Heya guys! Sorry I haven't updated this story in like a billion years. I started another story, and kinda got into that one. I know. I'm a terrible person.
I'm trying to update my other story every Sunday. Idk if I'll annually update this annually, but I'll try to update again soon. You can be sure I won't update next week, cause I'm going out of town for my brother's wedding. But since I'll be spending almost a full day in an airport, I'll try to write some more chapters so they'll be ready when I come back.
Since I'm tired and I have cheer practice tomorrow, this is gonna be a really short chapter, but I'll make up for it later.
Enjoy! And don't forget to review.
The Victory Tour was passing slowly. Besides being with Ty and the food, I was miserable. I hated seeing the faces of the those whose children, siblings, and friends had been murdered.
With every district we visited, Ty seemed to grow more and more bitter. I felt that sooner or later, he'd explode and do something terribly rash. I certainly wasn't incorrect.
We were just about to walk-and wheel- out the doors of the Justic Building in District Eleven. Ty's expression was stony and unreadable.
The doors opened and Ty pushed me out. The mayor congratulated us and handed Ty a plaque, I a bouquet. He made a speech and then turned the podium to Ty and I.
Ty looked towards the crowd. I know he had a speech written, but he didn't take the paper out like he usually did. Maybe he'd memorized it.
He spoke up. "Thank you for you're congratulations. I can't really say winning has been an honor for me, seeing as I had to watch so many innocent children and teenagers being murdered. I do believe there was a little girl from here... Rue? She was only twelve. From the looks of it, she had people to take care of. Why was she ripped away from her family and murdered for no reason? Good question. Because none of us know the answer."
I didn't know what to say. Did he really say that? I looked back at the crowd. One man brought three fingers up to his mouth and then up in the air. The rest of the people gathered followed in unison.
Before I could figure what had just happened, the old man who was first, was brought up on the steps and shot in the head. Two other Peace Keepers pushed Ty and I back inside. They were pushing my chair too hard and I thought I'd fall out if Ty hadn't pushed them away and held on to me.
We were taken back to a sitting room and I swear the doors were locked behind us.
I looked back towards Ty. "You're digging yourself a bigger hole."