A/N: I know I know, I am the worst person on this planet right now. I apologize for how long it was taken for me to update this story but between school and social issues and family and my trip to Europe I have had no time. Today I stayed home from school due to some drama that has happened over the weekend so I am very upset, so if this chapter is Angry or Depressing I apologize again. Go ahead yell at me for taking so long I know! Better late then never though right?
Disclaimer: See if I was Suzanne Collin's I don't think I would be on this website.
Chapter 6
I woke up and my head pounded and there was a vile taste in my mouth. I tried to open my eyes but the light that was coming in through the raggedy curtains made me hiss and scrunch my eyes shut again. I tried to swallow but my mouth was to dry, I rolled over and groaned.
I slowly tried to open my eyes again and once I managed to get them opened I realized I was somewhere I wasn't supposed to be. The coal dust covered floors, the smell of burning coal and this bed... wasn't my bed.
I sat up urgently but instantly regretted that decision, my head felt like it was about to roll of my shoulders. The door opened and I clutched the blanket close to my chest, which was bare except for my undergarments, where my shirt went? I have no clue.
"Good morning." Gale Hawthorne said as he walked into the room with nothing but a shirt on and holding a glass of water.
I glared at him.
"Alright not a morning person I see, how are you feeling?" He asks and wiggles his but in beside me, I moved over slightly still clutching the sheets to me.
"Where's my shirt?" I asked with hoarse voice.
"I washed it, it's drying." He shrugged and offered me the water. I took the water and sipped it.
"You took my shirt off of me?" I asked after I swallowed my mouthful of water, that felt so good going down.
"Well it was covered in bodily fluids." He said, and I closed my eyes, trying to remember what happened last night. "You look confused, what is wrong?" He asked.
My eyes snapped open, "Get me my shirt." I growled.
"Calm down Madge, I didn't look." He joked.
"Get. Me. My. Shirt." I said through gritted teeth. He put his hands up in defence and got up off the bed and left the room. I closed my eyes and counted backwards from one hundred. Ninety-nine, why was I here? Ninety-eight, why am I in next to nothing? Ninety-seven, did I kiss Gale last night?
Gale came back into the room and threw my shirt at me, I picked it up and coughed. "Turn around please."
"Oh come on Madge!" But he still turned around.
I slipped my shirt on, "Alright I am done." He turned back around. "What exactly happened last night?" I asked shyly.
"Well Madge, you got extremely drunk out of your mind and threw yourself at me." He said and I glared at him.
"I threw myself at you?" I growled.
"Well uh-yes, yes you did." He rubbed the back of his neck.
I took a step forward, enraged. "I threw myself at you, or did you just take advantage of me?" I hissed at him.
"Pardon me?!" He yelled at me.
"Well this sure as hell doesn't look so good, I wake up in your bed, with no shirt on and no memory of what happened last night!" I screamed at him.
"Madge, be reasonable here, would you think I would do that?" He asked sincerely.
"I don't know, would you?" I hissed back at him. He looked up at me and he looked hurt or maybe sad, I was too angry to tell.
"Madge, you know I wouldn't do that to you I-"
"You what Gale? You took my shirt off me for fun, or thought I was too hot to sleep in it?" I growled.
"You vomited on yourself would you like to sleep in that?" He yelled at me.
"It's better than waking up like this." I said.
"You know what Madge, I tried to help you," He took a step closer to me, "But you're just an ungrateful little Town's Mayor's Daughter." He snarled at me.
"You're such an ass." I pushed past him towards the door.
"You're just a bitch." He yelled after me. My eyes filled with tears as I walked out into the main room of the small house and there was a younger boy sitting on the brown patched couch.
"Who are you?" He asked and I wiped my eyes, "Did you sleep here?" He furrowed his eyebrows and I nodded. "I'm Rory." He said sticking his hand out, "And you are?"
"Leaving." I said a little too bitterly. "I'm just leaving." I could feel a fresh wave of tears filling up my eyes. I walked towards the front door and pushed it open, the sunlight aching my already sore head. I walked out of the Seam and into the Town Square. I walked over to a vendor who smiled at me but then pursed their lips at me. I looked down in the bucket of water to look at myself.
I was a mess, my curly hair is untamed and everywhere, my eyes have dark circles under them and I just look horrible. I walked away and groaned. How was I going to explain this to my father?
Surprisingly my father wasn't awake when I got in, I guess it was still early. I quietly yet quickly run up the stairs, I hit the top step and it creaked I stopped moving and listened. I heard nothing.
I moved swiftly towards my bedroom door but as I reached the handle I cursed at myself. I locked it from the inside. I looked around helplessly until I remembered there is a clip in my hair. I pull it out and twist it to fit in the key hole, I fiddled around with it and I could my fathers snoring stop, he was awake.
I looked over my shoulder in fear. I could hear him rustling around in his room and I was more urgent with the lock. I heard the click of my father opening his bedroom door, as his door swung open I heard the click of the lock unlocking and my door is flung open, I rush into my room and slowly close the door.
"Madge?" I hear my father call out to me. Shit. I open the door just a crack,
"Yes?"
"I heard something, you're awake now?" He asks from the hall.
"Yeah, I'm up." I called and breathed deeply. He makes his way into the bathroom and shuts the door. I lean against my shut door and sighed, I was home safe.
A/N: Alright so Madge overreacted and they fought again and hate each other again, again I apologize for such a angry chapter but I am not in the best mood also I apologize it's short I am super tired so yeah, but here it is, I hope you enjoy it and review, review, review it makes me more motivated to write.
