Hello my beautiful readers! This chapter is dedicated to my Twin, Sarah Odair! Please check her out, she`s an amazing author and wrote her own Hunger Games and I`m a major character ;) So, if you want me read about me killing bitches, check it out! XD
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The peacekeepers led me into a white room that smelt unnaturally sterile. There was only one bed in the room, and I was laid and strapped onto it. A woman in a white lab coat came over and without blinking, stuck a needle in my arm. I gasped slightly at the pain, and quickly hardened my features. She removed the needle, and instantly my vision began to fog. I tried to fight the drugs, but only made myself more tired. So finally, I closed my eyes, and gave myself over to unconsciousness.
When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was how uncomfortable the sheets were, and that there was no longer an IV in my arm. It took me a moment to process what happened. I tried to talk, but all that came out was a quiet gurgle. I instantly began to sob, hot angry tears. Never again would I be able to tell my family that I love them, nor would I be able to sing Kate to sleep every night.
Once I was done enveloping myself in self pity, I assessed my surroundings. There was a glass door leading to a hallway, going to God knows where. I carefully stood up and tip-toed over to the door. I grabbed the handle and was instantly electrocuted. I cried to cry out in pain, but no sound came out. I shook my hand angrily and stomped my foot loudly. I picked up a glass jar containing surgical gloves and smashed it off the ground, sending shards of glass flying across the room. Then, I picked up a bottle of hand soap and hit the over head lamp until it too shattered into a million pieces. I went on like this until I couldn't find anything else to break, and finally collapsed onto the cot.
"So your done your little hissy fit?" Asked a voice. I quickly looked up and seen the most beautiful boy I have ever seen in my life. He had jet black, shaggy hair, and eyes so blue you couldn't look away. He had a straight, proud nose, and high set cheek bones. His perfect pink lips were set in a mocking smile. I tried to speak, but only small noises managed to escape.
"Can't you talk girl?" He asked impatiently. When I shook my head and opened my mouth and sympathetic look crossed his features.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. Uh, my name's Gabe. I was sent here to take you to Alec James." He said. I stood up and stood beside Gabe. He entered a password into the doors handle and it opened slowly. We exited the room, and fresh air hit me instantly. I sighed and smiled in spite of myself. Atleast I wasn't in that horrid room.
"What's your name?" He asked. I shot him an angry look.
"Oh, right. Avox. Um, here," he fumbled around in his pocket and pulled out a pen and an old receipt, "write it here." He said. I took the pen and wrote out my name in the paper.
"Robyn." He read out loud. I clapped sarcastically then gave him two thumbs up.
"Smartass..." He scoffed, his cheeks pink. We walked the rest of the way in silence. All attempts at conversation failed, because nodding can't answer all questions. Once we finally made it to a door with the name Alec James across the top.
"It was nice meeting you, Robyn. And hopefully we'll meet again." He said. I touched his arm, and he kissed my cheek before walking away. I knocked at the door, and instantly it shot open.
"Robyn Richards?" The man I assumed was Alec asked. I nodded and he ushered me inside.
"You're going to work 6 days a week; Monday-Friday, 6 am until 9pm. You'll live in room number 340 and your food will be delivered to your room." He said, handing me a key, "you'll begin tomorrow. You will meet me back here at 5:30am sharp. Understood?" He asked impatiently. I quickly nodded.
"Alright, good. Go, to your room and don't come out until working hours." He said, shoving me back outside and slamming the door shut. Asshole.
After two hours of searching, I finally found my room. I stuck the key in the lock, and shoved hard against the think wooden door. The room was painted a deep, depressing purple. The bed was large enough for one person, and the small dresser in the corner had two drawers. I opened the bathroom and found a toilet, a shower and a sink. The walls were painted an off white color that reminded me far too much of the medical room. I quickly shut the door and vowed to use that room as little as possible. Bored, I opened the dresser drawers and found 6 matching black and white outfits, a hoodie, sweat pants, and three tee-shirts, along with several pairs of undergarments. I figured the black and white outfits were for work, and the others for my one day off.
I was on the brink of exhaustion, so I peeled back the covers and climbed into the cold, thin sheets and let myself cry until my eyes were dry and red. I cried for Kate and Cole, who will have to take care of themselves. I cried for Sarah and Kian, who will have to fight to the death on national television. Finally, I cried for myself because ultimately, this was my fault. Who was I to stand up to the Capitol and not expect punishment? Finally, my thoughts ran out, and I fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
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