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Comfort comes in the strangest of forms

Lily's POV

Sunny was hugging me as well as Rue, they were trying to comfort me, but it wouldn't help. I kept seeing those who I loved the most flash across my mind, always my last memories of them. Anne, having her throat slit by Devin, Rory having a sword impale his chest from the District 1 boy. Holt standing there while the careers gang up on me, and James saying friendships didn't matter anymore.

The second the elevator stopped on the 12th floor, I ran to my room and slammed the door shut. I cried for hours, it was horrible feeling so vulnerable, crying into my pillow.

"Lily Hawthorne, there is a call for you from the 1st floor." I picked up the phone,

"Don't wanna talk. Bye." Was all I said before I hung up. I sat on my bed, then there was a knock on the door. I opened it to see Effie staring at me,

"Dinner time." She said, trying to sound happy, I must look like crap,

"Effie, can I please just eat in my room, I don't look very good right now." I gestured towards myself, then she nodded. I surprised her by jumping half-way out of my room, then I hugged her. She smiled and patted my back. When she let me go I smiled,

"Thank you Effie." She smiled again and walked back down the hall, I walked back inside my room to the bathroom to clean myself up a little bit, man I did look pretty bad. Then yet again the intercom chimed in,

"Lily Hawthorne, there is a call for you from the 1st floor." The voice said, I walked over to the phone and picked it up.

"Hello." I said, my voice was cracking and I was sniffling a lot.

"Oh, thank god you answered I have to tell you th…" I cut him off, I didn't want to hear this.

"I gotta go, going somewhere calm for once. Bye." I said

"Wait Lily no please don't." he begged me, wow Holt, just wow.

"Whatever" I said before I hung up. I cleaned off all the makeup and paint, my hair was still curled so I threw it up into a pony-tale. Then I threw on a pair of sweats, a tank top, and a blue cotton sweat-shirt with flip-flops.

I creped outside of my room, careful to avoid the dining room, I walked over to the stairs. Once I climbed them for about three minutes I was in my favorite place, my mom showed this to me years ago. The garden. I walked into the section filled with flowers and wind-chimes. I decided I might as well have some fun so I began to sing one of my favorite songs, it was very old, but sweet.

All that I'm after is a life full of laughter as long as I'm laughin with you

I'm thinkin that all that still matters is love ever after

After the life we've been through

I know there's no life after you

"That was good." A voice said from the door, I couldn't see who it was. I slowly stood up and walked towards them, I stopped about ten feet away from the door, then he stepped forward. It was Holt.

"What do you want." I growled at him, I saw him flinch, or maybe it was my mind playing tricks on me.

"I'm sorry." He said, looking sincere, he walked towards me and I backed away,

"I gotta go. No one knows I'm up here." I told him, he looked upset but quickly hid it.

"Ok, are you still gonna tell me what happened yesterday?" he asked, locking his blue eyes on mine. They were so deep, and they didn't reveal anything about him now. I sighed and sat down by the flowers.

"Or I can just tell you now so you don't get in trouble with your allies." He looked angry for a moment, before he sat down next to me. I spent the next twenty minutes telling him everything, from what happened to my thoughts about it all. He looked angry most of the time, at one point he took my hand and hasn't let go yet. Once I was done he set his gaze on me yet again, but this time he did something unexpected, he leaned down and kissed me. It was short but amazing. When he pulled away he smiled at me and I could feel the blush creep into my cheeks. His grin grew even wider. Then he looked at his watch.

"Wow" he said "it's after 11." I smiled as I stood up,

"See you in training." I said cheerfully, he smiled again and leaned down to kiss me one more time. Once our kiss was over I gave him a hug and reluctantly walked down the steps to see an angry Sunny beating my door, yelling at me to get out of my room. I walked over to her

"Sunny, I was on the roof." She looked at me first surprised, than embarrassed.

"Oh, sorry then, I was worried about you, and when you didn't answer I thought you were mad at me." She looked at me skeptically for a minute,

What were you doing on the roof for so long?" she asked, oh crap. Might as well tell her,

"Come in, I'll tell you." By the time I was done telling her what happened, she was bouncing up and down. Poor Sunny, a helpless romantic.

"That is so cute!" she yelled, "I have to help you find a cute outfit to wear tomorrow! This is so cool!" Well at least someone was enjoying my fantasy. I laughed, and Sunny looked at me,

"Come on, we gotta get to bed, or I'm gonna look like hell tomorrow, I swear." Her face became serious, and ten minutes later we were ready for bed. She insisted on staying with me so she could help me get ready in the morning. Maybe things would turn out between Holt and I.