-I'll be right over. Get the popcorn ready. ;)-
Chasity smiled at the text. For the past month, her and Drew had been having movie nights at her house every Friday. It was so much easier now that she had told her parents they were dating. They could hang out together without question. Seeing her mom leave, she ran to the kitchen to go make the popcorn.

The sun was hot on her head, but she didn't want to quit. They had to make sure the Hawthornes house was completely empty. Minus Chasity of course. They needed her alone.
She raised up her binoculars and a smile spread across her face as she saw Velvet leave. "Perfect," she whispered to herself. Just as she was putting the binoculars away, she saw a car drive down the street. She watched it slow down and pull into the Hawthornes driveway. Crap. Picking up the binoculars, she saw a teenage boy get out and almost fainted. Is that who she thought it was? No, it couldn't be. He'd been dead for years. She had to hold it together. She couldn't freak out.

"Shit," she mumbled, closing her eyes. Her mind started to fog up, like it did every time she got confused.
"What?" Eric asked, putting down his binoculars.
Her hands started to shake. Throwing off her gloves, she fingered the twine that had been tied around her wrist for years. It had been a present. From him.
"I know who that kid is." Eric spun around and stared at her, confused.
"How? You're never around when I see him."
"He's the son of someone I used to know." She undid the bracelet and started tying knots into it. "Someone I watched die."
"What are you talking about?"
She took a deep breath. The knots were helping her focus, bringing her back to reality.

This task just got much harder. If they wanted to get to Chasity, they'd have to go through this kid. Her BOYFRIEND. She didn't want it to come to that. It would be like killing Finnick all over again. The guilt of his death had never left her. The image of his body being blown up was a frequent occurrence in her nightmares. It had haunted her all these years. Suffocating her.

"I'm talking about someone long before I met you. Someone I met when I was still a teenager, in the Games." She tied the twine back around her wrist and slipped her gloves on. "And that's all you need to know."

Just as the popcorn beeped, Chasity heard her door open. Without turning around she knew that it was Drew.
"Hey, babe!" He called out. She smiled and grabbed a bowl from under the counter.
"I'm in the kitchen!"
As Drew walked in, she smelled his cologne. He was never not wearing it. She felt his strong arms wrap around her waist and she realized why she loved his cologne so much. It was the scent that she had been associating with safety.
"So, what movie do you have picked out for today?" Drew asked, his lips brushing against her ear. She smiled and grabbed the bowl.
"I hadn't decided yet. I think it's your turn to pick."
Drew released her and they headed towards the living room. "No, I'm almost for sure it's your turn," he said. "We watched Transformers last time, remember?" Chasity put the popcorn on the table and walked over to the tv.
"Oh yeah, that's right. Ok, I'll find one." She bent down and started looking at the dvd's, trying to find her favorite. "Oh, crap!" She turned around. Drew raised his eye brow. "I forgot to get the mail after my mom left." Hopping up from the couch, Drew grabbed a handful of popcorn.
"I got it." He tossed up a kernel and caught it mid-air. "You pick out the movie."
Chasity smiled as he left. "Thanks!" Turning back to the cabinet, her eyes caught one of the dvd's "Ooo! The newest Star Trek. Yes."

Eric cleared his throat and put away his binoculars. "Alright. So, what do we do?"
She ran her hands through her loose hair, trying to keep calm. "I-I guess we gotta kill him." Her husband looked at her confused. "Well, it'll be harder to kidnap Chasity if he's there too!" She reached down and tore through her bag, looking for a weapon.
"I guess that makes sense," Eric said, putting away his binoculars.
Feeling a blade, she pulled it out of the bag and handed it to Eric. "Here, you go kill him."
"Why me?"
"Because-" She sounded like such a baby. "I just can't, ok? I'll have a panic attack with the kid, I'm sorry."
Eric didn't look confident, but nodded anyway. He always seemed to do what she asked of him without question. She wasn't sure why, but she liked it.
Movement caught her attention and she snapped her head around. "Now," she hissed. "The kids going outside. Go kill him." Eric just stared at her. "Go!" He snapped out of his trance and stood up, racing for the yard.
Sometimes, she swore. He was the dumbest person ever.

What was taking Drew so long? It should have only taken a minute to run outside and get the mail. Frustrated, Chasity got up and walked over to the window. She rolled her eyes. Drew had stopped to talk with Everly's dad. Of course. Those two had always gotten along well because of the mutual love of sports. She dropped the curtains and walked outside. Drew would be out there a while, the least she could do was talk too.

Velvet cursed herself for forgetting her cell phone. You would think with how important it was for her job that she wouldn't forget it. Oh well.
Pulling onto her street, she noticed Drew and Chasity outside. She hadn't been too thrilled about Chasity dating already, but Drew was a nice kid, so the idea was growing on her. As she got closer, though, she saw that they were talking with someone. Probably a neighbor. Pulling into the driveway, she left the car running and hopped out, hoping to get back to work quickly.
"Mom! What did you forget?" Chasity called out. Velvet turned to look at her daughter and her blood ran cold.
The man she was talking with.
No, he couldn't be here. Not in District Four.
Eric.
All Velvet could do was scream.

