Chapter# 3

The experience of loss is anything but new to me. Losing someone you truly love is like making your soul break while it bleeds every emotion out. At the end, you just feel emotionally drained. The simple thought of feeling happiness again seems impossible. It wasn't in my plans to experiencing it again, but you can't control your love ones or your fate. Well, at least this is what I am thinking right now.

I must confess that although Belmont broke my heart, I am still craving for the warmth of his embraces, and his gentle kisses. I guess that it will take me a while, if not forever, to really get over him. Anyway, I must get dressed up for dinner. Cressida and Aveinus must be waiting for me.

I open the closet inside my room and pick some black pants with a blue shirt with ruffles and head down into the dinner wagon. Once I get there, I see a strange man, obviously from the Capitol, looking me directly to the eyes. I give him a curious glance, and he returns it with a flirty wink. I can't help myself from blushing. I hadn't received any type of compliments from any other man besides Belmont in a year, so I guess that I shouldn't be too hard on myself for blushing.

The man from the Capitol is dressed all in black. His skin tone is fairly tan, and his silver eyes are highlighted with a hint of silverish eye liner. I must admit that he is quite handsome, and I am extremely curious of his presence in the train.

Cressida, Aveinus , and the Capitol man are sitting down in the main table.

"Dear, Come and join us!" Cressida says. "I want to introduce you to Flynn"

"Flynn?" I ask.

Immediately Cressida points to the Capitol man.

"Why is he here?" I ask.

"Well, the capitol thought that the tributes might need some kind of assistance during the training phase. Thus, mentors where assigned to all the districts. Eventually, mentors will be replaced by actual victors but until then, Flynn will be the mentor of District 5."

"Well, he won't be here for long" I say confidently while looking at Flynn.

"That we will see" says Flynn in a teasing manner.

After the small talk, we started eating. We were served a delicious chicken with mushrooms. I hadn't eaten so well in a long time, and it was inevitable to hide my satisfaction expressions. However, I couldn't help to feel angry about Flynn being here. I didn't know if I should try to be nice or simply express my disgust in an open way.

Finally, it was Flynn who broke the silence. "How old are you two?" He simply asked.

"I am 13 years old" Aveinus said.

"I am 18 years old" I say.

"Do any of you have any special skills?" Flynn asks.

"I don't really know" says Aveinus with embarrassment.

"Well, if you count intelligence as a special skill, then I do have one. I started working in the research department of the central nuclear plant since I was 16." I say.

"That is quite impressive" Flynn says with surprise. "Well, let me explain you the drill for the following days. Tomorrow morning we will arrive at the Capitol. There you will be handed to a type of prep team that will make you look pretty for the opening parade, and the interviews that will be arrange before the games. After that you will spend a few days in a training center, where you will be shown combat and survival skills."

I listened to Flynn's words carefully. Maybe he would actually help us.

I dare myself to ask him "Were you forced to be our mentor?"

He stares at me with surprise and then says, "No, actually I volunteered to do so. See, I am one of the best athletes in the whole Capitol, and I was part of a special division in the army. I was truly eager to help the districts in these games, I want one of my tributes to win this year, and finally bring recognition to my name."

"So all of your intentions are selfish?" I ask with defiance.

"If you want to see it at that angle, you are welcome to do so. But you must realize that this also benefits you."

I am quite annoyed by his voice. I immediately give a goodbye glance to Aveinus and start my departure from the wagon. As I leave, I only hear a small giggle from Flynn.

"That bastard" I whisper to myself.

When I return to my room, I must have really been holding back my tears because I start crying my whole soul out. I am not able to control it, and simply let myself enjoy my pain. At least, it is a signal that I am still alive. I cry for an hour or so, and then without noticing I doze off.

Suddenly, I am forced to wake up by some knocks on my door. I look at the clock and see the time. 2:45 am! Who the hell is here to wake me up at this hour? I rise up from the bed with a killing expression in my face.

I open the door only to see Flynn with a bottle of vodka.

"Are you up for some late night conversation?" he asks.

So this is the end of this chapter. I know that the story is developing very slow, but this is my first fanfic ever. I will actually be grateful to know if anyone is actually reading it. So please review my story. :) All types of comments are welcome.