The White Rose
Chapter 26: The Poison Apple, I mean Berries
Remember vote for the poll, so far only one person voted! I tried foreshadowing in this chapter, which isn't something I usually am found doing intentionally. My sister kind of rushed me through this chapter.
List:
Azura (Status: Jumpy)
Cassia (Status: Satisfied)
Pierce (Status: Satisfied)
Lorcan (Status: Numb and Hungry)
Kyra (Status: Feeling Revengy and Bitter)
Drago (Status: Hungry)
Teff (Status: Hungry)
Flint (Status: Okay)
Teff's POV
Berries can really ruin a girl's day.
I mean, how horrible can the Gamemakers be? Don't answer that. Who poisons berries that aren't poisonous? Don't answer that either.
I can't believe the berry station lied. Well, the director probably didn't expect this either, but I have to blame someone and whose better than the person that taught me this stuff.
The berries were small and blue, so I knew they weren't poisonous. How wrong was I? The Capitol has horrible people! So horrible!
Our meal was berries with a little bit of left over water from one of the water bottles. Drago was collecting more berries when I tried one.
At first, I was met with a good juice that made my mouth water for more, but then something hit me. I hunched over and grabbed my stomach. Drago turned at my gasp in pain.
"Teff?"
Before I know it, I was coughing up something red. Blood. Blood is gross. Drago grabbed onto my shoulder.
"No, it can't be!"
But it is, I thought. The stupid Gamemakers are playing dirty, not poisonous my butt. I feel so stupid, not cutting the berries in half to see what is in them.
"You can't die, Teff, you can't!"
Since I couldn't say anything, I just simply thought: But I am, Drago, I FRICKEN AM!
I gasped for breath. Drago grabbed my shoulders and looked me in the eyes. I tried not to cough up blood on him, but it wasn't like I could control it.
My body felt stiff and Drago was getting blurrier. His voice was distant.
Something hit me. I never got to say what I was going to say. I think I love him, but now I'm pretty sure. Love is serious, but in the Hunger Games, it dies faster than you could say 'I love you'.
"Love…you."
Drago stopped mid-sentence and looked at me in shock. I was starting to regret saying it, but blood was already clogging my throat. My lungs were already giving out. I felt myself falling to the ground out of dizziness.
Drago still hasn't responded.
I look him into the eyes. The world went black.
"BOOM!"
