This chapter is inspired by the song Skyscraper by Demi Lovato!
~star4163~
Chapter 2 in Katniss POV
I pace back and forth in my cold cell. I have been stuck in here since we have arrived in the Capitol and all I can do in here is hope that everyone I love is still alive. I have been allowed the time to sort out the situation on who I love. My choices are Gale or Peeta, and I have decided to choose Peeta. I realized that I've loved him from the start, but Gale and fear hid those feelings. I feared that if I loved him, he would be taken away from me or he would die. Gale got in the way by confessing that he loved me through actions, and that confused me because I didn't know if I loved Peeta or not. Now, it's clear that I love him, but that is a weakness that President Snow can use against me.
Before I can think anymore, two male peacekeepers come to my cell, unlock the door and put hand cuffs on my hands. They escort me through a concrete hallway, and while we're passing through I can hear the screams of innocent people being tortured. Once we're through the hall, we take a right and I am shoved through a gray door and into what looks like an interrogation room, there is a chair and a table. I am pushed down into the chair and left cuffed. Then in walks none other than President Snow.
"Hello Katniss," President Snow purrs in my ear, his breath reeking of blood and roses.
"What do you want Snow," I snap angrily at him.
" where are your manners? You know, all that you say is being taken into consideration, how much should we hurt your beloved family?"
"You wouldn't," I say as I struggle against the hand cuffs. "You're lying to me."
"Oh, but dear Katniss I thought we agreed not to lie to each other," President Snow says to me as he pulls up another chair and sits across from me.
"What do you want from me!" I screamed angrily at the President.
"I want to know the plans for the rebellion!"
"What rebellion," I snap at him, oh dear gosh I can not handle the smell of his sickening breath.
"Oh, pretending we don't know what's going on missy. That deserves a whipping," President Snow says as he snaps his fingers.
The same peacekeepers from earlier enter the room, on is holding a whip. The one with the whip rips me from my chair and tosses me to the ground, the other peacekeeper rolls up my shirt and holds me in my current state. Then the man with the whip begins to whip me, and each time the whip makes contact I cry out. After about ten lashes, the peacekeeper stops and tosses me back onto the chair.
"The rebellion against the Capitol, are you part of it," President Snow snaps angrily.
"No, I swear on my life, Prim's life, Peeta's life, Gale's life, Madge's life, everyone's life."
"Jenson, let's get a lie detector on her," President Snow says into his radio, and in a few mintues a peacekeeper enters holding a machine and he places it on the table. He begins to hook wire with a suction cup on the end to my wrists and forehead.
"If you can answer these three questions without a beeping signal from the machine then you've passed the test that proves your not lying."
"Okay," I say calmly.
"First question: Are you a rebel?"
"Nope."
No beeping sound occurs from the machine so the President continues.
"Second question: Do you know the location of the rebels?"
"Nuh-uh," I say confidently.
"Third and final question: Have you ever learned anything about the rebels before today," President Snow asks intently, as if he expects me to fail.
"No way," I say mockingly.
Snow waits about ten minutes before he says, "You have passed the test Ms. Everdeen."
Then he reaches into his back pocket for his radio and he says, "Change of plans Ms. Everdeen will be receiving the tracker jacker torture, she will receive it after the interview tonight."
"What interview?"
"Oh, you're going to be broadcasted to Panem for the final time on camera."
I am lifted from the chair and led into a room with my prep team and Portia waiting inside. They uncuff me before they leave, and the second the door closes I am almost suffocated in the tight hug of my prep team.
"Octavia, Venia, Flavius can you prepare her for dressing?"
"Yes Portia," Octavia says blandly.
My prep team does the usual routine of prep and then they leave the room and it's just me and Portia.
"I'm sorry about Cinna, he was a good man," Portia says as she helps me into a simple red dress that flows to my knees.
"He was a great man," I say as I take the black high heels from Portia and slip them on.
Portia does simple makeup and piles my dark hair into a bun on top of my head. As she slips a gold headband onto my head and fixes my dress straps Portia says, "Good luck girl on fire."
Two peacekeepers enter, cuff me and lead me through several tunnels and up an elevator. Finally I am uncuffed and pushed onto the stage where Ceasar Flickerman is waving and smiling. I put on a fake smile and I wave to the audience as I sit in a red chair next to Ceasar.
"Hello Ceasar!"
"Hello Katniss, how are you faring today," Ceasar asks kindly.
Before I answer I decide to confess my love for Peeta, I witheld the information from him and he deserves to know. So I answer, "Great, but I have something to say."
"Okay, then by all means please tell us."
I look into the camera and begin, "Peeta, I know you're out there somewhere and I just want to say, be strong and listen to your heart. Don't do anything your uncomfortable with, be safe and remember I love you."
I mean every word, I channeled my inner Peeta when I spoke those words, and my actions get several "awww" moments from the audience.
"Thank you for those words , now let me ask you a few questions. What were you thinking in the last night in the arena?"
I shake my head and barely whisper, "I don't know Ceasar you tell me."
"Okay...Why did you blow the forcefield in the arena?"
"I...I...don't know," I say shakily, not meeting Ceasar's eyes.
I am annoyed with these questions, I want to go weep in my cell instead.
"Can you tell us why," and when Ceasar asks that final question, I go mad.
"I...I just want to go back to my cell. I WANT TO GO BACK TO MY CELL!"
Two peacekeepers begin to carry me off stage and I yell for the one person I want in the whole world right now, "PEETA HELP ME! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PEETA I'M SCARED! I NEED YOU NOW!"
When I am off stage, one peacekeeper presses his taser glove to my head and the world goes black.
Next chapter will be interesting...
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