Why I Need You

by Albinodino

Ileah is your average tough girl. She can take it. But what if it'd not just her life at stake? What if she finds herself protecting someone else? What if she has to choose between the people she cares about? A desperate plan set into motion by a single girl. It all starts with a spark.

2. Chapter 2

I do not own Hunger games

Ileah's POV

An incredibly fake announcer voice cut through my thoughts as I stared blankly out the train window, gazing thoroughly at the capital, memorizing every detail.

I heard names being called out and realized I should probably pay attention.

"District one tributes; Evangeline, Ryden and District Two's Reno, please report to security."

I stifled a laugh. Save the fighting for the games, guys.

I felt Marcus sit down beside me. I stiffened.

I let the silence hang for a minute before turning to face him. He raised his eyebrows at me.

"What?" I asked irritably. I looked back out the window without waiting for a response.

I got one anyway "What's with you?"

"Nothing."

"I highly doubt that."

I shrugged, still keeping my back to him. "Not like you know me anyway." I said flatly.

"Touche"

I narrowed my eyes at nothing. Why would you want to be friendly before having to kill someone?

Not like pleasantries would stop me. I just wasn't generally a very social person.

He left after a few awkward seconds.

Good for him.

Honestly, I didn't really care. Never did. No one to miss, no one to miss me. A win win situation.

AKA life, if you play your cards right.

I watched the city, with it's bright lights and tall buildings, fading sunlight catching on polished steel. The sight was awe-inspiring. Towering over the empty forest, the capital never seemed to end. A tall plain of nearly nothing. Meaningless, but beautiful. Then again, wasn't everything?

Life is simple. We just choose to make it complicated, because it seems like a better idea at the time.

I sighed, my first purposeful expression in...Oh God, I don't even know. Years, probably.

Yikes.

I felt the train lurch to stop. I stifled a laugh as I heard the repeated sound of people falling. Idiots.

I took a quick look out the window above me. Immediately a camera flash went off, and covered my face, ducking back down again.

I turned to Marcus, unfortunately the only one in sight or earshot. "Please tell me we don't have to go through that." I said flatly, while blinking coloured spots from my eyes.

He frowned "I could, but I have a sinking feeling I'd be lying."

I put my head in my hands.

It was going to be a long day.