Hi. I'm not feeling any good A/N's…. Who's excited for the Hunger Games?
Sorry for being gone for so long….
Disclaimer: I really don't own Victorious or the Hunger Games.
Tori's POV:
Jade had been uncomfortably pacing the floor of the plane for hours while Beck looked on with pained and sympathetic eyes.
Jade's head snapped up when the door clicked. The president made his way out, plastering on yet another unbelievable smile.
"Andre and Tori, can I speak with you," he asked his voice velvety. I looked up at Jade whose eyes were burning with fury. I glanced at Andre who stood up and gestured for me to do the same. I did as I was told and rose slowly out of the seat I had been occupying for the past few hours. As I walked ahead of the president, I could still feel Jade's eyes burning holes in the back of our heads. I looked at Andre who reflected my worried expression.
Beck's POV:
Jade, Robbie and I watched as our friends disappeared into the room that was at the front of the plane. Robbie made an unintelligible excuse to leave Jade and I alone. When he was gone Jade turned around, her eyes still full of panic and fury.
"Jade, I'm sure they'll be fine," I say trying to convince myself more than her.
"What if they're not, Beck, it'll be my fault. Me and my big mouth," she says sitting down in the empty chair burying her face in her hands.
I'm not sure what to say. If I say the wring think, I'll upset her more. If I don't say anything, I'll piss her off. She looks at me, her eyes so full of emotion, I can't decipher it.
"The president said he wouldn't do anything as long as you listen to him and you've listened, I'm sure they'll be fine," I said trying to keep her from losing her cool. Truth is, I'm not even sure if what I'm saying is true.
Andre's POV:
The president ushered us into the room closing and locking the door behind us.
"So kids," he begins," as you know, normally only one person makes it out of the games alive. This year five did. We need a good explanation as to why."
"So, where do we fit in," I ask.
"Well, you two are going to pretend to be in love as you around to the other colonies."
I look at Tori who shared the same confused look.
` "Wait, we have to pretend to be in love," Tori asked.
"Yes, and I have to believe it, or bad things may happen. Very bad things to anyone at all."
He was threatening us. Jade was right not to trust us. Tori has a look of anger and horror on her face and looks at me. When I don't say anything she snaps her head back to the president.
"We'll play your stupid game, but know this. If you lay a hand on any of our families or friends head, I'll make sure we have yours on a silver platter."
"The president stands and walks to the door that leads to the very front of the plane. Before he leaves the room he turns to us and says,
"Make me believe."
Why did things have to get so complicated?
Jade's POV:
When Andre and Tori came out of the compartment they told me, Beck, and Robbie, all about the fake love that the president was making them have. There wasn't much I could do except go along with it. It looks like that's all I'm going to be doing for a while.
We land in colony one first. My colony; full of the people who wanted me dead. This should be fun.
I walk onto the stage first. Just like when I got picked, a few halfhearted claps and then silence. There was complete silence when the others walked on stage. Beck looked at me, wondering if I was alright. I just nodded my head slightly and moved to the microphone.
"Hi everyone," I started," I know that a lot of you are probably mad that I'm standing here alive and I just want to say, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for ruining your games, I'm sorry for not dying even given multiple opportunities, I'm sorry for giving you no reason to celebrate. I know you hate me and I don't care. But, please, just give me this one favor and I'll never come back here again," I scan the crowd to see faces full of sadness. Whether it be from my presence or my speech I'm not sure," Remember Catrina Valentine. If nothing else from this games, remember Cat."
With that, I step back from the crowd and an eruption of chapter comes from the crowd. I turn to Beck who's smiling at me like an idiot and I know it's my speech that got emotion from the people that despise me the most.
This repeats in colony 2, 3, and 4. The president stays happy and no one is getting hurt. I figure all's going well until I figure out that we're going to colony 5 next. Cat's colony.
I walk onto the stage and am greeted by the sound of soft claps and sobs. I look at Beck who puts a reassuring hand on my shoulder. The president hands me a piece of paper with the speech I'm supposed to give. I look at the first few words and open my mouth and nothing comes out. My old self shows up and I crumple the speech into a ball and throw it into the audience.
