you3

Disclaimer, I do not own Hunger Games.