Chapter Six

After all that, I went to back to bed, but didn't sleep. I only thought about what happened tonight. "Don't take things to offensive, okay?" What does Finnick mean by that? Was he joking around? Or does he already know about the thing I said to Annie? I can't think straight right now. My head is pounding, my thoughts are all jumbled up all over the place and I'm sweating more than ever. It's only a stupid comment a stupid kid made. Stop Worrying, Eva, I thought to myself. The thing is he's not a stupid kid. He knows a lot, even though I've only talked to him once. I can tell he's smart, by the look in his eyes.

I looked out the window and daylights almost here. The sun is beginning to rise, and the fluffy clouds are reappearing. I could hear footsteps just outside my door. The person walking outside my door has been shuffling around the train for almost an hour, and it's getting really annoying. I closed my eyes, just in case the person walking around comes in my room. I want them to think I'm sleeping, so they wouldn't annoy me even more that what I already am.

Good thing I shut my eyes because the next thing I know, I'm hearing the door cracking open and the footsteps getting closer. I felt warm lips press against my forehead and then a voice saying "I'm sorry." I already know who it is. My mother. The thing I don't know is why she was sorry? I heard footsteps again and then the door shut close.

I opened my eyes and then BAM! I'm crying a river, with no one to even give me comfort. That's something I hate about myself. I panic at the worst of times. I'm here crying, during this stupid tour, in which, I need to be acting strong and confident. The problem with that is I can't stop sobbing. No matter how hard I try, I just can't stop. This is exactly why I need someone here with me, to keep me company. But as of right now, I have no one. I don't have my mother's warming love, or my father's soothing words or even my brother dumb jokes to cheer me up. In this case, I only have myself.

After a few minutes, I calmed myself down by singing a lullaby my mother taught me years ago. It always seemed right to sing it at the worst of times. It goes something like this:

Baby mine, don't you cry
Baby mine, dry your eyes
Rest your head close to my heart
Never to part, baby of mine.

Little one when you play
Don't you mind what you say
Let those eyes sparkle and shine
Never a tear, baby of mine.

Once I relaxed a bit, I went to the bathroom, washed my face and walked out of my bedroom, quietly though. I thought no one was around, so I headed straight for the kitchen to get another cup of coffee. When I got there, I saw two women sitting at the table and a man standing by the stove, cooking some breakfast. At first, I thought it was my father, but I took a good look at the man, and I was sure it wasn't him. One of woman sitting at the table was my mother, and the other lady, I didn't recognize.

"You're up early," my mother said. "Let me introduce you to my friends. This is Johanna Mason." She pointed at the lady sitting across from here. She was a blonde, but she was missing some hair. She had pale skin, and was very skinny. She was very pretty, though. She looked old, but I could tell she was my mother's age.

"Hi," I said to Johanna. She just grinned and nodded.

"And this is Gale," She said pointing to the man. He was very handsome. He had eyes like my mother, and had chocolate colored hair. He was masculine and had such a perfect camera face.

"Hi there, it's me your uncle," he said, smiling. My uncle? What the heck was he talking about? I tried to think about something mean or clever to say, but my mother was right there. I needed to respect everyone in this stupid train, so I can make her happy.

"Nice to meet you then, Uncle Gale," I said weakly. My mother smiled at me. I was uncertain of what to do, so I just nodded and smiled back at her.

"Excuse me; I have to go do something. I'll talk to all of you later," I said while walking towards all of them to give them a friendly, but weak, hug. I hate being so nice to strangers, but what can I do? Make my mother angry just like I did last night? That won't work. I'll only get her worried and upset. I might as well give these people a try. Once I hugged them all, I walked back to my room and just sat on the bed, and thought.

Why can't I just live a normal life? A happy one, like the one's in the movies? Why did I have to live a life in where my family and I were forced to do things we didn't want to do? Why did I, out of all the people in this world, have to live a life in where I can never be happy? I honestly thought I was going to cry when I thought of all this. I didn't, though.

I just sat there in silence, wondering if I'll ever be able to escape this horrible nightmare.