Chapter 2
"Blake, can we stay in a different room tonight?" He's startled by my sudden appearance. His mouth falls open, his lips try to form a sentence but his jaw refuses to cooperate. I now realise that it's the way I look that has startled him as I am after all drenched in blood. I mean to say 'don't ask' but instead I let out an agonised scream. My legs stop working and I fall to the floor. I'm not very good with emotions so I didn't know what to do, if it wasn't for the presence of Blake I'd probably be searching for the sharpest thing possible. I feel dirty, I need to wash him of me. A few curse words tumble from my mouth forming an incomprehensible sentence. I can't do this, I can't, I can't, I FUCKING CAN'T. What right does he have to do that, isn't there some sort of rule against it. Oh no of course not there's only one rule, kill or be killed. It might've been shocking or hard to watch but the Capitol can deny people a good show now can they. More thoughts like this fill my head as I begin to lose consciousness.
When I awake I'm lay with my head in Blakes lap. He's not awake himself yet so I leave him to get some peace. I peer over the side of the roof to see if anyones outside. Nope but Seth's remains are. I block out the thoughts that are bound to come rushing back, no Angie you can't. What happened happened there's nothing you can do to change that no matter how it makes you feel. I look back at Blake to see his eyes beginning to flutter open. Once he's fully aware of his senses we exchange a few brief words about the direction in which we're headed and what supplies we have left. That reminds me that I didn't manage to get anything from the cornucopia. I feel guilty but it turns out the backpack Blake got was meant to sustain a whole group. We shouldn't have any problems for at least a week.
We descend the stairs in silence, all 23 floors if them. Once we reach the bottom Blake heads for the door, the door that hides Seth's body. "What the fuck Angie?" Oh shit he saw it. I rush over to him turning him away from it. "You don't need to see that" I tell him. he takes one look into my eyes and doesn't take it any further. The suns scorching, I've sweated all I can now I'm just dry. We've been walking for roughly 3 hours. Both of us struggle with each step. Eventually we collapse against the side of a building. Having walked through a good bit of it I'm pretty sure the arenas just apartment blocks. It's during our rest that we see the outlines of two people in the distance. "Blake" I murmur. The figures get closer, to close for my liking. "Blake!" I yell. "Wha..What's going.." He sees the people getting nearer "Oh shit where's the bag?" Im already on it as I have a spear ready on my hands. Blake gets a spiked mace and we approach the figures. Both pairs of us stop about 5 foot from the other, not leaving much of a distance between us. Instead of speaking we just stare at each other, weapons at the ready. I'm the first to break the silence "Wow this is like a fucking western standoff or something, does anybody intend to die here?" Silence is my answer. The figures pair in front of us are also a boy and a girl and it's also the girl who breaks the silence on her side. "You wanna like umm.. work together" She says visibly embarrassed. I don't ponder it because I know if worst comes to worst I can just snap their necks
whilst they're sleeping tonight. "Why not" I say cheerfully. "Where've you come from?" I ask the pair. "Well after we ran from the cornucopia we hid in one of the apartments, there was three of us but he went missing" She sighs then continues "We passed his body this morning, I say his body, I have no idea were his head was"
I feel Blakes eyes on me waiting for an inevitable reaction. He knows I'll snap, we both do. A jumble of emotions come rushing to the surface, trying to show themselves on my face. The most prominent being anger. It takes all my strength to push those emotions back down, looks like I will be snapping their necks tonight after all. "Oh well thats to bad" I say sympathetically. "Well we better be headed of then" Says Blake. "Yeah" The three of us agree.
After spending the rest of the day walking we finally reach the edge of the arena. We know this because the girl (I didn't ask her name since it would make her appear human when she was clearly a monster) walks directly into it. She's flung back in the air, when she hits the floor her body starts spasming. The boy runs over to her "Shit shes having some sort of fit" He's panicking like crazy, he turns round to us "Well dont just fucking stand there fucking help me!" He yells. Blake hesitates before rushing to her aid, I just smile. Stupid bitch she got what she deserved, if Seth could r.. r.. do that then surely she was capable of doing the same. Her bodies stoppped spasming by this point, she's just lay motionless on the floor. The boy turns around and spots the grin on my face. Shit. He leaps on me his fists pummeling my chest and face "You sick fuck, how could you just stand there!" He yells these words repetadley. Blake tries to pull him of me but he gets a fist in the face. Suddenly he stops, he has hold of both of my shoulders ready to smack my head of the floor. It's only now that I notice a huge spear sticking though the side of his head. His body slumps forward onto me. I let out a scream. I try to push him of me but his grip wont loosen. I close my eyes so I cant see his horrific face. Slowly I reach up to peel his fingers of my shoulder, my bodies shaking from my tears. The first one, his skin feels cold. It lifts up. The next one now, it makes a snapping sound. Something rolls onto my chest. Shit its his finger, oh my god its come of. With one quick movement of my hand I push against all of the fingers which causes them to break of aswell.
I roll his body from off of me which is when I see who threw the spear. To my right side theres an approaching pack of careers. They're almost upon me.