I don't have much to say as I don't feel that good today but I hope this chapter is okay. I hope everyone is having a good day.
Logan Grey POV:
My personal trainer blocked my punch, grabbing my arm and pulling it towards himself and flinging me over his shoulders. I winced when my jaw came into contact with the ground. I was forced onto my back as the rest of my body twisted, forcing me to allow my head to move it or risk breaking my neck.
"You leave yourself too open," my personal trainer sighed, covering his hands in chalk once more. My back ached as I sat up, my muscles screaming out in protest to my movement. "Come on, get back up, a career doesn't sit down and wait for death-" I cut him off as I picked up a mace from the weapon rack that was next to me and threw it at him. He was thrown to the floor, his ribs cracking and blood pooling in his mouth.
"Come on, get back up or are you weak?" I spat at him as he started to cry, pulling the mace off himself and throwing it across the room. "Ha, that's what I thought!" I growled as my little sister, Regge ran into the room. Her eyes widened at the site as she turned to go and get help.
"What you did was wrong and very, very fucking stupid," my father growled as he paced the room in front of me as I sat on an old wooden chair. My mother and uncle stood in the doorway, listening to my father lecture me.
"Give me a break, he was the one starting on me-"
"Yes, but then you come and tell me and we fire him, you don't kill the man!" he shouted. I wasn't used to being told off and I didn't like it. I glared and him, crossing my arms and looking away from him.
"Logan, do you know how much money it takes to get you out of situations like this?" my uncle said speaking up over my enraged father. I looked over to him and softened my gaze slightly. "Three months worth of pay, and that was just stopping the Peacekeepers taking you away," I knew he was right but he was still acting like it was a big deal.
"Oh sure, but you have a tone of it, you practically shit it out," I growled, crossing my arms and pouting. My father turned to his brother and sighed, slinking off.
"Just please try and think about your actions in the future, please," my father sighed as he walked out of the door, quickly followed by my mother and uncle. I was left by myself for a few moments until Regge appeared at the door, anger on her face.
"That man had a family, his wife was pregnant-"
"He shouldn't have made fun of me then!" I screamed, picking up a glass and throwing it on the floor. Regge didn't even flinch as she continued to glare.
"If you must only think about yourself, you just killed a man who is a loved friend, trainer and father because you felt like it. With the votes for who goes in the arena this year, it doesn't look very good for you, does it?" she snapped, stomping her feet.
"Bring it on, I am the best Two has and would be home in no time, then they will feel like idiots!" I laughed, throwing my arms out and spinning around.
"Then I won't miss you!"Regge cried before turning and storming out of the room. I didn't really care, I just felt sorry for the tributes if they did vote me in.
Atlas Geo POV:
I sat cross-legged on the floor as Zeus stumbled around the garden, holding a building block in his hand. I watched him with a careful eye, letting him explore but being close enough just incase anything happened.
He walked towards the wall at the end of the garden and smiled, reaching out his arms. I cocked my head to see what he was looking at and smiled.
"Tiger," he gasped, running closer to the orange cat that hissed at him, he laughed as he picked up the speed but that cat had enough and jumped over the other side of the fence and vanished. Zeus faced dropped as he looked down at his hands, dropping his block. "Tiger?" he whimpered, turning back to me pouting.
"That was a cat," I smiled. His grey eyes lit up as he turned back to the fence.
"C-cat?"
"Yep," I chuckled. The little boy looked around the garden and smiled wide, drooling slightly.
"Cat!" he shouted, gesturing to a squirrel that scurried up the tree, away from the noisy child.
"That's a squirrel-"
"Cat!" this time he was pointing towards a bird that was singing away in the tree.
"No, that is a bird-"
"Cat!" this time he screamed the word, pointing behind me. I turned around to see Augusto stood at the back door looking confused.
"No, that is you father," I laughed, standing up and walking over to the dark haired man. Zeus, meanwhile decided to sit and build a tower with his blocks, saying the word over and over again.
"You teaching my son to think I am a cat there, Atlas?" Augusto said through a grin. I smiled back and shook my head as I turned to look at Zeus again. "He is a faster learner, he even learned to walk before you," this time he stuck his tongue out mocking me. Over the past six months I had finally mastered walking with my fake leg without crutches or a wheelchair. It felt nice to be able to walk again but it still felt strange.
"You looking forward to your first year of mentoring-"
"Nope, I have a feeling I won't do too well," I sighed, looking down at the floor. Augusto gave a shrug and patted me on the back.
"Don't let it get you down, you can't always win, some people just can't be saved…I learned that over the years. You could be doing this until you are forty so it's best to learn now," he was right, I couldn't stop mentoring until a male from Two won again. Even if the girl won, only Astrid would be free. I had to focus on the males if I was ever going to get out of this.
Hap Singer POV:
I sat outside the training center, leaned against a wall as I tucked into the tuna wrap my mother had made me. I tore chunks off as I watched the sunset over the mountains, birds flying high overhead. I bathed in the final rays of sun one of the only times of day when this part of the training centre courtyard wasn't in shadow.
A bird chirped in the tree on the other end of the wall. I followed it with my blue eyes as it swooped down and landed a few feet away from me. The small bird cocked its head to the side and hopped towards me, one step and a time. I smiled and tore a bit off my wrap off. The bird, being startled by my movements, flew off, over into the tree and hid behind the leaves. I looked back up and shrugged, placing the torn food into my mouth and looking back at the setting sun.
"You little bitch!" someone screamed, throwing a bag towards my head. I ducked then looked up, my wrap slipping out of my hands and landing on the floor. A dark haired girl stormed towards me, her hazel eyes full of hatred. "You cheated!" she screamed, stomping her feet on the ground.
"Hello, Hatchet," I sighed, kicking my food and turning to walk away.
"How do you do it then?" another girl asked, running after me.
"I bet she is sleeping with the head trainer," Hatchet seethed, picking up her bag and flinging it over her shoulders.
"I only came eighteenth, you are making it seem like I came first," I groaned, turning to the two girls. Hatchet rolled her eyes and gave a shrug.
"True but bribing people to make yourself look better is childish,"
"I didn't-"
"Just because I am prettier than you," she said with a smirk, fluffing up her short brown hair. I scoffed, turning to walk away. "Oh, sorry, just because you are on your high horse about being the mayor's daughter!" she spat. Her friend started to laugh, holding her sides to make it seem funnier that it was.
"I have never used my status to make anyone feel inferior-"
"Bullshit, the whole town hates you for it!" her friend shouted, an amused smile on her face.
"Well, I bet the only reason she comes to training is to spy on girls," Hatchet laughed. My mouth swung open, letting out a small squeak. "Oh yeah, we noticed you looking at us all while we were getting changed, it is gross," she pulled a face and turned away from me.
"If the rumors are anything to go by she won't be around much longer anyway," Hatchet's friend sighed, turning away from me.
"True," Hatchet said with a shrug, walking away from me. She turned back around and started walking backward. "There are fucking campaigns for you to be this year's tribute, love!" she laughed, walking away with her nose to the sky.
I turned back to the sunset, it was almost gone and the noise had frightened the bird away from the tree now. I watched him fly away into the orange sky and wished I had the same freedom. If I wasn't feeling confused by something as simple as my sexuality, I wouldn't have cared what Hatchet said. Yes, I found females attractive, I even found Hatchet attractive but I also found men equally as attractive. So I was neither straight or gay. I wasn't sure what I was. However, if the girls were telling the truth, for once in their lives, I had bigger things to deal with rather than who I was really attracted to.