Flash back Sequences
Katniss meets Gloss: KPOV
Getting past peacekeepers is really hard, took me thirty five minutes, I should be heading back to dad by now, the justice building is as pretty as ever, being in the poorest district it makes you wonder how luxurious the other districts Justice building is. Another victor another pair of dead eyes. I just don't get it anymore.
I peek my head around the next corner to see if anyone's there, "Come out, come out whoever you are!" the dead man sang out. Walking forward I lost myself in the emerald eyes that were to dull to be real emeralds, I realised he asked me a question, and I asked the question that had fallen from my lips since I could sneak around without getting caught "Why are your eyes empty?". That caught him off guard, yet again he said something not sure what, he looks like he needs some sleep so coming forward I place my hands on the sides of his face and cradle it while asking , "Why do all of the victors have empty eyes? I've asked every victor I can remember that came here, but none of them knew the answer to my question, do you?" His eyes were drooping now, as he fell to sleep in the softest voice I could manage I asked the final question "If you figure it out may you please come back and tell me so that I won't ever have empty eyes?".
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Katniss thinking about her and Annie's meeting
I don't remember much about that day, I remember feeling scared and hands ripping at my clothes, voices jeering at me, faces leering at me, what the hell am I saying I ain't no poet. Look the only thing I remember other than fear is a sweet childish lady scaring the boys away and wrapping me in a warm jacket and then being held in a pair of soft arms, the arms of a mother. Next thing I know Finnick Odair is holding me from behind and the nice lady is hugging me from the front, it felt so nice so I just decided to go back to sleep.
That was the day that they became my surrogate parents, they love prim and I and care for us and give us warmth, now whenever I think of the meaning of a father I think of Finnick and a mother would be Annie
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AN: yeah yeah i know it's short but i'm dealing with so much personal shit right now that hitler would be under his bed crying for his
mummy sorry about the timing and the length though love you guys
Broken Doll of Despair out