"Cat was my best friend during these games. She was the first person to accept me for me and I'll never forget that. I'll that I want to do is keep her memory alive and nothing more." The crowd remains silent, but as I'm walking down the steps of the stage, a little girl puts a piece of metal in my hands. We make our way back onto the plane and I find a seat facing away from the others to investigate the cold object hiding in my hand.
I open my palm to reveal a golden eagle in a wreath of arrow heads. It had a dim shine to it was obviously real gold from its weight. The eagle had every detail down to the feather perfectly engraved into it. Its wings were attached to the sides of the arrow headed wreath so that it looked like it was flying through it. I ran my hand around the pendant and came across a gold chain. It was a necklace.
"What's that," I jumped at least a foot in the air at the sound of Beck's voice.
"Don't do that," I hissed under my voice.
He looked at my hand.
"Oh, cool. A Golden Eagle. They symbolize strength and freedom you know? Where did you get it?"
"A little girl handed it to me on the way out."
He took the necklace from me and signaled for me to come closer. I did as I was told and he put the necklace around my neck pulling my hair out from underneath the chain.
"It suits you," he whispers in my ear, giving me goose bumps. I turn around to face him. He starts to play with the pendant hanging around my neck, he laughs slightly when I give him an annoyed look and kisses me on the forehead.
"Jade," he says before kissing my nose," I love you," he states passionately crashing his lips against mine. When we pull back for air, I say,
"I know," and give him a genuine smile that I haven't used in years.
He kisses me one more time before I'm torn away from Beck by the collar of my shirt. The others turn around half in shock, half angry. The guy that grabbed me drags me into the presidents compartment and for the first time, I get to hear him angry.
"Take a seat Jadelyn."
Beck's POV:
I watch helplessly as my girlfriend is basically dragged into the president's compartment. I jump out of my seat and automatically start to pace the floor. I can faintly here the others repeating 'it's ok' and 'she'll be fine' but I don't pay attention. All I can think about is Jade.
That pendant could get her into big trouble and it would be my fault for putting it on her. The eagle symbolizes freedom and strength which are two common qualities in a rebel. That's the one thing the president doesn't want is a rebel. If it gets her killed it will be my entire fault.
I hear a squeak of pain come from the compartment and my heart stops. It takes every ounce of me not to go bust down that door and kill the president on the spot.
"Please let her be ok, please let her be ok," I say under my breath, my eyes never leaving the door.
Jade's POV:
I'm put in the chair and look around still disoriented from being thrown around like a sack of potatoes.
"Jadelyn, I was not happy with your performance in colony 5. You clearly disrespected me and I've already told you I won't have that," he says, like he's reprimanding a child.
"Don't you dare hurt any of them," I growl.
"Are you sure, I was looking forward to doing something to that boyfriend of yours."
"He didn't do anything wrong. If you're going to hurt someone, it should be me."
The president grabs one of my hands and hisses,
"You see Jade, I have control over you. If I say stay quiet," he starts to dig his nails into the palm of my hand," you stay quiet." He keeps pressing and pressing harder and harder, but I manage to stay silent. That is, until he breaks skin. I let out a small squeak in a response to the pain. He smirks evilly and pulls hand away from mine signaling for his guard to kick me out.
He grabs me roughly by the arm and pushes me out the door locking it behind me. I can feel the blood sliding down my palm still. I go to inspect the damage when Beck grabs my arm and leads me to a seat. He grabs my hand causing me to wrench out of his grasp. He looks at me confused, but when he looks down at his hand to see my blood his eyes turn to fire. He sits me down in the seat and sits in front of me.
"He did it, didn't he?" Beck asks.
"Yeah, he dug his nails into my palm to emphasize the fact he has control over me." I say my palm stinging at the memory.
"We can't do this anymore, Jade, we have to get out of here before he hurts you or any of us worse than this." He whispers.
"Well, how do we plan to do that? We're in a plane, Beck; it's not going to be that easy."
"I'll figure it out," he whispers stroking the top of my injured hand. He sits next to me and I rest my head on his shoulder and all I can think as I fall asleep is, why this has to happen to us.
There it is! Chapter 9 extra-long for you. Review please?
Here's the pendant by the way: . I think it's really cool looking : )