Chapter 11

Katniss POV

I woke up, only to be welcomed by my head throbbing painfully. I looked around and knew where I was instantly. I was back in my old house, in The Seam.

When I was finally able to see clearly again, I saw the most evil women in the world, standing in front of me. Immediately, I shrunk away from her, trying to escape this hell hole. She began to slap me, whilst I became paralysed with fear again. Then she began her rant. All I was physically able to do was listening.

"HOW DARE YOU LEAVE ME? LEAVE ME TO STARVE! FOR FOUR YEARS! HOW COULD YOU BETRAY ME FOR THOSE SPOILED TOWN SCUM! WHY WOULD YOU LEAVE ME, YOUR LOVING MOTHER, FOR THEM! NOW I HAVE YOU BACK, YOU WILL PAY! YOU ARE GOING TO SIGN UP FOR TESSERAE! I DONT CARE IF YOU DIE! I AM NOT STARVING BECAUSE YOU WOULDNT HUNT PROPERLY TO FEED US! I DONT CARE IF YOURE REAPED! I DONT CARE IF YOU NEVER COME OUT OF THAT ARENA! YOU ARE MINE! I OWN YOU! YOU ARE NEVER GOING TO SEE THOSE PATHETIC BAKERS AGAIN! DO YOU HEAR ME! I OWN YOU! YOU WILL NEVER LEAVE ME OR THIS HOUSE AGAIN! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!" her face was red with anger and I couldn't stop shaking and trying to escape from this witch. I nodded my head in answer to her question, even though it was agony to do so. "GOOD! YOU FINALLY UNDERSTAND SOMETHING! YOU ARE JUST AS BAD AS THOSE OTHER SEAM RATS! NOW, YOU ARE GOING TO PAY!" she screeched in my ear.

A wicked smirk was plastered on her face. I was unable to do anything as she made her way towards me. Taking her time and making the suspense kill me.

"I-I-I-I'm s-s-sor-r-r-ry. I-I-I-I'll st-t-t-tay w-w-wi-i-th y-y-you." I stuttered out, hoping in some way this would change my fate that I knew was going to be horrible.

"YOU BETTER BE!"

She began beating my body senseless. She hit me with her fists, kicked me, threw anything she could get her hands on and stomped down hard on my leg and arm. I knew from the pain I experienced four years ago that they were probably broken. Every part of my body felt like it was on fire. I just wanted to curl up in a ball and make the pain go away.

I couldn't hear anything over my screams and crying, along with the sickening sound of my body being beaten. I could feel that I was going to black out again anytime soon.

"Oh, by the way. Happy birthday." She whispered sadistically in my ear.

I shuddered at the thought of what she could possibly do. She had a grin glued to her face as she backed away from my, reaching out for something.

I shrinked even further away from her, anticipating what was going to happen. Slowly, she made her way back over to me and before I knew it, I was being booted in the face. My nose instantly began to flow with blood and my head felt even fuzzier. Black spots started to crowd my vision, but I could still see her coming towards me, knife in hand.

Just as she was about to plunge the blade into my chest, she was rugby tackled down to the ground by a peacekeeper. As they restrained her with strong, metal cuffs, the Mellarks entered the house. I could see their concerned faces, just as I closed my eyes.

I felt my body being picked up into a hug, as my blood trickled onto the floor, creating an even bigger puddle of crimson. I felt my body being shaken. Someone was trying to wake me up. I knew it was no use. I felt my body shutting down and the world around me became closed off. Even though I had no idea what was going on, I knew that it wasn't good.

The only thought that was going through my mind was that I was going to die.