Chasity jumped as her mom screamed. What had happened? Before she could ask what happened, Mr. Kyle reached out and grabbed Drew from behind. Chasity heard her mom run over to her, but Mr. Kyle had easily over taken Drew and now held a knife to his throat.
Velvet ran up and stopped beside Chasity. "Eric! What the hell are you doing?" Chasity's head snapped to the side. Where had she heard that name before?
"Well beautiful, this was supposed to be quick, but you and your daughter had to run outside and ruin it." Mr. Kyle said. Chasity saw her mother start to shake. Tears started welling up in her eyes as she clenched her fists.
"DON'T call me beautiful, Eric!"
"But that's what you are." Mr. Kyle winked and the tears fell over Velvets cheeks.

How did her mom know Everly's dad? And why did she keep calling him Eric? Chasity turned her eyes back to Drew and saw him grabbing onto Mr. Kyle's arm.

"You know," Mr. Kyle said. "You look just like your mother, Chasity. You got nothing from me…a shame, really."
Chasity's eyes widened and flicked them up to his. Her stomach turned as she remembered where she'd heard his name before. "Eric? Like my biological FATHER, Eric?" He grinned devilishly.
"Yepp, sweetheart, it's really me."
Drew made a choking noise and Mr. Kyle raised his eye brows, almost forgetting he was there. "Ah yes, and this guy. Your boyfriend. You know, if he hadn't gotten in the way, I wouldn't have to kill him."

Chasity's mind locked up. He was really about to kill Drew. Her boyfriend. No. That couldn't happen. Nothing was ever supposed to happen to him. He'd been through enough hell as a child. And now Everly's dad, who was apparently HER dad, was going to kill him right before her? She wouldn't let that happen.

Without feeling her own body, Chasity yelled and lunged at Drew. Mr. Kyle was distracted for a second which gave Drew a change to shift. When he did, Mr. Kyle jabbed his knife out and made contact with whatever flesh he could. Before Drew even hit the ground, Mr. Kyle had turned and darted away like a coward.
Velvet started to run after him, but stopped once she heard Chasity scream. Chasity hadn't even heard herself make the noise; all the adrenaline in her was making her hyper focus on Drew. Kneeling on the grass, he was clutching his stomach, red staining the front of his shirt.
"Oh, god." Velvet whispered as Chasity knelt down in front of him. "This is just like Gale…" Her mom cried as she ran inside.
"Drew, babe?" Chasity asked, reaching out to cup his face. Her heart squeezed when she saw his eyes; distant and unfocused. No. He was actually dying. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pushed auburn hair out of his face. "Andrew," she whispered. She couldn't lose him. Not now. Not after they had finally started dating. He was her best friend. She trusted him with so much and now he was leaving her? No, this wasn't happening.
Drew winced in pain and focused his eyes briefly. "Chas," he whispered, his voice dry. He looked so confused. Despite her willing them not to, tears fell down her cheeks. Drew reached up and wiped one away, leaving some blood on her face.
Was this the last moment they would ever spend together? With every passing second it was looking that way. Chasity ran her hands over Drew's face. He winced again and reach a hand on to grab her arm. He opened his mouth to say something, but Chasity didn't let him. She pressed her lips to his hard, willing him to stay alive. She couldn't deal without him. Surprisingly, she felt Drew kiss her back and for a second it seemed like everything was fine. The smell of blood filled her nose again and she moved her mouth with his, not wanting to stop kissing him. If she stopped, then he could die. No, she wouldn't let him die. It wasn't until Drew whimpered that she let him go. She was surprised to see tears running down his cheeks. When had he started crying? Drew took a ragged breath and opened his eyes, his pupils huge and black.
"Chasity, I'm sorry."
Still cupping his face, she rubbed her thumbs over his cheeks. "No, stop." Drew nodded and looked away for a second. Chasity heard her mom run out, saying something about the police coming. Chasity knew it wouldn't matter, though. As Drew turned back to her, his eyes looked like the light was draining out of them.
"Andrew, no!" She cried as his grip on her arm loosened.
"Chas, I-" Drew never finished his sentence. An ambulance pulled up and EMT's rushed on to the yard. Drew slumped down to the ground and Chasity lost it.
She just sat there and cried. Cried harder than she ever had. She felt her mother come over and hug her tight, trying to encourage her to ride with Drew to the hospital. She couldn't do it. Seeing him with all those wires and tubes hooked up to him made her stomach knot. No. She wanted to drive up there on her own. After the EMT's got Drew loaded up into the ambulance, Chasity got into their car with her mom and they drove to the hospital, all the way Chasity praying she wouldn't lose her boyfriend.