CHAPTER FOUR
"So, mom…how are you doing?" I ask after I see the tears threatening to spill from her eyes, but I have only told her about the last fourteen years….she has no idea that I was a tribute. I know that after the Games, the Capitol's tv channel about the Games let you select which Games you want to watch, and from the point of view of which tribute. It starts from the reaping. "As for my death, let's watch television first…." I say as I turn the television on. "Close your eyes, open them when I tell you. You must watch everything, no matter how bad it gets. And…..I just want to say that I am sorry first…" She closes her eyes and I show Rue how the whole T.V. thing works. She is surprised. I turn on the 74th Games, and put in on my name. it asks if I want to start and after I tell my mom to open her eyes, I click the "play" button. I walk upstairs, and tell her and Rue to watch closely on this year's tributes….
I go into my bedroom and sit there, waiting for the time to pass. I guess that finally have a time to rest today, and I take that time to reflect on everything. It's all fine, except for the part about my dad's horrible mind…..I wish for a poster of my dad and some knives, and the poster just appears out of nowhere on the bed. I hang it up on the wall and get my hundred knives ready. I spend the last couple hours just throwing knives at my dad's face, and I don't notice, but Rue and my mom are watching me throw the last three, the last one that I throw while spinning around. I gasp when I see them, partly because of them seeing my way of taking out anger, and the other part for seeing the waterworks my mom has on. I hug both of them, and after wiping all of our tears, my mom asks the worst question as we sit on my bed. "Clove, honey, I am sorry, but I want to ask…..what made you kill those kids?" Her eyes look hallow as she asks me. "I thought of dad….and since I am a Career, I could not let the district down…." I say, my eyes looking down. "I never thought that you, my daughter, would do that…but then again, honor is a really huge thing in the real home…our tributes are shamed if they do not kill…" she begins, and she just nods after, which tells me that she understands. I smile. "Thanks, mom. I really wish dad never killed you…" I start, but I stop when she drops the glass she was holding. "Just….what….did…..he….tell….you…?"she asks in a tone that reminds me of mine in the arena. "Nothing…I looked through the conch ball…" I say, and she nods. "Trust me, he did murder me. Like that girl from Twelve who you were going to kill…" I gasp. I hate my dad even more after hearing this.
The rest of the night goes along sort of like this. I learn about the deep conflict between my parents, and eventually it's time for me and Rue to go home. Tomorrow we go to District 11. Once we get back to the Training Center, I go up to my floor and bid goodbye to Rue. Then I go in my room and sleep. I don't even bother to change clothes.
