Chapter two:
(A.N) so I can't always update right away. But I try. and this week I have nothing much going on so expect updates every few days.
Katniss POV
When the guards come for me in the morning I can barely walk. The morning is freezing cold and all I have to wear is a tattered hospital dress. I'm stumbling more than usual; sleep and hunger drive me to keep walking.
I think we're going back to The Inquisitor's office but when I'm led down the hall they put me in a new room. The walls are grey and there is a steel table in front of a new chair. The new chair has cuffs for my feet and arms like last time, but now there's a long tube wrapped around a pole next to it, a machine connected to the base shudders and grinds.
The guards buckle me in and leave me to wait in the cold seat. Finally after what seems like hours The Inquisitor walks in. he leans against the table and looks venomously at me.
"Good morning Miss Everdeen. Had a good sleep?"
"As good as it'll ever get." I mumble.
He smiles maliciously at me before walking behind me so I can't see him. I hear a series of clicks and grunts before he comes back holding the tube that was wrapped around the pole. It's filled with a foul smelling purple liquid.
"Tell me Miss Everdeen," The Inquisitor asks while idly running the tub over my left forearm. "Where are these rebel attacks coming from?"
"I don't know…" my voice is barely over a whisper.
"Pity…" The Inquisitor looks me dead in the eye before stabbing the tube into my arm.
I scream, the liquid coming through burns my veins, makes my vision go blurry.
The Inquisitor doesn't seem to mind my screams. He picks up a clip board off the table and reads something while telling me about side effects…
"You have a great chance that your eyes will turn purple… um, you will lose your voice at times…. Oh! And of course you won't be able to lie to us anymore."
Finally, he takes the tube out of my arm and motions for the guards to come forward. He leans in so his face is level with mine.
"Soon Miss Everdeen, you won't be able to lie to us."
My arms feel like lead and my head is dropping but somehow I manage to muster up enough energy to spit on him. He jerks back and slaps me so hard my head hits the edge of the chair, blinding pain shoots through my head and I see stars.
"Take her to her room. And leave her there until the medicine sets in."
The guards unstrap me so fast I fall right out of the chair. They laugh and swing me over one of their shoulders when my vision going dark.
Peeta POV
Doctor Amicus comes to see me in the morning. his glasses tipped onto his nose he reads notes on a clip board and clucks his tongue.
"That's too bad about that little incident yesterday Mr. Mellark. We were just about ready to let you go." He shakes his head sets the clip board on the end of my bed. "You need to show some self-control."
I burry my head under the blankets.
Dr. Amicus pats my knee. "Don't worry, you've shown enough improvement that we are going to give you a present."
I bring my head up quizzically. Is it her? Is it something of hers? I know they burned District 12 after Finnick blew up the wall so that's impossible… but maybe it's her!
I try not to show my disappointment when he presents me with a sketch book and a stick of chalk. I run my fingers over the cover of the book. They've done this before, given me a piece of paper and told me to draw whatever comes to mind. This must be just like that.
"this is not an exercise Mr. Mellark." Dr. Amicus assures me, as if reading my mind. "This will be your personal piece of property. No one will see it but you."
All the same, when he leaves I hide the present under my pillow and promise myself I'll never look at it again.
(A.N) So I've decided that my chapters will have two parts. One in Katniss' POV and the other in Peeta's POV. The next chapter won't be up until later but you can contemplate baby names in the mean time! I'm in need of them!