Blood Will Be Spilled

by Mattea

I decided to write a Quarter Quell. It's the 75th, but only Katniss won the 74th. Twenty four tributes will be thrown into an arena, promised that if they survive two weeks that they will become victor... Or will they? Reviews appreciated! Rated T because it's the Hunger Games. I'm not good at summaries, but the story's good, I promise!

14. Bonus Chapter- John and Cella, from 3

Disclaimer: I don't own The Hunger Games!

This is a special bonus chapter requested by HealthyHungerGamesObsession101!

District 3:

Cella was close to tears. Very close. Her mother and her father and her brother had spent their time telling her good bye, and now she'd never see them again. At least probably not. But someone else was escorted in by peacekeepers. A certain good looking brother of the male tribute.

"John?" Cella sniffed, unsure why he was here. He made it clear that he didn't want to be with her when he went and kissed the merchant's daughter, Esmeralda. He made it clear that Esmeralda was his love, not Cella.

"Hey, Bunny." He said in a soft voice, using his old nickname for Cella. She smiled a little.

"What are you doing here?" Cella asked, wiping her nose.

"I have to get this straight." He said to her. "If you don't make it out alive, I want you to know. If you do, you'll have two dozen other admirers and you would never go back to me. I want to get this straight." He repeated. "I love you."

Cella looked into John's deep, chocolate colored eyes with her green ones. They showed apology, regret, and guilt. Cella couldn't believe it. John was taking her back! All those pennies and dandelions had been worth it. John was taking her back. John... She became lost in his eyes, and he pulled her in for a kiss. They kissed for a minute or two, before a peace keeper opened the door. He looked in, saw the couple, then turned and closed the door quietly.

They stopped, and Cella was giggling. John kissed her once more, quickly on the nose. He smiled shyly. Then he spoke. "Cella, can I ask you a question?"

"Yeah." Cella said, leaning in, like he was going to tell her a secret.

"Cella, this is kinda a big thing to ask, but, could you try to look out for Doug? Try and keep him safe?"

Cella looked down for a moment. She had forgotten about Doug. But she needed to protect him. He was her love's brother. He might become her brother in law. She needed to help him. "Yeah, I can do that." She said to him.

John smiled again, and leaned in to kiss her again. They were right in the middle when the peacekeeper opened the door again. He sighed loudly. "Your time was up a while ago." The peacekeeper told John. John broke the kiss, then nodded to to guard. He took something from his pocket, and put it in Cella's hands. "Only open it when you need to know that I love you." He said. With one last kiss, John left the room, and possibly Cella's life, never to return. Cella looked at the item in her hands. It was a necklace, with a glass pendant and some paper inside. It was a note. Cella would have to brake the necklace open to see it. When she needed to know how much John loved her. She held it against her chest and closed her eyes. But she had to open them way too soon, and board the train to the Capitol.

A/N: I hope you liked it!