Johanna POV
The most difficult thing about being electrocuted was that I couldn't even bring myself to scream. The current surged through my muscles and nerves, contracting them all at once. My jaw clamped shut and my body thrashed around, out of my control. I caught my breath between shocks. "Fuck...you." I spat as a second jolt went through my body. Muffled cries came from across the hallway.
I was dragged away, dripping water along the hallway as they shoved me into the interrogation room. President Snow entered and sat down. They didn't bother restraining me, knowing I was too weak to fight back. They fed us just enough to keep us going so they could get what they wanted. Water on the other hand, was withheld until they soaked me in it. I was reduced to swallowing the few mouthfuls that I could from the drenched floor.
"Johanna, are you going to continue putting yourself through this?" Snow said looking down at me as I lay on the floor. "F...fuck you." I stammered. He sighed and shook his head. "You could end all of this." I choked out a laugh. "You could end it too." I said, bringing my head up to look at him. "Just kill me and be done with it. I'll never talk."
I was dragged back to the cell. Annie's panicked eyes followed me through her little barred window. Peeta's cell still stood empty. I wonder if they had finally killed him. I crawled into my corner and wrapped my arms around my knees, trying to generate some warmth. The peacekeepers returned moments later to deliver more shocks.
They repeatedly electrocuted me through the night, stopping just before my heart would stop beating, and then giving me time to recover. I stayed in my corner and rocked myself back and forth. I whimpered softly, trying not to upset Annie across from me. She was quiet so I assumed she was sleeping.
I rested my head against the wall and started banging it softly against the concrete. I hit my head harder and harder until I felt blood pouring down my forehead. Give me the strength to end it. A peacekeeper arrived and pulled me away from the wall, restraining my hands behind my back. "You're pathetic Mason." His voice echoed through the empty cell.
His hands gripped my waist, tearing at my tattered clothing. I struggled against him, trying to free my hands but I was so weak. "Please." I begged quietly. "Don't." His large hand struck me across the cheek. "Shut up." His hands roamed my body and hot tears ran down my cheeks. Lips touched my neck and his weight compressed my lungs.
With the last bit of strength I could muster, I sank my teeth the angle of his neck. His cries of pain forced him off of me and I inhaled deeply, gasping for air. Blood poured from the open wound. His foot connected with my ribs. "You'll pay for that." He said, keeping pressure on his bleeding neck. The door to my cell swung shut loudly and I was alone again. Annie's muffled sobs echoed, vibrating through my bruised and bleeding body. "Iris." The name rolled off my lips hopelessly. "You're lucky you got out in time."
I awoke to a loud explosion. My hands were still bound behind my back. My shoulders ached from the position they were in and my clothes hung off my body, exposing parts of my flesh. Annie was screaming across the hall from me. There were footsteps coming down the hallway; multiple pairs by the sound of it. I tried to sit up, but my face made contact with the ground again. The taste of the peacekeeper's blood stuck to my tongue and my skin felt tight from my own blood having dried to the side of my face.
Doors slammed multiple times and someone was calling out, but I couldn't make out the words. My head spun violently and my stomach twisted. My breathing came shallowly and my ears rang. Maybe this was what dying felt like. I lost consciousness as my cell door flew open and arms lifted me off the ground. "Iris." I mumbled, falling into blackness.
A/N: Sorry the chapters are a little shorter than the previous ones. They'll start getting longer as we go along. Thanks to the people who have read and added the fic to their fav lists