A/N: So I wanted to start a series of one-shots based off of Capitol Girls. They're more like little blurbs exposing the prejudice tendencies that an image conscious society may have. Rated M because eventually there will be some very mature content. As always I don't own Hunger Games, Mrs. Collins owns that. Have fun traveling through the lives of Society's Rejects.
Speechless: Mary-Mary's story.
My name is Mary-Maryanne or Mary-Mary as I am more often referred to.
His name was Ash.
I have light baby pink snow skin and dark red ringlets for hair that stopped at my shoulders. My eyes were crystal gem pink. I love the color pink, even before it began to become a color trend.
His name was Ash, he never told me his last name but I imagined it to begin with a U. He had red hair and perfect fair skin. His eyes were a deep blue; I could stare into those orbs forever and ever. Whenever his skin would brush against mine, even though moments like those weren't suppose to happen, when they did they sent a burst of fire and cold threw out my little pink body. Sometimes when we were within each other's presence I could feel his gaze on me, especially when I played the piano. He'd get all teary eyed sometimes and would have to leave the room. I guessed he didn't like sad songs.
I didn't always play sad songs on the piano. There was a time where every tune I tapped out would be lively and full of dances and smiles. Whenever I'd play that type of sound from the pink baby grand, Ash would stand there and listen. Still that was before my life went downhill.
We have never spoken to each other
Still we knew each other like the back of our hands
It was the day after I had gotten disowned from the Sparkle Twinkle Clique. They put me out because I wouldn't go through with defiling him like they wanted me to. In the Tattler I was being called a liar, a thief, an all around open and sleazy girl. All because I refused to cause harm to a sensitive hurt soul. My father wasn't too happy, then again he never was. I didn't want to hurt him anymore than our Government did. I didn't want to be a monster.
I've told him once that I did love him
He never said it back to me
They wanted me to mute a small kitten mutation as a finale induction ritual. The leaders of my clique picked that one task especially for me. After what they caught me doing they thought it only seemed fit, more fit than turning me into the officials. It was horrible, a dark room in a basement while a party raged on above us. I stared holding the knife in my hands trying to convince myself to mute the kitten mutation, with its red fur and big blue eyes mewing up at me.
I broke down that night when they
Took him from me
So I refused, and not only did they disown me they told. They said that they saw him cornering me in a closet, about to ruin my innocence forever. The peace keepers, two of them burst in threw my front door.
"Where's Dr. Hale?" The tall gruff one spoke harshly.
"Why are you in my home?" I shouted standing up from the baby grand piano. Ash stood next to me, in his hand was a towel; he had just got done shining the piano. I knew it was an excuse so he could hear me play.
"We're here for the boy." He said again.
My love was an Avox.
His name was Ash I still don't know his last name.
"NO YOU CAN'T TAKE HIM!" I held onto the peace keeper's leg as he and his partner dragged me and Ash into the cold rainy streets. I could see lights flicker on and the curios eyes peek out of their windows. I stood up and slapped the gruff peace keeper in his face.
"YOU BITCH!" He shouted pushing me to the ground.
My hands scraped the pavement and began to bleed. I looked to Ash, who had struggled free and socked the gruff one in the face. Time stopped as I watched him do it. "ASH DON'T!"
The image of his body lifeless
Will forever be singed into my vision.
His body crumpled to the ground. I flung myself on him, willing him to open his eyes. I kissed his cooling lips without even a second thought. Suddenly I was pulled off by the gruff peace keeper; he was commending his partner for a job well done.
"We're going to have to report you." He scolded me with a glare, already his eye was beginning to swell.
"Please don't I- I-" I was scared.
"Don't, she is temporarily insane."
That's when I met her.
She was tall, curly hair, dark skin, and smoked a cigarette.
"How do you know ma'am?" the gruff one spat blood onto the pavement.
"She just got disowned from her clique, she is in a state of hysteria," She took a calm puff of her cigarette that gave off a purple smoke, "Leave her to me or would you like to explain to your Capitan on why you are handling a Capitolite in such a harsh way?"
The two peace keepers dragged the body down an alley way and out of the public. I looked at the girl; she was blurry because of the tears in my eyes.
"My name is Lilith Natural." She tapped her cigarette and the dark plum ashes fell off. Lilith offered her hand and helped me to my feet. "Come, I think a can of citrus soda would do you some good."
She walked into my house, helping me along the way. I was so shaky I couldn't stand up right. "My name is-"
"I know, Mary-Maryanne, I've seen you in the Tattler. You're really brave for just your first year in." Lilith sat me on the couch and reached into her purse and pulled out two small cans of soda. She handed me one of the cool cylinders.
"Why'd you help me?" I asked.
"Because, we're both the same," She leaned against the back of the chair and starred out of the bay window, "we're both people who hold fast to morals and think of humanity as a whole. Here we are lower than the untouchables, here we are the rejects."
I didn't know what she meant by that
And till this day I still don't know for sure
"His whole name was Ash Undersee." Lilith said
"How do you know that?" I asked
"I just know these things." She replied
But after witnessing Ash's blue eyes become void of life
I knew for a fact, that I'd never speak again.
